Article August 30, 1900 Issue

He Fixed Him

Lewiston (Me.) Journal

The traveling eye doctor came along.

The man of the house was out in the barn sorting potatoes for seed. His wife told the doctor that she guessed her husband wanted some glasses, for he had been complaining about his old ones. So she went out and called him. He came slowly in through the shed walk, dusting the grime off his hands.

"Yes," said he to the doctor, "I have been having quite a tussle with them eyes of mine. Guess I've either got to have some new specs or git tongs to hold my paper with. Hain't got much ready money jest now. Jest got up March hill, ye see, and it's seed and fertilizer and all that to buy. But trot out yer glasses, mister, and we'll see if we can trade."

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