The great West. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1889-18??, 1890-12-12
THE Native FROM NoDAwAY.
How He Got . Good Square Heal In St Louh
ReStaurant,

dinner was ready" shouted he, sitting
down at the nearest table. "Haven't
you got nothin' to eat here but pepper
sass?" he asked of the waiter whe
handed him paper and quietly await
ed his orders.
Eyes. sir; we can give you just as
good as any other place in the city;
just read our bill of fare. sir.''
What dye s'pose I care about the
fairP I didn't come here to loaf
around your fair grounds. Our county
fair is goin' to open next week, an I'll
bet you boss that Nodaway county
can get up somethin' that'll lay over
anythin' St. Louis can do every time. :"
Every likely. sir; but I'm in hurry
please read that paper and give me
your order"
well, I'll be switched! I thought
twas me that was in a hurry. 1 tell
you didn't come here to read; l want
somethin' to eat"
''All right, sir, you shall have it,
said the waiter, new light beginning
to dawn on his mind, and in few
minutes a good dinner was on the ia
bic.
''See here" growled the old man,
pushing the little butter plate away
from him, ''haven't you got any butter
but leavin's?'
''That is good, clean butter, sir, cut
expressly for you"
A somewhat larger and heater
looking piece was brought to him, but
he showed that aside. whats the
matter with bringin' me a pound or
SOP" asked he angrily; Mary Lily
never thinks of putin less q that on
the table"
The frenzied waiter rushed away
and returned with three-pound roll
of butter, which he put down rather
spitefully.
There! that looks more like it,"
said the countryman. II guess you
mean well enough. young man, but
you don't know any better. If some
of you city chaps would come up to
old Nodaway once, we'd learn you a
heap more'n you'll ever find out here.
l don't really s'pose, now, you ever
run self binder in your life."
''No," said the crest-fallen waiter,
II don't know as I ever did; they
haven't introduced them yet into our
st. Louis restaurants.
SWELL, I lowed they'd never heard
of 'em down here-but say, here's a
bean in my soup"
Certainly, sir; it is bean soup, sir. {"
'Oh, no! that's it, is it? I thought
maybe the bean got dropped in, sort
O. accidental like. Guess I'll have
some roast beef now; that little dry
slab on the plate won't do me any good;
bring the whole roast in an I'll cut it
to suit myself. Don't stand back.
youngster, I'm able to pay for what
little I eat"
The waiter, who now seemed to 1--we
only to wait on him, gave a sigh OF
relief as he saw the old mans face
relax into smile over the huge roast
that had just been placed before him.
lis this cream in this dolls pitch
er?' asked he after a while. examin-
ing the thin, bluish-white liquid before
him; ''rd be afraid to use it, if there
was enough of it to hurt body; but,
l tell you. young m an, you'd better
look out for that cow O. yours, or
she'll be on the lift before you know
it. 7 wouldn't be s'prised If she had
the milk sick right now, for that milk
don't look nat'ral for this time O. year.
Yes, I'll take pie, if that little piece
you brought me is a sample of it, but
I want good big one. Is that the
best you can do? Well, that amt any
bigger than Mary Lizy's sasser pies,
but nothin' down here looks like it
ought to. Wish you could see our pies
at home-big as a wheel and plump as
pincushion; makes man fatten up
just to think of 'em. I'm goin' back
tomorrow; I'd starve to death here,
besides dyin' with inconsistencies"
From among the keys, fish-hooks
and buttons in his pocket he pulled
out 6ve-dollar gold piece and handed
it to the waiter, saying: PAY your
folks out O. that for my dinner and
keep the rest for yourself, youngster,
an if ever you happen up our way,
come an see us, an we'll show you
how folks live up in old Nodaway."-
Texas Siftings.