The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1878-04-18
A Chicago Drummer's Cheek.


a cold, steel-graY eye, and a face as
at the end of the dinner table, tucked
napkin under his chin, smiled patroniz-
ingly upon the bowling waiter, and said
Bring me a good tony dinner,
Thomas. No soup to-day--thanks."
Yes, sah."
"Plenty of substantials-turkey, sec
ond Joint remember"
/" Yes, sab"
"With dish of cranberry sauce"
eyes, sah."
"See that the vegetables are all warm"
sc Yes. sah."
"And Thomas" calling him back
L" the roast beef must be rare and fat.
don't forget"
Yes, sah--yes, sab"
Then he str0ked his face with the air of
a man on the best of terms with himself,
dipped lump of sugar into his glass of
water, crushed it in his mouth, dropped
back into a graceful attitude, and oc.
cupied himself in watching the other
guests until the waiter returned with hig
dinner heaped upon a tray.
Thomas" he said, as the waiter
ranged the dishes in semi-circle before
him, d" you must do better if you expect
me to remember you, as I am in the
habit of doing. The last time 1 was
here-the day Senator Matthews was
with me-you brought us a dinner good
enough for king. But this is shabby,
Thomas---very shabby, after the way Pve
always looked after you, "-tapping his
breast pocket Significantly. "The baked
oysters on the haE-shell are missing,
Thomas. don't see any lobster salad or
wine Jelly. You must use better taste,
or shall have to wade through the bill
of fare myself, Thomas, and I have such
a headache I don't like to do it. This
beef seems cooked to a crisp, and looks
| tough as finance. Take it all away,
Thomas, and try again. See if yeu can't
| do Justice to your reputation. Remember
I am i'll, Thomas, and don be sparing of
| the dainties. You know my weakness
touch the palate in the right spot, and
! it's the same thing as putting your hand
in my pocket" with wink that opened
the darkey's face from ear to ear.
eyes, sab, yes, sab. Git it right dis
time, Gen'l. See de mistake-took We
fo' Gov'neh williamsburg pardon, sab,
beg pardon, didn't see you fab in de
face. We all gifts fused sometimes, 50
many gemmen comm"
And the waiter, with many apologies,
lavished his best bows upon the self
assertive stranger as he gathered up the
dishes with great alacrity. In a few
moments he returned with the choicest
viands the house afforded, and this time
met with such unmistakable evidence Of
approval that he stepped over to 8
brother waiter and informed him in ar
exultant whisper that he had just fod
dered a member of the cabinet with the
best of satisfaction and would get five
dollar fee sure. The other offered him
dollar for his chance, and lost his friend
ship from that moment.
Thomas?"
Yes, sah."
The waiter was bowling at his side in al
instant, and received the order for dessert
which he proceeded to execute with tn,
utmost dispatch, not forgetting to includ
a good display of rare delicacies, as hi
own voluntary tribute to greatness.
With folded arms he took his position
behind the chair of the stranger, an
waited patiently for the moment whel
he should see something glitter as it wa
slyIy slipped under the edge of the plate
for he felt that a member of the cabine
could not consistently swerve from tn
Golden standard.
&" Thomas"
&" Yes, sab"
"These figs have been exposed to tn
air for some time"
" Yes, sab
"Bring me some from fresh boz
please. My stomach is very delicate te
, day"
90 Yes, sah."
The eye of the stranger watched tn
retreating form of the sable child of hop
until it passed through the door, an
then the man arose and hastily left tn
room. Gentle reader, would you kno7
who it was that so basely abused tn
confidence of the susceptible son of Ham
You shall-it was a Chicago drummer