Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1872-08-31


dozc II little. Ten cents, | belicvc?'
g For the hash,'' said the clerk, lag.
ing particular emphasis on the word.
" lee es,' said Leonidas, airily
stroking his English whiskers. "Onc
plate, only, | belle G, of the hash ?"
Ten cents u plate for hash only
replied the clerk, winking slyly to the
walters, who were making all sorts OF
| grimaces.
Leonidas put his hand in his pocket,
and after fumbling awhile, he drew out
| from Il corner a dilapidated ten-cent
note, so wretchedly withered and de
| faced-such a mutilated evidence of the
| evils of civil war-that the clerk start
ed, aghast at the sight.
"That amt worth more than five
cents" said he, feebly. alt looks sick
had the smallpox, Or must have been
badly vaccinated."
go, never mind" said Leonidas, with
lofty carelessness, and yawning. 81
shall come in and take dinner here
every day. I'll pay you the other five
cents next time. like your hash, and
when like place | stick to it,
His threats of coming every day in
creased the clerks alarm, and he
thought it best to be rid of such Gus
toner as soon as possible.
Very WELL said he, forcing smile.
It's small affair, any way"
"Of course" replied Leonidas, with
a happy coincidence of opinion. Have
you got such a useful tritle as a pen
knife about you p
The clerk looked rather savage at
this, and felt as if carving knife
would have been more serviceablc just
then. He thought OF Felix Larkin
and John Glass, but with heroic self
command he smoothed down the bris-
ties of his Indignation and presented
his pen-knife. Leonidas took it and
commenced pairing and cleaning his
nails, apparently unconscious of being
the "cynosure of ncighboring eyes"
",Jack,' shouted the clerk, ticrcely,
"put another cord of pickles and an
other mountain of bread on the table
out there, and see that we take an extra
gallon of milk after this I"
Yes, sir" shouted Jack :" sure not
to forget it,
Thank you, sir" said Leonidas, re-
turning the pen-knitc. "Oh, by the
way, suppose you don't care for that
evening paper out there. There's an
article IN it am anxious to preserve
IL money article"
"Jack,' cried the clerk, biting his
lips in despair, hand this gentleman
the evening paper
YES, sir" exclaimed Jack, rushing
and presenting the paper to Leonidas
with as much alacrity us if waiting on
the Grand Duke.
"Jack," sad Leonidas, Familiarity,
" now l'll trouble you for u bit of your
tobacco
And Leonidas helped himself to
liberal chew.
:" shall be around again tomorrow"
said Leonidas, g but must 90 now and
attend to my city accounts" And way
ing his hand gracefully to the clerk, he
left the establishment.
Ground again? Heaven prevent
him !" said the clerk as he disappeared.
" He didn't pay for the tooth -brush,'
said Jack, and washed his-ah here
he is again"
81 say, my friend, it is just begin,
ming to rain," said Leonidas, popping
his head in at the door. Scan you
lend me an umbrella? In again, you
know, tomorrow
"Umkrella No, sir, haven't got
any. | say, you didn't pay for the
tooth brush"
"The tooth. brush? Tooth brush
Oh, no, so | didn't, did =? Well, the
fact was, you see, | tried it, but | like
your hash, however; | could live on
that hash! Goodb bye! In again to-
morrow"
And again waving his hand grace
fully, and shaking out his clean, wet
handkerchief, Leonidas Lunch departed
in the direction of the Printing House
Square.