le, so Sol would have had
to hire two hotels if he took his wives out for a day in the country. If
you would stop and think once in a while you would know more."

The grocery man's eyes had begun to stick out as the bad boy continued,
as though the statistics had never been brought to his attention before,
but he was bound to stand by his old friend Solomon, and he said, "Well,
Solomon's wives must have been different from our wives of the present
day."

"Not much," said the boy, as he see he was paralizing the grocery man.
"Women have been about the same ever since Eve. She got mashed on the
old original dude, and it stands to reason that Solomon's wives were no
better than the mother of the human race. Statistics show that one woman
out of every ten is red headed. That would give Solomon an even hundred
red headed wives. Just that hundred red headed wives would be enough
to make an ordinary man think that there was a land that is fairer than
this. Then there would be, out of the other nine hundred, about three
hundred blondes, and the other six hundred would be brunettes, and mabe
he had a few albinos, and bearded women, and fat women, and dwarfs. Now,
those thousand women had appetites, desires for dress and style, the
same as all women. Imagine Solomon saying to them. 'Girls, lets all go
down to the ice cream, saloon and have a dish of ice cream.' Can you,
with your brain muddled with codfish and new potatoes, realize the scene
that would follow? Suppose after Solomon's broom brigade bad got seated
in the ice creamery, one of the red headed wives should catch Solomon
winking at a strange girl at another table. You may think Solomon did
not know enough to wink, or that he was not that kind of a flirt, but he
_must_ have been or he could never had succeeded in marrying a thousand
wives, in a sparcely settled country. No, Sir, it looks to me as though
Solomon in all his glory, was an old masher, and from what I have seen
of men being bossed around with one wife, I don't envy Solomon his
thousand. Why, just imagine that gang of wives going and ordering fall
bonnets. Solomon would have to be a king, or a Vanderbilt to stand it.
Ma wears five dollar silk stockings, and Pa kicks awfully when the bill
comes in. Imagine Soloman putting up for a few thousand pair of silk
stockings. I am glad you will sit down and reason with me in a rational
way about some of these Bible stories that take my breath away. The
minister stands