Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-12-05
A WHITE BARBARIAN.
Scene at a Hotel in Tirginia Ctr, Ne


A gentleman from HALEY, Idaho, came
to the Comstock the other day. Having
recently sold his claim he had plenty OF
money and went in for style-plug hal
and blue silk handkerchief with one cor.
ner sticking out of the pocket of his new
diagonal coat. He walked into the Inter.
national, and when the gong rang for din
ner he sauntered into the dining room with
the rest of :. the, fashionable throng
Everybody locked at him, but he didn't
mind it, and. went on eating the
branded beaches while waiting fol
his soup. When that came hi
bsptsso far over his plate to suck it in with
the sound like the gurgle of bath-tub OK.
haust-pipe that his plug hat fell off his
head and rolled across the table against
the plate of an Eastern lady tourist. With
grin of apology he half rose, reached
over and recovered it, and placed it on the
well-oiled and recently barbered head. He
attacked the trout with his fingers, and
despised the use of any other napkin than
his mouth. Pending the arrival of the
beef, the gentleman from HALEY placed
both elbows on the table and surveyed the
company with great affability and self
possession as he converted his fork
into a tooth-pick. Then he lifted
his plug hat an inch or two from his
head and scratched the same gently
with bis four pronged tooth pick. When en-
gagged on the beef his hat fell of again and
rolled across to the Eastern lady, who had
grown pale. Presently the gentleman
from Idaho had need of handkerchief,
and made use of the only one which ma
ture, and probably HALEY, provides. Tie
plug hat fell on the floor this time, and
when he had recovered and replaced it he
sat alone at the table, He looked with
surprise at the guests jostling one another
to get out of the door.
s'Fire?" he asked of a transfxed waiter.
''No," gasped the man.
'No! What's the row then?"
''Had enough, I suppose" replied the
waiter with a whitening look.
mighty small eaters, pears to me, and
cussed queer manners about gitten' outen
a room. Give US another chunk O. beef
pooty fur from the horns, if yer kim
Presently, Landlord Hanak appeared
with colorless face and bulging eyes
He walked rapidly up and touched the ar.
"You seem to be having a pretty good
time," said the landlord. refraining from
gnashing his teeth.
SWELL, that's so, boss. You sit down
here and whack up bottle O. wine at my
expense. Oh, I've got pocketful of rocks
and don't you forget it. Say. do you hap
pen to know any likely gals that's or the
marcy? I'm here on that lay" and he
grinned and once more lifted his hat lit
tie and scratched his head with his fork
The landlord groaned and sat down with
thud. Then he gazed determ1nedIy at
the Wood river fashionable, and said with
set teeth:
do you know, my friend, what il costs
to stop at this house?''
''No, an don't keer. I've got the tin
But what's yer figure. jist for luck?''
''One-hundred- Enthusiastically"
The jaw of the gentleman from Idaho
dropped, and he fell back in his chair and
gazed in fear and wonder at the landlord
who fixed him with his steady eye. Then
huskiiy, as he struggled to an upright po-
sition on his chair, he asked:
''How much meal? This is my first
Nothing for little lunch like this
answered Hanak.
With long sigh Of returning life the
flush marrying man from HALEY got his
feet and made unsteadily for the door
He sat the remainder of the day in the
waiting raom of the depot with his hand
behind him as if on a pistol. and fed on
the evening train.-Vuginid Chronicle