Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1880-10-30

restaurant. There is no particular one
to which am addicted. As meals are
given on the European plan-the more
you eat the bigger the bill am well
aware that if bestowed my patronage
on one institution it would be speedily
enriched; so equalize the thing and
am gradually building up most OF the
restaurants in the city.
Human nature comes out strong in a
restaurant. A hungry man is rarely
ceremOniOus; if man has anything of
a domineering spirit he will bully the
walters, however much he suppresses
it in ordinary intercourse. When see
man polite to a waiter l know he is
either q gentleman or is on his first
visit to a restaurant.
"Mr. Weeds" roars man to
the proprietor, "whv in thunder is it
that | never can have table napkin?
Better get walters that understand their
business"
The jovial 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 while to try
and make his fellow-lunchers think. he
don't know he has made himself riiicu-
lous. Sometimes the napkins are not
brought-still that fact does not Justify
the massacre of the walters.
''JOhn," said a gentleman. quietly and
sort of confidential like. to his waiter,
Ibid did 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 time?'
The missing napkin was speedily
brought. have favorite formula that
l run off on the unprotected head of
every new restaurant man meet.
When sit like patience on monu-
ment waiting for my order, the proprie-
tor 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 very good eff
feet, till last Wednesday the host re-
marked:
"Oh, yes. remember; you said that
two weeks ago. Been waiting ever
since?n
During State Fair week, when every
restaurant had more than it could at
tend TO, l would have died of starva-
ton were il 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
will you have it done sir?"
''Done just as quick as you can"
"Well done, rare or medium, sir?"
'Oh! rare"
just as this waiter sailed down among
the tables toward the kitchen another
tackled our young man.
''What will you have. sir?"
''Roast beef, rare,'' reiterated the
young man. And off the second waiter |
went. A third, who was brushing off |
set glass of water before the |
young man and inquired:
''What is your order, sir?"
"Well," in an annoyed tone, Roast
eef-understand?"
'.All right, SIR" and the third waiter
moved hurriedly away.
just then my waiter spread the fat
Of the land before me, and whispered
to him:
''You really ought to tend to that
young man; he has been waiting quite
a while"
The obliging waiter at once ap-
preached him, apologized for the delay
very busy, you knOw-what did he
wish?''
"Are you deaf?" asked the young
man, angrily.
"Well, no, sir, hope not"
''Then listen for the last time: Roast
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