The Minneapolis journal., 1903-04-23

the blonde Mr.. Milbrey looked slightly
puzzled and Uncle Peter chuckled, affirm
like one of those tug boats, with most of
his lines under the surface.
But, I say, you know, Shepler,' pro
tested one of the solemn young men, "he
must still talk like banjo"
and gargle all his RS" added the
other, very earnestly. "They never get
over that, you know f.. w. .....-.
Instead of losin' entirely" put in Uncle
Peter, who found himself feeling
what his grandson called "Westy."
"Of course, he calls 1t Me-
Yawk,' and prob'ly he don't like 1t in
Boston because they always call 'em
'rawroystahs. -.
Good for the old boy!" thought Perci-
val, and then, aloud: ut is hard for the
west and the east to forgive each others
dialects The inflated r. and the smoth
cred r. never quite harmonize."
western money talks good straight
New York talk" ventured Miss Milbrey,
with the air Of one who had observed in
her time.
shelper grinned, and the parents of the
young woman resisted with Indifferent
success their twin impulses to frown.
but the service is so wretched in the
west" suggested Oldaker, the carefully
dressed little man, with the tired
troubled eyes, whom the world had been
deprived Of II fancy, now, there's not
good waiter this side of New York"
IAN American said Percival "never
can make good waiter or good valet.
It takes Latin, or, still better, a Briton,
to feel the servility required for good
service Of that sort An American, now,
always fails at it because he knows he is
as good as you are, and he knows that
you know it. and you know that he knows
you know it, and there you are, two mir
rors of American equality face to face
and rejecting each other endlessly, and
neither is comfortable The American is
as uncomfortable at having certain SER
vices performed for him by another
American as the other Is in performing
them. Give him a. Frenchman or an 1tal-
ian or fellow born within the sound Of
Bow Bells to clean his boots and lay
out his things and serve his dinner and
he's all right enough"
"Hear, heart cried Uncle Peter.
Fancy, now" said Mrs. Drelmer, "a
creature in walters jacket having emo
tions of that sort!'
"Our excellent country" said Mr.. Mil
brey, sis perhaps not yet what it will be;
there is undeniably a most distressing
rawness where we might expect finish.
! Now in Chicago" he continued in a tone
| suitably hushed for the relation of occult
| phenomena, I'VE dined with a, person who
]
| fish, and entree, and for the remainder of
| the dinner-you may credit me or not
! he proffered claret of 1851 need hard
| ly remind you, the most delicate vintage
| of the latter half Of the century--and it
! was served frappe." There was genuine
emotion in the speakers VOICE. 1~~
| And papa nearly swooned when our
| host put cracked ice and two Jumps of
sugar into his own glass;
! ''Avice, dear!' demonstrated the father
In tone implying that some things
positively must not be mentioned at table.
| "Well, you shouldn't expect too much
| of those self-made men in Chicago" said
| Sheper.
eff they'd only make themselves as
we'll as they make their sausages and
| things" sighed Mr.. Milbrey.
| And the self-made man will tall,
shop" suggested Oldaker. He thinks
| you're dying to hear how he made the
first thousand Of himself" sH->.
"Still, those Chicago chaps learn quickly
enough when they settle in New York,
ventured one of the young men.
II knew a Chicago chap who lived eas
two years and went back not a half bac
Sort said the other. God help him now
tho; his father made him go back tt
work in a butcher shop or something O.
the Sort
BEST thing I ever heard about Chi
CdSO, Sdlu CllCle refer, a man IRON
your town told men once he had to sta.
in Chicago a year, and, says he. wen
out there New Yorker, and I went home
an American he says The old maj
completed this anecdote in tones that wer,
slightly infamed.
How extremely typical!'' said Mrs
Milbrey. "Truly the west is the place o
unspoiled Americanisnl and the great un
spent forces; your are quite right, MI
Bines."
'Think of all the unspent forces bacl
in that silver mine,' remarked Miss Mil
brey with q, patent effort to be significant
my perverse child delights to pose a
a sordid young woman the fond mothe
explained to Percival, "yet no one can b
less so. and you. Mr.. ,Bines, 1 am sure
would be the last to suspect her of it,
saw in you at once those sterling quail
ties
Isn't it dreadfuly dark down in tha
sterling silver mine?' observed Miss Mil
brey. apropos of nothing. apparently. Will
her mother attacked a second chop tina
she had meant not to touch.
/ Here's hoping we'N soon be back j
Gods own country said Oldaker, ra isin
his glass. .--
i. Hear, heart" cried Uncle Peter. an
drained his glass eargerly as they dram
e the toast. Whereat they all laughed an
/. Mrs. Drelmer said. What a dear, livel
: wit. for an old gentleman.
E / "Oldaller," said Shepler. ''has reall
: been the worst sufferer. This is his frs
r trip west." E.. g.
: ;; Beg pardon. shepler I was west a
' far as Buffalo-let me see-in 1878 or 10.
Dear me! is that so?" queried Unc
Il Peter, Il got east as fur as Cheyenr
It that same year. We nearly run into eac
y y other. didn't we?" -.sz-
e Shepler@ grinned again. -.. ~ r.
). "Oldaker found a man from New Yor
n on the train the other day. up in one
the ernigrant cars He was truck drive
& and he looked it and talked it, but Oldak,
t. stuck by him all the. afternoon
), well. he'd left the old town thr,
>. weeks after I had. and he'd been boz
y there the same year l was-in the Mint
IS ward-and he remembered as we'll as
z did the day Barnum's museum burned
II Broadway and Ann liked to hear hi
/ talk. Why. it was a treat just to he;
!" him say Broadway and Twenty thil
i. street, or Madison square or City He
ID park The poor devil had consumptio
/ too, and probably he'll never see the
ss again. | don't know if I shall ever .ha,
it. but I'd never leave the old town as
was doing
That's like Billy Brue,'' said ENC
Peter. Billy loves faro bank lest as tn
gentleman loves New York VIII,
+ he gets a, roll he has to play One tin
he landed in Pocatello when there war
but One game in town. Billy found
and started in. A friend saw him the
and called him out. Billy, says he, .ca
% . In and come out; that's a brace gam
= Sure says Billy. Sure says the fellt
rs All right, says Billy. much obliged +
putin me on And he started out loo
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