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Sinclair, Upton, 1878-1968

"They Call Me Carpenter"

You know as well as I do there are hungry people in this city,
and no fault of theirs. You know, too, you eat twice what you ought
to, because I've heard the doctor tell you. I'm not blaming you a
bit more than I do myself--me, with two automobiles, and a whole
show-window on my back." And suddenly she turned to Carpenter. "What
can we do?"
He answered: "Here, men gorge themselves; in Russia they are eating
their dead."
T-S dropped his knife and fork, and Maw gave a gulp. "Oh, my Gawd!"
"There are ten million people doomed to starve. Their children eat
grass, and their bellies swell up and their legs dwindle to
broom-sticks; they stagger and fall into the ditches, and other
children tear their flesh and devour it."
"O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh!" wailed Maw; and the diners at Prince's began
to stare.
"Now looka here!" cried T-S, wildly. "I say dis ain't no decent way
to behave at a party. I say it ain't on de level to be a feller's
guest, and den jump on him and spoil his dinner. See here, Mr.
Carpenter, I tell you vot I do.


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