The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1864-06-25

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coils beneath she sweII 81 skss A Is
ssrumens, and echoes = alasus u ~
low members q me hwsr hosass
Appetite il the speakar r lsses als ~!
the effect Is magical. Wi j ~ lsl
an quarters Of the house % the diaiza&
room. Chambers, oiscss. aid elosess ~
hastily deserted BY their occupahss iAas
the elements Of IN unspeaksbis hHrly-
burly may Hnger at the table. I'ouassFs
in the street catch the sound with wonder
faI. acuteness, and hasten homsward 70
the hotel The boarder under the bar,
ber's hands frets at the praetiti0asr ssloN-
ness, gets cut, starts up, looks daggerss
and wiping Che soap hastily from his half
shaved chin, seizes his hat, and rashes TO
the place of feed. 4
In one dense crowd, they pour In at the.
door; pushing and squeezing, iessiing and
nuttering, ~ iflifs itself depended upon
the elerity Of their entrances. Dignity y
nothing, decency is nothing A ehcice
seat at the table is everything.
Some thirty individuals, who are already
seated at the head of the board, and near
the choicest -eatables, are old heads-they
know how to get along at the Patee At st.
Joe; an accomplishment By no means TO-
be lightly regarded. Every day, about
ha If an hour before the dinner hour, they
station themselves near the door OF the
dining room, and with patience worthy
of Job, await its opening. Barely does
John, the waiter, have time to sound the
gong before they dart by, him, and the.
last vibration of the brazen monitor Rnis'
this fast class seated at the table. Now
the crowd have squeezed themselves into
the room. Such a scrambling and jest
ling for seats! Spare the crockery. The
din-from din, comes dinner-sedoubles.
Such an outcry! Babel Is music to z -
Waiter i" " Waiter !" john H
* Thomas" "soupT "Soup !" Soup
we're iterated in all octaves, from contralto
to soprano. Twas "looker on in Visus
ma, !" when the scenes which follow occur
red, and l speak the things which 1 saw.
"Give me plate full ofsOup, Williarns
said short, crimson-faced man, with an
abdominal periphery ike a serni-globe.--
As he gave this order. second time, he
showed into the walters hand, open to
receive the plate of gentleman, who had
as yet, received nothing, his own dish,
and babe him make haste. Ignorant Of
dinner etiquette" a dozen of those
around US, had at once commenced on the
solids, which of course made the rest work
ike beavers to finish their soup; and some
of those at the end of the table, who, hav-
iGg but just received the initial liquid,
were still slipping after their luckier friends
at the favored head Of the table had con-
cluded, were &dmouished of the necessity
of making haste, By the removal of their
plates by the impatient walters. Walters
are systematic. People should be stimuli
taneous in eating soup. a polite man
swallows his, scalding hot, that be may
keep pace with his more fortunate neigh
Dor.
Here! here! you rascal you, bring
back my soupl" bawled a man, with
thin, vinegar aspect The waiter feigned
net to hear The wrinkles ON the pangent
face visibly sharpened. That look would
have soured an entire dairy. In a voice
thin and sharp as his visage, he exclaim-
ed: Here! here! you unmannerly Irish
scape- goat! (ah, you hear at last, do your
bring back my soup, instantly =" -
It's agin the rules, sir; I can't do it,
sir! but here's beautiful arrangement"
replied the Irishman, passing billoffare.
:" Plague you and your rules, and your
bill of fare, in messl / want my soup,
you Irish scamp" s..' ~~.<s3 z,-@. :
Can't do It, sir; the rules must be
obsarred CAM giye "a ~ more soup,
g.; he n4's ! %, = thsn snss h.
SO nixa them's the rule, sir;7 md the
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