Arizona republican., 1898-09-09
ODDS AND ENDS.

1 am a WelSnman, ne declared in \ a voice so loud that all the habitues os one of Chicago's we'll known clubs could hear him, scattered as they were through the various rooms.
 The man was sitting in a little group near window He had the reputa- tion of being very clever and he had been accorded the privileges of the club while in Chicago. But he had indulg- cd rather too freely in the hospitality, and he was making himself nuisance.
 T. am a Welshman," he shouted again, as he started out new sentence in the discussion that was going on.
 The members of adjoining tables, who were trying to read or to write, and the little knots of men who were holding quiet converse, were interrupt ed by the persistent shouting of the clubs guest.
 Every statement he made was pref aced by the noisy announcement: q am a Welshman."
 A quiet, elderly gentleman, who was trying to write, stood it as long as he could, Then he stepped softly over to the group.
 T beg your pardon, sir,' he said suavely, to the foreigner. "I have heard
 
 Welshman. The statement is entirely unnecessary, assure you, for nobody would take you for anything else.'
 A slight pause, and then he con- tinued:
 The rest of Us are gentlemen"
 From that time on the club members were able to read, write, and converse in peace.
 '.Yessah," said the colored waiter at the lunch counter to the regular cus- toner, in whom he usually conided, "yessah, we has to work pretty had these wa'm days. We's three men shot now, an the rest O us waitahs has to hustle ha' der on that count.
 Its cause O the hot weathah we's SO shot O help. You see, everybody's so techy you cain't say muffin to 'em 'thout gettin yo'se'f into trouble. Cooks are all so cross yo' cain't ask 'em fo' hard boiled aigs 'thout gettin' yo' head pretty neah snapped off. Then the gemman wot's waitin' table and the cook, they had words, and they both quits.
 If the head waitah stats to call one O these niggahs down for some thin they don't stan theah quiet an .. They jes chucks they nose right up toad tn ceilin' an they yanks off they ap'on and walks out Then the res of Us has to do that fellows work.
 Whats ,hat?" turning his head to- ward the head waiter, who was speak ing to him. "Cain't stop ,heah sec ond fo' to git the gemmen's order right. Wastin' time, is 1? Well, if you don't like the way waits table, yo' jes' come heah and wait on him yo'sef. I ain't goin' to have no low-down niggah like vO' is a-bossin' me aroun'. Tse goin' out to the desk now, an get my money. Call me down, will yo'? I guess yo's mistaken, suh, bout the patty yo's ad- dressin'."
 He bought new wheel few days ago and, of course, dwelt at length on its many good qualities that evening when he made his usual call. It was wonder, was that wheel
 But can you ride it?" she asked, in terrupting his flow of talk.
 Ride it? of course he could. She didn't believe him-she's bet that he would fall off the first time he tried to. He'd bet a box of chocolates that hel wouldn't. After many words the stakes were fixed-a box of chocolates against a dozen kisses.
 The next evening, after practicing a half hour in the alley back Of the house where he roomed, he rode around to claim the stakes. She was standing on the sidewalk in front of her home, evidently just in from a walk, when he rode up. He could see that much without removing his strain ed gaze from the street in front of him. He jerked his head as mark of recognition, and rode on, because a sudden fear of dismounting seized him. He turned wide, uncertain circle and rode back toward her.
 Well, now, like that!" she said in an aggrieved tone, but with the bright light of a sudden idea in her eyes. T must say that I don't think much of a man who doesn't raise his hat to lady"
 With lover-like contrition he made grab at his cap. In the same instant he and his wheel parted company. It glided to the other side of the street and gently fell over the curb. He roll ed over and over, and finally stopped Just at her feet When he looked up she was laughing.
 He bought the box of chocolates the same eyening.-Chicago Journal.