The Red Cloud chief., 1880-12-09
DINING OUT.

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DINING OUT.
"Roast Pork, Corned BEEF, Baked Fish,
Veal Outlet and Mutton Hash"
IL REMEMBER the freshness and brightness
OF everything on the little tablcs-thc plates,
the napkins, the cleaning half bottles OF
wine. They served us with great cups of cafe
uu lat and The sweetest rolls of bread and but
ter; then a delicate outlet with unspcakable
gravy, and potatoes-such potatocs."-Their
Weddfng Journey.
/ Judge from the above extract-my
text for the present occasion-that MI.
Howells likes a good dinner well served.
] think every person who lives a tOler-
ably correct life does. Eating" said
the noted but somber Whatsisname to
the equally celebrated but jolly Some
Oneorother, els one of the lowest of
pleasures" True" replied the lat
ter, ''for it is the foundation of all
Others" No one can admire grand
scenery or anything else and be hungry
at the. same time. / speak rs n in
authority, for I've been there. l don't
remember any one who al do better
justice-on paper-to a good square
meal, than Charles Dickens. Those
who knew the great novelist say that
he did equally well with knife and fork,
as with pen and ink. | once heard
Bronson Howard. the dramatist, tell of
a meal he destroyed in England. MIR.
Howard having a day TO spare got on a
train. He didn't know where it was
going; the fact that it was leaving Lon
don was enough for him. At a little
staion among the hills he left the cars
and took to the fields over the hills and
far away 1t was a delightful autumn
day, with grass underneath crisp and
brown, and sky overhead blue and
white with flying flecks of cloud, and a
breeze that had nothing to do but
wander over the hills and give ramblers
an appetite. BY and by he came to a
wayside inn, low thatched and coy,
one of the few that the departing stage
coach did not take away with it. and
here he rested and dined. 1t was ham
and eggs. / cannot reproduce MIR.
Towards glowing eulogy on that din
ner, but if a shorthand man had taken
il down it would have equaled anything
Dickens ever wrote.
/ take my noontide meal at a Detroit
restaurant. There is no particular
to which L am addicted. As meals are
given on the European plan-the more
you eat the bigger the bill am well
aware that if 1 bestowed my patronage
on one institution il would be speedily
criticized; so L equalize the thing and
am gradually building up most of the
restaurants in the city.
Human nature comes out strong in a
<Naurant. A hungry man is rarely
ceremonious; if a man has anything of
a domineering spirit he will bully the
walters, however much he suppresses
it in ordinary intercourse. When | see
a man polite to n waiter l know he is
either a gentleman or is on his first
visit to a restaurant.
"Mr. Weeds" roars n man to
that l never can have a table napkin?
Better get walters that understand their
business"
The iovial Mr.. Weeds hurriedly inter-
views the waiter, who shows the irate
guest the white napkin folded neatly on
the white table cloth, where it escaped
the hungry mans notice. The man
growls and grumbles for a while to try
and make his fellow-lunchers think he
don't know he has made himself ridicu-
lous. Sometimes the napkins are not
brought-still that fact does not justify
the massacre OF the walters.
'John," said a gentleman, quietlyan
sort Of confidential like, to his waiter,
Ibid did l pay for my dinner last
-time?"
"Why yes sir; of course SIR" heart
lily responded the waiter.
"Then john" more confidently, with
touch of appeal in the tone, couldn't
/ have a napkin this timer"
The missing napkin was speedily
brought. have afavorite formula that
/ run off on the unprotected head of
restaurant man ! meet.
When | sit like patience on a monu-
u,ent waiting for my order, the proprie-
O generally comes up and, placing
both knuckles on the edge of the table,
blandly inquiries:
"Anybody waiting on you, sir?"
"No. sir-I am doing the waiting"
This generally had a very good eff
feet. till last Wednesday the host re-
marked:
..Oh. YES, I remember; you said that
two weeks ago. Been waiting ever
\since?"
State Fair week, when every
nurant had nore- than it could at
s0u 10, l would have died of starva-
tion were it not that there were so many
things to interest me. One young man,
evidently new to restaurant life, sat
down at an oval table.
..Anyone taken your order, sir?"
@.No-bring me roast beef"
"Roast beef. sir? Yes, sir. How
ill YOU have it done sir?"
.Done iystas quick as you can"
Wei done, rare or medium, sir?"
r"Oh! rare"
Just as this waiter sailed down among
e tables toward the kitchen another
ekled our y9Aegsman.
You have. sir'"
rare" reiterated the
oil the second waiter
was brushing of
water before the