Evening journal., 1897-08-23
AT A COLORADO REsTAuRAN
One Which All Tenderfeet Are AZ
NfxQd To Carefully Axrsd

tion," sad the man in the plaid ra
coat, don't stop at the Nickel Diniri
restaurant 1t may not be runnir 3
now, or somebody may have killed q,
its enterprising landlord, but if it
still in existence, with its free-and-eas
sign swinging in the wind, shun it
you would the plague"
"Did they do you up there?" aske
one of the crowd.
did they? Well that depends
what you call doing up. l can't say
like to eat where they use bow
knife as a toothpiclx, or to have the lanS
lord keeping tally on my appetite wit
a revolver. 1t might have been only IL
custom of the country, but to a strange
it was rather wearing"
Did you stop there long?"
Long enough to be frightened out
a years growth. 1 was accompanied
by my partner, Jack Rollins, and vi
had been told at the last ranch WI
stopped at that the landlord was quee
But we were both hungrier than iacr|
rabbits, and the prospect of Il good feed
was alluring, to say the least"
well, didn't he feed you?"
81 am coming to that. Jack SCENE
to think we would have quite picnic,
judging from the rough looks Of tn,
pine-board restaurant, and wished nd
had his shooting irons along-Jac
could shoot the glasses off a mans nos \
and never defect a hairs breadth, bua
great Caesar, IS we filed into the shant.l
door what a comforting smell of grud
was coming outl Jack and me saluted
it with hats off, and as soon as we wer
inside we drew up to the rough tabll
and seized q plate of bacon and anothei
of beefsteak and began to eat as if wh
had only railroad time to wait. Therl
was a man hustling round and somf
standing about, but we wanted to ca
first and pass the time of day aftcrl
ward. / was just raising the last bit,
of steak to my lips when something
cold touched my car and a hoarsc voice
said: Drop it,
Gentlemen, there are times when i,
behooves us to be obedient, and / rec
ognized one OF those times at that mo.
ment. l dropped the steak and the
cold touch was removed from my ear
while the hoarse voice continued
There are others, and we want hash
for lunch tonight
MY partner did not demonstrate, anq
presently we said we felt tired ana
would go to bed. The landlord showed
us up ladder into loft, and said hj
would bring up the bedclothes later
and we could sleep comfortably on the
floor
1T was cool night-the nights ar,
all cool in that region-Ond after awhil,
we heard the landlord stumbling NJ
the ladder in the dark. We could Sc,
the CLEAN of his revolver and asked nC
foolish questions.
HE had thick comfortable will
him, and as he spread it over us W,
felt that il was warm. Jack ventureC
to ask him if we could get breal1fas
with him. He said yes in a surly sor
of a way, and left us, and, what will
the warmth of the quilt and the excite
ment of the dinner, we were soon sonn,
asleep, and did not waken until morn
ing, when our eyes saw the CLEAN o
steel.
"'Breal1fast ready% l asked, tryinl
to assume an air of bravado.
"'Eat round the edges of yer quilt
it's all the breakfast you'll git, said tn
landlord, emphasizing his remark
with a flourish of his revolver.
Then l saw that we had slept unde
an immense buckwheat pancake, and
gentlemen. You may not believe me
but l never made a heartier meal. Blu
that isn't saying that I enjoyed beini
coerced into taking my breakfast il
bed. That is why have held a spit
against that particular place and land
lord ever since for abridging my right
as an American citizen. just say yo
saw me if the Nickel restaurant still
lives, but don't let the landlord get tn
drop on you. THIS is my station. Slong
gentlemen. Chicago Times-Herald.