The Idaho world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1864-1918, 1872-09-19
IDAHO WORLD.
HIS LAST STAMP.
ny MARK TWAIN.


tenance, called for plate of hash in a
very genteel voice 1t happened very
fortunately for him that the desired
compound was not quite ready, and
one of the walters told him so, at the
same time handing him a paper, and
politely asking him to take a seat.
Leonidas did so, with grateful bow,
at the same time remarking he was in
no hurry; and he was not, as will be
presently proven. He observed, as he
was complacently reading the last news
of the alabama claims, that the waiter
was backing his own boots-which
done, Leonidas arose and asked for the
brush, "iust to rub bit of mud from
my boots"
Taking the brush in one hand, and
the backing in the other, in q. few mo-
ments he had given his foot-casings a
brilliant polish; then followed up his
luck by liberal and adroit use of the
broom-brush over his clothes. He took
up hat-brush and regenerated the nap
of his sad silk hat.
Those hash are not quite ready yet,
are they?" he coolly inquired; and be-
p ing answered in the negative, he said
it was no matter, "as he was not wanted
at the City Hall just yet;" and turning
around, calmly surveyed the arrange
ments of the place. and condescended
the remark thatit was mot quite equal
to the Metropolitan or Delmonico's,
.still neat-very neat, indeed"
Upon careful examination Of his
hands he observed that the backing
had soiled them; he proceeded to the
wash-basin, turned on the crotoa, aud
with free use Of scented soap he
secured his face and hands most thor
.oughly. Then he whiskcd a once white
handkerchief, quickly washed and
wrung it, and returned it to his
nat TO dry. The waiter being busy
with other customers, took but little
notice of his maneuvers, and taking
advantage of this suspicious fact Le-
onidas removed the dirty paper collar
and substituted clean one; immcdi-
ately subsequent he had hold of cas-
tor bottle containing sweet oil, and
pouring out about all ounce, treated |
his distracted head to a bath of ii. |
And now before Il mirror he made n |
rapid and tasteful use of comb and
brush. Observing his movement, one
of the walters approached him with:
Have You given your orders, sir?"
80 yes, thank you. It's coming OH
soon.r
"What dish was it, sr?"
" Hash. A@plate of nice hash, to
begin"
Leonidas now approached the coun.
ter, where seeing case of fancy artl-
cles, among them tooth brushes, he
called for one as if intending 10 pur-
chase, and after long scrutiny he Sc
lected one, at the same time helping
himself to pinch of snuff. just as the
proprietor was cl, sing his snuff box
He now lightly stepped to the wash.
basin and gave his teeth such clean
ing as few teeth can withstand, and
finished just as the anxious waiter hur.
ried breatblessly toward him, saying:
" Here's your hash. sir! Hash, sir
Leonidas laid down the. toothbrush
and strobe with dignity to a table,
where he seated himself with a salts
factory "Ha!" as if one of John Ludin's
banquets had been spread before him.
After one mouthful, "Hcre, waiter" :
exclaimed he, I'll this watcr-pitchcr. and }
bring me the walnut ketchupr This
mandate being fulfilled, he proceeded to
lay waste tho hash. After finishing that, !
with which he devourcd half dozen
thick slices of bread and about quar-
ter of pound of butter, he crumbled
the remaining slices into tumbIer of !.
milk, the pitcher happening to hold |
about two quarts. Seeing nothing else
to eat on the table except plate of S
pickles, he swallowed them all, regard y
less of curds, probably considering that a
ne had stomach enough for anything. b
BY this time Leonidas Lunch appear: I
ID to have got quite comfortable, for,
lifting his chair back against the wall, 4
'rossing his legs and folding his hands h
re fell into snoozc, having achieved u
me of the cheapest dinners on record. ,
n little while he began to snore har.
noniously, resounding blasts Of victory.
say, Jack" said one waiter to an m