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RECREATION. 



" I TANT LIFT IT, PAPA. 

 From a photograph kindly furnished by Prof. J. M. Graves, Potsdam, N. Y. 



* Sheridan, Wyoming. 



Editor Recreation. 



I notice in the July number of Recrea- 

 tion an article headed "Snobs in Business," 

 which I know will appeal strongly to your 

 thousands of readers, and I heartily thank 

 my Denver friend for criticising so clearly 

 and so justly the way in which a great many 

 New York business men and their employees 

 treat their customers. 



A man may walk into some of these houses 

 and see anywhere from three to six clerks 

 standing around idle, talking and joking with 

 one another, and the customer may have to 

 wait several minutes before they condescend 

 to wait on him. They will notice the style of 

 tie he wears and will size him up generally 

 before speaking to him. They act as if doing 

 him a great favor in asking what he wants. 



How differently the Western merchants 

 and clerks treat their trade ! How different 

 the reception given to callers on presidents 

 or managers of great corporations ! These 

 men always have a kind "good morning" 

 for you however busy they may be ; and 

 when your turn comes the inquiry, " Now 

 what can I do for you ? " is so generous that 



it makes you feel at home. How much more 

 agreeable it is to do business with such men, 

 than to enter a place where you get a cold 

 stare from everyone, from the office boy up 

 to the head of the house ! There are plenty 

 of business houses in New York where call- 

 ers receive polite and courteous attention, 

 but unfortunately the other class is in a large 

 and disgraceful majority. They could not 

 be more accurately or justly characterized 

 than in the article entitled " Snobs in Busi- 

 ness." 



I will guarantee that any man, woman or 

 child, of whatever station in life, who calls 

 at the office of Recreation and inquires 

 for the head of that Magazine, will receive a 

 hearty welcome, and will be made to feel at 

 home. I am an Eastern man and it makes 

 me feel ashamed of my early associates, 

 when I hear the reports from my Western 

 friends and neighbors, of the treatment ac- 

 corded to them by these Eastern " Snobs." 



Mark R. Perkins. 



He shouldered his gun at break of day, 



Of his skill at sport he bragged, 

 But when he came home, the knees of his pants 



Were the only things he had bagged. 



