he got just as bored by this birth-control discussion as I did. So I kind of edged up near him at the back of the room, and I says, "How these birds do like to chew the rag! I like a fellow that can say his say and then shut up."
"You bet," he says. "Say, Low," he says, "I don't think you've ever seen my cabin up on Lake Misheepagontiluckit, have you?"
"No, I never have," I tells him, "but I've heard of it as one of the slickest and most elaborate log cabins in the state."
"Well," he says to me, "I don't know as it's so much-a-much, but a lot of architects and so on, and even the Reverend Elmer Gantry, that's traveled abroad, they've told me it wasn't so bad. Say, Low," he says, "I've been thinking about getting up a little week-end fishing party to go up there for the week-end, this week-end after next, now it's getting warm, and what do you say about going along?"
Here was this fellow, Mr. Minchin, making all his dough—-say, I bet he don't make one sou less'n
