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THE STORY BY MACK McMACK
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Elegant? Why say, those tiles shone so's it almost hurt your eyes. And all the tables, and there must 've been a thousand of them or maybe fifteen hundred, I figured about twelve hundred myself and Mame agreed with me, was every one of 'em stained a nice neat green, and every one had on it—now this was what you might call Service, and mind you, they didn't charge one cent extra for it—every table had on it a nice illuminated motto in art printing.

I can still remember the one that was on our table. It was kind of surrounded by a border of poppies and Columbia River salmon, and it said:

Welcome, folks! How's the old Mother back home?

We like our Special Onion and Peanut Butter Sandwiches, our Fullfruit Vegetarian Steak, and our Antialcohol Mince Pie, but while you're smacking their flavor, don't forget that maybe your old Mammy back home might like to hear from you.

And if she comes to join you, just bring her around to the Manager here and introduce her, and he'll be glad to blow her, free of charge, on her first visit here,