The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-09-14

BIxby had a famous appetite. and he
was proud of it. He never seemed to
Miss chance to proclaim his capacity
Tor absorbing food; no matter how much
hard liquor he had consumed the night
hefore-and he was no light drinker-
he was always ready for his breakfast
promptly on the moment at $50 o'clock
In the morning. 1t was his constant habit
When meeting boon companion the day
after hard bout with the glasses to
give him detailed account of the enor-
nous breakfast he had eaten The effect
produced by the recital of these proofs
OF the wrought-iron qualities of Bixby' s
stomach was not always one of boundless
JOY, but BiXy never seemed to notice that
once BiXby undertook a trip to the
far West. He had a friend in Chicago.
whom he had not seen in years, who had
often expressed a desire by mail to have
Bixy visit him. So the traveller thought
1t would be a good idea to stop over a
day at the Windy City and look Rcggs
up He wired Boggs the date of his
arrival, and Boggs was at the station to
meet him when the New York train pull
ed in at Z o'clock on a bright morning
of June
Blxby,- of course, was hungry The
drive through the bracing morning air
sharpened- his appetite to such an ex-
tent that he felt that he could eat fried
EorSe with relish when he reached Bogss'
mousse After he was introduced to Mrs.
BoggS and the chi dren he began to fidget
about and wonder if they ever ate break
fast in Chicago. There was a hitch somec
where, that was certain, for Mrs Boggs
was called from the room by a. scared
looking servant, and when she returned
shortly thereafter her face was flushed
and her eyes flashed fire. But she did
not reveal the cause of her emotion
After Bfxy had suffered an hour from
all the fortunes that the pangs of hunger
could inf11ct, breakfast was announced.
The guest fell upon the food with a
vigor that made Boggs, his wife and The
children stare: He tackled dish after dish
with the relish of starved hobo and had
a second helping of nearly everything on
the table, not to mention three cups of
coffee
When his hunger had been pretty
thoroughly satisfied, it dawned, on him
that his host and hostess might be a
pit shocked at the fierceness of his an
petlte. So he began to cast about in his
mind for an excuse that would soften the
erect of the display on them
My appetite hasn't left me, YOU see.
George" he said to Boggs
Er-yes. I noticed that 1t hadn't" SAID
Boggs, who was caught off his guard.
Mrs. Boggs flushed and tried to switch
the conversation, but Bixby wouldn't per-
NIT it.
Breakfast. you know, was always my
pest hold, he remarked airily
MRS. BoggS cut short the reply her hus-
pand was about to. make by asking him
how he intended to entertain his friend.
on, that will be all right" he said,
Wlnk1ng at the guest and soon after thew
were on their way to the mart of trade.
Inc morning was one continuous round
OF handshaking and visits to the ornate
oars of the business district Around /
CLOCK Bixby began to be hungry again.
and he threw out divers hints as to lunch
con and its pleasures Boggs grasped the
idea at once. They were about to starr
tor the restaurant when Boggs suddenly
remembered he had an important ens-a pe
ment at his bank, SO he posted off nrom-
1slng to return in twenty minutes. Tt was
half-past when he returned to find
Blxby nearly wild with hunger and i'm
patience.
AT the restaurant they ordered an elab-
crate meal the price de resistance of
winch was porterhouse steak weighing
about two and half pounds Bixby fell
to with his usual vigor, and Boggs watch
ed him eat again with undiminished in
tefest. Piece by piece the huge steak dis
appeared down the New Workers. throat
until there was nothing left but the bare
bone. Finally Bixby sighed contentedly
and, lighting a cigar, leaned back in his
chair
II feel better, now he said.
4 should think you would said Boggs
smiling. You're a wonder with the knife
and fork"
II do enjoy a good meal" and Bixby,
especially lunch''
How is that?" inquired his friend, toy
ing with his coffee.
because lunch always was my best
hold" returned Bixby, calmly
'BIlt thOIpht-', Eoosor aoIyo,J L; -,
self and, calling the waiter, paid the bill.
The afternoon proved to be another
Whirl of pleasure. Boggs got a cab and
drove his friend around to the clubs. the
parks, the lake front and other points of
interest in the city, hating frequently 20
lmbibe high balls of Scotch. It was Z
o clock when they got back to the house,
and as they were climbing the steps
Bixby conf1ded to his friend the fact that
he was almost starved
Great air here for stimulating the ap-
petite" he said. ''I never saw anything
like 1t in my life before"
IN glad it agrees with you so we'll, j.
replied the host, usherng him in
1t was evident that the break which
had occurred in the domestic machinery
In the morning had been repaired. and
that the whole had been well oiled dur
ing the absence of Boggs and his friend.
Mrs Boggs was radiant in a gown of
white silk and no 5scared-looking servant
1ntruded herself on the happy chatter
which preceded the evening meal
Dinner was announced twenty minutes
after the men arrived and Bixby's eyes
glstened as course after course of per-
fectly cooked food was spread before
MIN. Never before, it seemed to him.
had his appetite been in such trim, or
had he so thoroughly enjoyed the opera
ton of appeasing 1t. He never did be-
heve much in conversation at the table
and the best he could do on this occa-
sion was to answer in monosyllables such
questions as were fired point blank at
him. The host and hostess glanced &C.
casionally at each other with wonder, but
Hixby did not see them.
The battle had lasted nearly two