Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1905-08-26
The Grand Dukes Plight.
washington Start

| tie incident over in the big place, SAID
a New Yorker who had seen and still
sees, a lot of things.
"When the jocund jock with the red
Romanoff corpuscles seething thru his
system was diverting himself in New
York at the windup of his ealoric AM
erican tour from San Francisco east
ward he stopped at New York's main
| hyphenated hostelry.
HE was such a colossal hit with the
pink haired Panies and Patrices of the
extravaganza shows that he made 1t
his most important business to lose,
long before the conclusion of his joy
Gus evenings, his equerries and the
various other members of his entour-
age. He didn't need them, and he did
not want them. With his bevy of more
or less celestial choristers of the kilt
ed sex he would suddenly slip out OF
view of the surrounding members OF
his suite, and impressing the lrst cab
or auto in sight, make his escape
adown the glittering line to some 9th
err garish lobster palace His. de-
serted and chagrined attendants would
then repair dismally to the hyphenat-
ed hosiery to await their meal tickets
return.
This little habit of the ebullient and
bubblng duke was the occasion of
his putting In mean three quarters
of an hour in the middle OF the down
| town section OF New York one night.
"Folks who are real thick ana
chummy with the Romanoffs and other
royal birds are aware of the fact that
when one OF them Is on the move he
rarely or never carries any foubles
along with him in his clothing He or
ders everything that he wants, and a
good deal more, and when 1T Is all over
the first equerry,or doughbearer, moves
to the center and does the settling
"On the many occasions when this
particular simmering Slav. Boris. be-
came voluntarily separated from his
| staff he had. only to make himself
known at any of the crustacean cozy
corners to which he repaired, and 1t
was all right--he didn't need any coin,
THE creditors for la Newburg
things and the beady fluids Of Gaui
would simply send around to the ny
phenated hotel with their bills on the
following day, whereupon the mazuma-
distributor mischief would liquidate
the accounts without question.
con one night however, when the
volatile young man from the snowy
steppes eloped from his suite. carrying
with him some five languishing Lorelis
of the front row, his eyanishment put
him out on the limb, so TO speak. With
his coterie Of lifting queens he caused
himself to- be motored to Broadway
restaurant, we'll downtown, where the
cuisine and general excellence Of SER
vice are on far higher plane than the
politeness of the proprietor and mana-
ger Of the establishments When Boris
alighted at his palace with his quin-.
tet he told the chauffeur to wait out
side for him and his party.
"Then the gay dog Of duke and his
party went into the restaurant, where
they proceeded to push thru the menu
Of eatables and drinkables like a pack
of mine mules threading the drifts.
when, about two and half hours
later they had reduced the food and
wine cards to pulp, and were ready
to, move along again, UP toward the
great white light region. the duke bade
the garcon summon the manager OF
the restaurant.
1.-THE mana ger was, and is, a most
competent but grim individual of Cher
ry Hill antecedents, with face on
him that makes the countenance of
Chuck Corners look like Study by
Vatican. The manager appeared at
the dukes table.
"How much?' inquired the Roman
off, haughtily.
"'Hundred thirty;-six. seventy five,
replied the manager, with a pint-o'-
mixed countenance.
ever weel,' said the duke, rising.
Send your man to the Waldorf in zee
morning, and he will be pay-yes.'
I. Waldorf, nuttin', replied the man-
ager with the craggy chart. Get busy
wit de ready kales OATS me-
"The five violet-eyed ones with the
tossed around tresses looked alarmed
and began to kick each other under the
table.
".But / am Borees,' said the duke,
wearing as hot flush as race track
piker who had just been squnched by
"a naughty bookmaker for daring to of.
fera So note on to 2 shot in stake
race.
..Y'are hey?' growled the manager.
Well, dat don't bring youse nuttin'.
Who's Borees?'
zone Of the startled Patrices Of the
dukes party leaned over and tried to
whisper something to the manager OF
the restaurant, but she couldn't get by
with 1t, as it were. The manager lis
tened to her, but when she had finish
ed he shook his head.
".De Gran look Borees O. de Roos-
han empire, hey?' said the manager
out OF the left-hand corner of his face.
We'll. dat amt fadin' me t. de forest
none. / don't care If he's King Brian
Boru Wit a tara harp inteach mitt, he's
goin' t. make a quick skate t de center
O. de baize wit de spinach FIR wot him
an youse fairies has put away, or
devil be one O. de suddenest
stunts O. slat- Gavin around desc
woiks dat he ever got mex to. bin
tanned by hull lot O. desc phony
crowned heads Wit bum medals on
DER shirt fronts, dat try t poke me
de spin that it'll be all right at DER
hotels on the mex day. an de mex
Walter dat tries t. sling me a wing
dance like dat is due t. woik In de
wishwishain' plant back here till he
makes good. Dis Scandfhoolihans bill
is a hunnered thirty-six seventy five.
Dishwashers in dis plant pull down
twenty mont If he don't twist t. de
front wit de real cash quick. it's him
FIR. seven months trick diggin' de
grease out o. de panss an Wit a XII
vi collar aroun' his neck t. see dat he
don't drill f,r A.