Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1886-12-10
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exactly the way In which q table-service
must be laid out. The icing Of cham
payne has no mysteries for me-. I know
the names of all the dishes in the world,
and of all the wines worth drinking !
speak German, French, and English,
without mentioning the Russian Ian
guage, which was not likely to prove Of
great use in this line OF business; with all
these Accomplishments, am l not waiter
born and bred2 tell you, my friend,
ruined nobleman coming to America Is
predestined to become kellnerl
do you know what was the most hui
initiating and horrible sensation l ever
experienced in my life? 1t was the first
time l heard whistle and a PstP and
realized the fact that both sounds were
intended for me, and that had to obey
them. You may laugh at me, my dear
fellow but tell you the idea of being
whistled for like a domestic animal is
anything but enjoyable so long as a man
is not accustomed to it."
"PoorW aldheiml" exclaimed, laughing
in spite of myself at the serio- comic good
humor with which he told me all his
woes "But you have not yet told me
what became of Valentine in all this
adyssey."
"Oh she is a Parisian and Partisan
women act like cats-they always fall on
their feet. The first weeks of her stay
here all went on smoothly. When l had
finally got down to my last 500 francs
gave them to the girl and said, My dear
Valentine, the best you can do now is to
return to Paris; but she refused peremp-
torily, saying that she would never leave
me. Yet was obliged to leave her to
seek for work, for l was penniless 1t
was then that l passed a season on the
Jersey farm as Jimmy While there l
received a letter from Valentine, in which,
after glowing protestations of love and
fidelity, she announced to me her APP
preaching marriage with that man
Schmittberger, whose offer, she said, she
had accepted only for my sakel AS soon
as they were married, she added,
she would procure me suitable position
in the brewery, of which her bridegroom
was head clerk, and then | could live
happy forevermoreA emphasizing the
words with three dashes! AS you may
imagine, l respectfully declined this
tempting offer, and have never seen Mrs.
Schmittberger since"
"Requiescat in pacel" exclaimed rails
ing my glass "But to return to your own
affairs. Is it possible that you have got
used to this business?"
"My dear fellow, honestly and truly,
yesl Behold the decay of a great charac-
ter. This business is not so bad after all
am excellently paid and in the two
years during which l have worn this
mask of Earnest )this is the name bear
in the profession) l nave saved good
deal of money"
$50 you are content with your LOTT" !
said.
Content? no; take things as they
are, without making them worse"
SWELL, my dear Waldheim, am heart
lily glad to have met you," aid, rising
and shaking him by the hand Il hope to
see you again soon. Now it is late, time
for both of us t. go to sleep"
We took leave of one another like old
friends, with mutual promises to meet
often.
Some three weeks after our first meet
ing, however, l was sent on newspaper
business to South Carolina, and remained
there over three months. When returned
the Herr Baron" had lett H. Gorrss lit
tie wirthschatt, and had gone-whither,
no one knew.
A year passed without my hearing any
ohlHS VI w n lew udyS ago i
caught site by chance of a copy of The
Saratoga Adviser, in which l noticed the
announcement of the opening of a new
first class hotel" in that fashionable
watering place. After the usual fiourishes
of rhetoric, promising the "dis tinguished
traveller" all the advantages of dmin-
utive paradise on earth, read the follow
| ing words:
"The manager, NJ. Ernest, will devote
all his energies and extensive experience
in hotel business to the direction of his
new and vast enterprise"
There was no doubt possible; this must
be the Herr Baron" wrote to him, and
received a jubilant reply; his hotel was
thriving, and fast becoming one of the
most fashionable haunts of the place
And thus Heinrich Kurd, Count Won
Waldheim, the brilliant Partisan viveur,
son of the ex-grand marshal of the nobility
of Livonia, some of whose forefathers had
shed their blood in the crusades, others of
whom had at one time aspired to the
throne of the German empire, became the
manager of thriving hotel at Saratoga
From "Misfits and Remnants" Ticknor
& Co.