Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1889-07-25
EATING . HOUSE REVENGE.

somewhat harshly. for did not relish
having my meditations disturbed by
beggar. "Pardonnez moi, monsieurP"
The manner of the man was charm
ing. Despite his seedy clothing and
the battered tile which he held in his
hand he looked like gentleman, or
one who had once been O gentleman.
"f you can spin your yarn in En-
glish I'll listen to it," I said, still
somewhat brusque!y, for was skepti-
cal on the subject of beggars, and be-
lieved that indiscriminate almsgiving
was mighty bad thing for society in
general.
In broken English he unfolded
piteous tale of woe. He was dentist.
Ho had come over from Rouen month
before. He had spent all his little
store Of money trying to get work,
and now he was reduced to the painful
necessity OF appealing for charity.
"Ah! monsieur, you have re courage
and 70 confidence Of re young; but,
monsieur, re SHOWS of 20 winters are
beginning to como on me, and when
one suffers re hungare ze heart gets
cold, and it IS very bittare, monsieur.
Skepticism couldn't withstand such
talk and such q manner. l took him
to n restaurant, gave him a good din
ner and dollar bill and shook hands
with him at parting and wished him
good luck; and when / went home and
smoked my cigar l felt on mighty good
L:rms with myself. And l congratu-
lated myself that I was not he some
iocople who stick to cast-iron princi-
pies and never discriminate in their
application.
A week later saw my French gen.
'ieman again. He didn't see me. He
was doing the blind-peddier act on
tho Bowery. The spectacle was dis
astrous to my self-estecm ALI this
happened several months ago.
The ether day a familiar voice
sounded in my ear: ''Parlez-vous
Francais, monsieurP"
In moment l conceived fiendish
plot to secure revenge. He had OBJ
viously forgotten me. listened to his
pathetic story. took him to cheap
restaurant, where price and quantity
are supposed to atone for all defects in
respect to the quality OF the fare
served.
Monsieur is too good" said the
Frenchman when we reached the en-
trance and could sniff the odors that
came from within. al fear Eat trouble
him too much"
Of .,ll Of oil
give you treat that will make you re-
member me-"
He shrugged his shoulders slightly.
but stepped in. I informed the pro,
prietor privately of my little scheme,
and gave him the order for the French
mans dinner. I wasn't hungry my
self; l would smoke Il cigar. First
there was set before him u five-cent
bowl Of steaming soup, into whose in
gradients it would not be judicious to
inquire too closely.
The Frenchman made slow work
with it, and hadn't half finished it
when he protested that ''ze hungare"
was satisfied.
You will obligo me by eating it
ALL"
"Pardonnez moi, monsieur"
"You Internal swindler. if you don't
eat every thing that have set before
you, I'll have you arrested"
"Sacre!" Kissed the Frenchman,
rising with the intention Of boiling
through the door.
''Sit down, you chumpw exclaimed
the proprietor, putting q heavy hand
on his shoulder and forcing him into
his scat.
Before he got out that Frenchman
eat II mess named Irish stew" an al
legged becfatcal1 pie, u plate loaded
with something that bore an outward
resemblance to sausages, assorted
vegetables and couple Of so-called
mince pios.
The sufferings Of the Frenchman
were Diteous to behold; but revenge
is sweet" Besides, it was cheap, for
it cost only twenty-five cents. Should
we over meet again, that Frenchman
will remember me. Sheffield (Eng. }
Telegraph.