Perth Amboy evening news., 1905-08-25
EATING BY PROXY.

Il pulled dOWn LHe leeu vi my iitS '
other day observed the cheerful ahe
communicative hobo on a shady pehci
lin Franklin square a few evenings ago
sI've been up and down the line 1or Z
hull hatful of moons, but the way go'
that sit-down was as queer an expert
ence as | ever had.
Il was padding through a little parl
up on the north side Of town, When .
tall, thin, sallow man, middle-aged
Igave me the greet: :
".Hello there said he to me. Hun
gry?'
"'Well,' l said back to him
I Just naturally hate to thlhH
of the things / could do rleh'
now to a slaughter house steah
the size of a vestibule mat-smothered
in onions, we'll say, with a tall stack Of
frizzled spuds to come, and a half kee
of Mocha and Java mixed
"sThink you could put all that away
hey?' said the sallow man, cycling me III
a peculiar way. Come on, then, ano
we'll see If we can't pad you out some
after leaving the meat market ne
led me into the basement way OF toppy-
looking house.
".Sit down and wait awhile and III
have you fixed up he said, leading me
into the basement dining-room.
Topped into the Morris by the window
and waited for things to happen. TINT
sallow man went out into the kitchei
and handed the steak to an old-1ash
Toned dinge with a mammy's cap ON he
wool.
"sBroil this steak, M'linda,' he SAT-
to the nanny, and broil it like yo'
know how to. And shake up a pannlkll
of fried potatoes. Cover the steak VIII
fried onions. Brew all the coffee you'V
got around the works. Make a COUP
of dozen Of those wheat mullins of yours
And get lively, Mlinda-T've got a maj
planted in the dining-room that know
how to eat
"The old black cook got busy in a min
ute. and the sallow man joined me in tn
dining-room, and we spelled alonl
while the eats were being fixed.
well, inside of just about half a
hour the old nanny, after spreadln
nice white cloths and silverware an
c~ute-looking china and cut glass thing
all over the table, brought that littl
snack in.
1.-THE steak weighed about three and
quarter pounds, and it was buried i
enough deep-brown Bermudas to NAL
four construction hands b%ughouse WI
Joy. The pan of mullins was a STILL
picture in oils. and every one of 'e
Ilooked-and t~asted-like it would flo
Din the air like spider webs. The frit
4potatoes had that old-gold tint that
fright. The coffee, a hull vat of it, WI
4 like your mother never ever heard c
much less knew how to make.
I" sit down. said the sallow man. WHIT
II was all set, 'and,getreal gay with 20
machinery =
"He didn't have to Goa me, either.
gave a yank at my sleeves, passed nj
the They're Off mutter, and then
proceeded to make that e~Xtemporaneo
banquet look like a last years birt
nest. | hadn't showed alongside such
tableau of fodder since the Russian sc
erals first hogan to talk about TAXI
their dinner in Toxic.
"Well, the boss of the plant Just S
there by the window, in his deep cha
and watched me make the feed look TO
ish. 1t didn't embarrass me a little
to have him do that, although
watched every mouthful l ate, The
was a hungry, sort o. reminiscent 10
in his eyes, as he studied my eati
curves. Every once in awhile he sho
his head sadly, and looked out of
window, and muttered something
himself.
after about th~ree-quarters of
hour | was all in, and SO was the fe
down to the last muffin and the fl
tricklings of the tub of coffee.
Had enough?' the sallow mar asl
me, as | wiped my chart with the
napkin.
"tI'm careoed down to the Plimi
line, much obliged to you,' saysI.
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