One day his next door neighbor in Jersey City looked over the wall dividing their places.
"Seem to be busy, Adolphus—what you doing?"
"Jest plantin' some of my seeds, dat's all," remarked Adolphus.
"H'm, thought it looked like you was planting one of my hens."
"Dat's all right, Mr. Johnsing—de seed am inside," said Adolphus.
Adolphus was telling me recently about the poor success a book agent had with his wife.
He was selling a "Mother's Guide."
"With the aid of this indispensable book," he declared, "you will be able to bring up your children properly."
