The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-08-20
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he fled, to save his professional reputa-
ton, and another took his place. ms
continuous performance bothered Bill and
he called the head waiter.
'Old man. he said your boys aren't
on to their job. 1t makes me dizzy, this
trying to keep track Of our man You
ought to get niggers. They'll bear watch
ing, but they beat anything for waiting
on table. I used to have a niger in
Texas-a niger and a Chinaman. They
ran the shack, and, say, they were the
smoothest combination I ever saw
: II wish you could have seen that head
| waiter Bobby. He looked most unhappy.
His dignity was totte1ing to a fall, and
yet he wanted to stay and see the thing
| thru. Duty triumphed. He tore himself
| away. Our Texan was disappointed He
liked that head waiter-said he had an
expression a good deal like that Of a
friend of his who was shot in a little
cardtable difficulty last fall. Nothing
could make muscle of Jacks face quiv-
err he added.
"The head waiter being gone, he fin
ished his story for my benefit. The mig
ger and the Chnaman stole him blind.
| Bobby, but they certainly did make him
comfortable while they were doing it.
'"They would do Including
Bill. They fell over each other to wait
on him. Then. when he went away, they
worked harder, but Sam was smoother. The
| niger generally got there first, but the
| Chinaman was tlloro when he did arrive:
Bill had the finest driving horse in that
part Of the country. Sam used to hitch
up that horse the moment his masters
back was turned and take his dusky
damsels driving. John went one better.
He couldn't get the horse as often as Sam
did, but when he did get him he took the
horse and blackboard out to the darkey
camp meeting, two miles from town, and
hired them out at rs cents drive.
He was thrifty, that Chinaman.
hope you are interested Bobby"
Accordingly Interested 1t strikes me
that for once in a way a man is star
ring and you are only leading lady. It's
refreshing. Your plays aren't usually cast
that way
'Look at Bernhard in Roxane! I, too
can be noble. I dare say, tho, that she
thinks 'LAiglon' and Hamlet are
dramas greater than 'Cyrano.'
well, to go back to domestic affairs
In the shack. Bill finally got hot and
fired the whole shooting match That's
the way he put 1t.
After they had gone he said Z
found there wasn't much left. I hadn',
a stitch Of clothes except what I chancef
to be wearing. It was big luck that
happened to have on coat that day
Still, you ought to have niggers here
These gentlemen with sky-blue upper lips
don't know the game
'He was beautiful, Bobby. wanted
: to buy Him, SO that could take him ou1
and play with him whenever life grew
dull. One would need a strong box 70,
him between whites, tho.
Il smiled on hin-my very best smile.
Poor, lucky beggar,'' commented Bob
by, paradoxically.''
'i urged him on. I've never seen any.
thing so untrammeled SO sublinely un.
conscious as that Texan. He hadn't al
idea that he was attracting attention
: ] expected him to make breaks abou
the dinner. He didn't He took the
; weird French connections as calmly
as II his darkey and Chinaman hat
served them to him every day dowr
in the Texan shack. There wasnr
even touch of awkwardness about him
He would sit down at royal table will
cheerful unconcern I'm sure of it.
. Its fine, Bobby-that vigorous direc
manhood that looks, clear-eyed at life
, and sees only the realities. wonder II 1
takes broad horizons and broader freedom
/, to make such men. Do we raise then
) here, between brick WALSH"
I'VE breed the strength and the SINGER
: ity here sometimes-never the freedom,
t said the man who came often, and Name,
! missed the smile from his voice.
: There were times when the Bobb
9 whom she leased suddenly grew up an
made her feel very young and foolish. Sh
. never encouraged the pose, but In he
! heart she liked 1t. The normal woma
!. will look up to man, even If she has t
sit down In order to do 1t.
Still. being a woman, Nancy tackled, an
bore away from seriousness.
' 1--WE took him to the theater," she wen
! on lightly. He kept quiet while the cur
tain was UP, but between the acts he en-
+ tertafned every one within six rows OF us
j "He didn't rave over the star. Sh
y couldn't hold candle to me-in fact, h
! hadn't seen any one who could. II
!. thought I'd like Texas. The prettiest gil