Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 255, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 October 1910 — The Place of Honor. [ARTICLE]

The Place of Honor.

Farmer Hodge was of the good, oldfashioned school, and he always gave a feast to his hands at harvest time. It was harvest time and the feast was about to commence. Giles was the oldest hand and the hostess, with beaming cordiality, motioned him to the seat by her right hand. But Giles remained silently unresponsive. “Come,” said the hostess, "don’t be bashful, Mr. Giles” —he was just Giles on ordinary occasions—“you’ve a right to the place of honor, you know.” Giles deliberated a moment, then spoke. “Thank you kindly, Mrs. Hodge,” he said, “but if it’s all the same to you, I’d rather sit opposite this pudden!”