The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-08-05
=" Didn't Like Beans"


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DRoBABLY no branch of business j.
Il affords such a field to the ludicrous of b
and short anecdote related to us a day or
two since by friend who is connected with
the above profession is too good to be lost,
and the fact of its being an actual occur
renee will give it a keener relish. Yi
About year ago, troupe was started
| from Boston, to make short season
| through the principal towns in the East
In the company was the leader of the
orchestra (Jake Tannerbaum,) family Of
fine musical abilities, Of decidedly Teutonic
extraction, who liked his beer and cheese,
but had mortal horror of the yankee dish,
pork and beans. Among the places they
visited was the famous "brick and her
ring" town Of Taunton, where the favor
ite dish is to be found on Sunday. The
boys of the troupe, aware of Jake's pecu-
liar aversion, resolved to have a little fun at
his expense, and accordingly "put up a
job on him. The landlord was let into
the secret, the waiter feed, and the fun
commenced at the breakfast table, where Z
he was politely asked by the waiter: i
"Will you have few beans for break
fast?" g fAY
emo" was the emphatic reply; al
dond want no peans."
"Oh," said the waiter, you must eat
beans everybody eats beans on Sunday"
| WITH lao1 Of avtr III
replied T" I tole you wont eat peans; vot's
de madder, are you crazy? Gif me some
sGeak and fried perdaders." 'i'l
every WE'LL" said the writer, ''but you
will have to wait till it is cooked . and
wait he did for about fifteen minutes, when,
his temper getting the best of him, he left
the table to see the landlord, and state his
grievances. No sooner was he out of the
dining-room than the door was locked, and
Jake, not finding the landlord, was COM
PEELED to go without his breakfast. Resolv-
ed not to be cheated out of his meal, he
put ON his hat, and went in search Of q la
ger beer saloon, where he could get his IA
vorite Bologna and beer; but, alas ! for
poor Jake, the Sunday law was in force,
and nothing was to be had so he had to
wait till noon to satisfy his appetite, which
was never poor. Well, the dinner bell
sounded, and up went our hero, who, as
before, was met by our faithful waiter,who
again approached him, and smiling, said
"Well, Mr.. t., will you have afew beans
to commence with ?"
! This was too much, and the answer, not
couched in the most amiable tones, came
forth
"No py tam, tole you dwo dimes
won't eat peans.'
''But you must have few beans,' per-
sisted the waiter.
"Mine Got in himmel, who der-ll is
going to eat dis dinner, you or me dat's
vat I'm drying to find oud."
go, very WELL" responded the waiter, eff
you can't speak ciyilly, ] shall not wait
upon you." ,.a.aF.u 5l
Up jumped the irate Dutchman to again
find the landlord, which he did, and rela-
ted his grievances, but was partially paci-
fed on being told that tho waiter should be
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up stairs and get his dinner while he, in
the meantime, was going to take short
ride. Back went Jake, only to find that
the boys had again locked the door, and he
was wild. Seizing his hat, he again rush.
cd out, to make a more thorough search for
something to eat, but with no better result
than before. Ashamed to come back too
soon, poor Jake waited until near supper
time, when he again returned to the hotel
and seating himself in corner, not civil
word could anybody get outof him. Short +.
ly, supper was announced, and Jake was
one Of the first at the table. ssfaai
Prompt to his cue, the waiter again went
for him but before he could ask him his
order, Jake broke out rr
Yass, you pring me some peans; you
vas right dis morning ven you say moost
eat pcans p and, for the first and probably
the last time in his life, Jake did eat beans
but how the lager and Bologna did suffer
when the company struck the next town,