From The Seattle Star, September 26, 1912. By Berton Braley. Jenkins spent his money, Took me to a show, Took me out to dinner Where the big guns go, Bought me smokes in plenty, Blew his money free; Still I didn’t like his Hospitality. Barney gave me greeting Free of “froth and foam,” Smiled and beamed upon me, Took me to his home; Made me feel at ease there With his family; That’s the true and honest Hospitality. ‘Tisn’t in the splendor, ‘Tisn’t in the style, But in thoughtful kindness And the welcome smile. Money cannot buy it, Not for any fee; It’s a gift of nature— Hospitality.