Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 241, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 14 October 1918 — ALWAYS HUNGRY AT NIGHT [ARTICLE]

ALWAYS HUNGRY AT NIGHT

Kansas City Man Beginning to Fear He Is Afflicted With an Unpatriotic Stomach. A Kansas .Qty man who is trying to be very patriotic is beginning to wonder If he Is not cursed with a proGerman stomach. During the daytime, when he Is up on his feet, he has no trouble observing the food regulations, but just as soon as he lies down at night to go to sleep, his stomach takes advantage of the fact that he is flat on his back and refuses to give way to Morpheus until he eats again. “Sometimes I manage to get to sleep without taking on an extra cargo of food,” he says. “But when Ido I usually wake up in the middle of the night with a mad craving for food, and. the only way I can get back to sleep is to get up, go out to the kitchen and cook myself some hot food.” The man says he has tried his best to overcome this hunger habit, but is unable to do so. Several times a week he will go to the kitchen id the middle of the night, put on a skillet and fry a piece of ham, or bacon and eggs, and, after eating an ordinary size meal, will go back to bed and sleep. He says he has tried eating fruits and light food, but his stomach will have none of these and insists upon meats. Often when he is standing over a skillet dressed only In his pdjamas In the dead of night he says he feels like a thief stealing food, while others who patriotically observe all of Mr. Hoover’s regulations are asleep. “Maybe you have a tapeworm with Teutonic leanings,” a friend suggested. “Maybe I have,” the man replied, sadly, “but I think it is an inherited habit that Is just getting a grip on me. I remember when my folks lived on a farm near Pomeroy. When I was just a kid my father used to have to get up In the night and eat as I do. But it is only recently that I have beconn addicted to the habit, and It Is-only since the food regulations became so strict that I have worried about it.” “Maybe your wife’s cooking is not as good as it used to be,” was the next logical suggestion. “Don’t you ever think It Isn’t, young man!” the glutton of the darkness replied indignantly. “My wife, sir, is the best cook in Kansas Qty! I You may accuse me of having German tapeworm or of having an unpatriotic stomach, but you must not reflect upon my wife’s culinary art Good evening, sir!” —Kansas Qty Star.