Arizona republican. [volume] (Phoenix, Ariz.) 1890-1930, 1903-08-16
HERE AND THERE.

Around at the dairy lunchroom
where the brokers and bankers eat
their lunch after the meeting of the
local stock exchange, the student Of
gastronomics and of human nature
may pick up almost as many pointers
as he may at Mr.. Pages place in the
capitol when congress is in session.
He will learn. for instance, that the
spare man, not TO say hungry-looking,
always eats bread and milk to make
him fat. He has been doing this for
ten years, but is no fatter now than he
was at the time of the Venezuelan
panic. Cashier Flater. of the Riggs
bank, is one of these men built for
speed rather than for weight. Since
year that can't be remembered he has
always eaten bread and milk to make
him fat and has grown thinner year
by year. Secretary Booth, of the Con-
solidated Mining company, has a ro
tundity of person that is the envy of
all the mine stock specialists, who Tor
some reason unfathoma run to lean
ness. Mr.. Booth drinks two glasses of
iced coffee without milk or sugar every
day to reduce his weight, but it is
said that he adds half a pound week
regularly, nevertheless. President
Parker, of the Metropolitan bank,
makes a speciality of doughnuts. Mr..
Hibbs, the broker, partakes of a gra-
ham bread and tongue sandwich. Mr..
Howe, of the American Security and
Trust company, eats two pieces of pie,
one pumpkin or sweet potato, and one
apple or peach. His tipple is always a
mug of coffee with cream and no sugar.
MIR. Curriden. the Center Market COM
pany secretary, is an apple pie man,
too, but takes his with milk. Mr.
hampton, the real estate man. eats a
biscuit, buttered, a chocolate eclaire,
and a sandwich, always in the same or
der. He has no regularity about his
beverage however.
Chief Engineer Gillespie likes all
boys, and race distinction cuts no fig
ure with him. The other afternoon
about the closing hour he CHANGED to
look from his office at the war depart
ment just after a shower had passed
Down in the street. filled with pedes-
TRANS, he saw a, colored boy knocked
head over heels from his bicycle and
the bunch OF evening papers under his
The papers We're ruined as far as the
market was concerned. and no one
knew this better than the pickaninny
who had bought them. Gen. Gillespie
dispatched his messenger down to the !
street corner where the little waif |
stood. The messenger had been given |
enough money to reimburse the boy. |
The lad was handed a quarter in |
change, and told that Gen Gillespie |
done sent it." The boy replied that his
loss was not above IS cents. and gave
back a dime, with his thanks to the
man
A little three-year- girl saw fine
looking dog in Brookland, but he had
lost an eye. She said to the lady who
owned it: "Oh, my, your doggie has
got only one eye" Yes said the
lady. "a naughty boy threw stone at
him and tore the eye cut. The little
girl looked at the dog very earnestly
for moment and then said: My.
lady, how does he go to Sleep"
n lady employee of one of the govern
ment departments, who is spending
her vacation in the country at some
distance from drugstore or a doctor.
became indisposed, and wrote to A
friend in the CITY as follows please
end me By mai bottle Of liver tome.
y perhaps Jou could get your docto-
% give you something tor the liver.