The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1904-11-19

This is the story of the doings of a
Topeka society man at the st. Louis
exposition and how his tender token OF
roses went astray.
This certain Topeka young man., who
would blush and stammer and be much
confused if his name were used. went
to st. Louis with a pocket full OF
that heart was pinned on his coat
sleeve ready for the plucking by a
dancing girl, a Tyrloean singer, a COS
sack dancer, a Filipino maiden or even
a plain every day St Louis girl II she
happened on the Pike.
There were three other young men
direct from Topeka with TINS young
man and the -four decided to give a
dinner, a real swell dinner, at the Ty-
rolean Alps to four formerly
of Topeka young men who are now To-
Gated in st. Louis.
This dinner was to be one long re-
membered by the four direct from and
the four formerly of Topeka and it was
to be remembered by the treasurer Of
the restaurant for the size of the bill
was to cut no figure. This wasn't n
dozen raw and a plate of slaW" at
fair. 1t was a swell" dinner.
The table selected was on the main
floor in a beautiful location not too far
from the chef and where a good view
OF the other tables could be had. The
Tyrloean Alp doomed cold and very
much papier mache in the distance ana
the snow capped peaks blended WelA
with the electric lights.
This Topeka young man, he with
his heart on his sleeve, was master OF
ceremonies and POSTMASTER OF the
dinner. The toastmaster did well and
the work of the master of ceremonies
was excellent until he spied, in the bal
cOny above a table and at this table
some girls with such eyes and such
hair and such lips and long dreamy
lashes and all that sort of thing.
NOW Wh6n a Oun MALL, even
though he be master of ceremonies
and POSTMASTER combined OF a dinner
for eight at four dollars a plate n
with good digestion, he isn't going to
get the full good n enjoyment out
of the salads and entrees if he knows
that by looking upward and toward a
balcony that he is going to look into
eyes of blue or yes of brown. And
then there may be a jeweled hand sup
porting the round dimpled chin be-
meath those eyes and those eye may
gaze SO wistfully. so intently, so thrill
ingly downward while he is gobbling
lobster salad The salad has just got
to wait a bit, that's all. If eyes of blue
or eyes of brown had looked intently
at Rudyard Kipling in far off India
without eve a falling night to come
between he would never have found
time to write "T've eaten your bread
and salt and drunk your water and
Wine" for he Just could not nave
eaten, and this Topeka young man
with his heart On his sleeve forgot the
dainty viands on the table befor him.
forgot the wonderful white napery
and the attentive waiter and he found
himself ~abstractedly time and again
casting sleeps eyes toward that ball
cony.
For he a chosen between them
and each time he locke after he had
decided his eyes sought the girl under
h big brown, leghorn hat; she of the
brown hair and eyes, and such a
dream of brown dress. Between every
81 : -s-I - $1,000
and finally the girl in brown looked at
him.
BY his time nearly everyone in the
big ~estaurant was watching the
girl in brown. It was such a splen-
didly perfect balcony scene. There
was Romeo, fair Romeo from Topeka,
on the ground and Juliet, lovely Juliet
were plenty of Alpine lasses and they
c Mgle beauty eaufy roses naa Fight in the shadow Of
those SnOW-capped mountains, for Amer
lean money. The young man from Topeka
beckoned an Alpine fairy to him, paid for
a dozen of the largest American beauties
in stock and directed her to take them to
lass had but to follow the glance of this
Topeka Romeo to know which table he
and soon was on the balcony with the
dozen big, red roses. making her way to-
ward the table as directed.
But before she reached the balcony the
girl in brown and her companions had left
the table and when the Alpine lass reach
ed the table per directions she pumped
the dozen American beauties down on the
table between two old ladies, who had
succeeded the girl in brown and her COM
panions at the table, and there were the
dozen American beauties on the table be-
tween the two old ladies, one with an ear
trumpet and the other with hair as white
as the snow on the Alpine peaks, and the
IN taxing AKIN ~ Complete phs ea charge Of the her roses ae III
And all this happened before the gaze
of more than a hundred people at the
tables in the Tyrolean Alps restaurant,
and the laughed when the Topeka Ro-
meo. after one look at the balcony, the
old lady, the ear trumpet and the roses,
fled amid nhe laughs of his seven fellow
panqueters and the hundred stranger
guests.