The Colfax chronicle., 1890-06-14
HE MADE NO SIGN.

NE MADE NO SIGN.
How . Chicago Walter Resented an In
suit to His Dignity.
There is no hardened wretch of poker
sharp on earth who can carry in his coun-
tenance an expression of absent-minded
guilelessness while his..brain is hatching
out devilish plots, more successfully
than the average hotel waiter. just as
/ was sitting down to breakfast in one
of the popular hotels of Chicago q day
or two ago, man next to me asked the
aris.rocratic looking waiter for glass
Of milk.
"Yes, sir. in one moment" said the
waiter, as he handed me the bill of fare
and inclined his ear toward me.
/ asked for some grapes. He brought
them and waited for my order for break
fast.
Bring me that milk, please, said my
neighbor.
Right away, sir" answered the
waiter.
SWELL, want it, and want it now."
/ smiled inwardly then, for l knew
what the result of that imperative de-
mand would be.
The waiter got the milk without a
word or the least change of counten-
ance. Then he took our orders.
When he brought the food mine was
all right. He placed butter, sugar,
cream, salt and pepper within my reach
and then stood behind the other mans
chair.
II ordered coffee, not tea" said that
guest.
II beg your pardon, sir, I'll change
It." answered the waiter in an apollo
getic tone, and he hastened toward the
kitchen with the tea. He was gone for
some time and as the man had no fork
he continued reading his newspaper
until the waiter reappeared. !,
Fork, please" he then said with
shade Of annoyance.
The waiter handed him the fork and
then had an errand which took him
across the room for moment
My neighbor examined the dishes,
dropped both hands to the table and
stretched his neck around to get the
walters attention, which he finally did.
II ordered baked potatoes, not fried,
and you've forgotten the breakfast
bacon"
The only expression in the walters
face as he started OF to correct these
errors was one of deep regret. He was
gone longer than seemed absolutely
necessary and my neighbor appeared to
think so, too. He stuck his fork into !
the steak and withdrew 1t again; he
broke roll in two and then laid 1t down |
because he had no butter, he reached |
sugar bowl, put two Jumps into his
coffee and then looked in vain for !
cream jug. He waited in gloomy silence |
until the waiter returned; then he |
asked wearily for the cream and butter.
Considerable time had elapsed since |
his breakfast was first brought out.
had got we'll along with mine and was |
enjoying it, but he couldn't seem to en-. |
Joy his. / judged that his steak aud
coffee had cooled somewhat, for he
tasted of ono and slipped the other, ate
part of roll and then laid down his
knife and fork.
The waiter, ready to execute hi.
slightest order, leaned forward and
asked in soft voice il he would like
some nice wheat cakes.
The man made no answer. He got ur
from the table, picked up his paper and
left the room greatly detected.
The waiter quickly gathered together
the dishes without even glancing toward
the departing guest, and the closest
scrutiny failed to discover a glcam Of
the eye or softening of the lines
around the mouth to indicate the salts
faction which he felt at having deliber.
ately spoiled the mans breakfast in re-
turn for the insult he had received in
being asked to bring that milk ssnor.r-
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