That was the only hit they got off of me and they ought to of been ashamed to of tooken that one. But Gleason don’t appresiate my work and him and I allmost come to blows at supper. I was pretty hungry and I ordered some stake and some eggs and some pie and some ice cream and some coffee and a glass of milk but Gleason would not let me have the pie or the milk and would not let me eat more than ½ the stake. And it is a wonder I did not bust him and tell him to mind his own business. I says What right have you got to tell me what to eat? And he says You don’t need nobody to tell you what to eat you need somebody to keep you from floundering yourself. I says Why can’t I eat what I want to when I have worked good?