The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-03-26

English, and her Bon soir, Monsieur"
and her Bon soir, Madame Another
is the marvellous cleanliness Of the shining
kitchen, with its pots and pans hung all In
a row. Still another Is the excellence OF
the cooking. done in full view by Monsieur,
who at one time occupied the proud post
Of chef at great uptown hotel. Still
another is Henriette.
The little waitress is in a fair way to be
$40 led, II the truth must he known, by
much pctting and multitude Of tips.
The cafe Is conducted in the dining rooms
on the basement floor in winter. but in
the spring, summer and fall one cats
hilariously in the back yard under the
Ninth ward tree,
No music, slow OF otherwise, but the
rhythmical walking. walking Of the black
cat on the fence, the chirp OF tn canary,
the hum Of voices, the little candles flicker
ing at each table.
Il is very pleasant, many think, TO dine
out there under that Ninth ward tree.
That many Of Madame's patrons should
prefer to dine out Of doors is not 80 wonder
ful, con}idsring that the majority Of them
are Of French extraction, but tho marvellous
thing Is to soc New Workers swarm there
artists, writer's, mu'icisn', curious, long
haired. large uccl,tiod people whom Madame
T. proud to point out as the painter Of this
or that great picture or the writer OF that
book
II matters not to Madame II the picture
has failed 10 sell OF the book lies dust laden
on the shelves Of second hand bookstores.
She never inquiries. Her celebrities are
her celebrities. That Is all.
And they In turn dnnce attendance upon
her soir6es. They have dined all winter
In the basement in close vicinity to the
shining htc1cn. and arr now anticipating
the glorious occasion upon which they shall
renew tho fcztivitio' Of the back yard. They
viii perhaps. before tho weather has con-
cludod 70 remain stationary, dine beneath
the drip Of the Ninth ward tree all wrapped
IN ovrrcoats and furs, but they viii dine with
smiling faces and cheery hearts.
Oine. waited UPON by Madam, by Mon
sieur Raymond Of the some time feet foot,
tho some time tagging, and Henriette Of
the white embroidered apron and the big
blue bow--itne. waiting patiently, longing
a little porchance meantime for tho moment
wien the cightoen-months-old baby boy
shall have grown 10 proportions sufiolent
o. enable hin 10 wait upon the table, too.
Three hours one sits waiting, the long
waits enrendcring a hunger which would
consume the table cloth. which would upon
occasion barely refrain from sparing the
Chandoli' rs, and yet ono does Il + nuingly
Tho T,ts Of huttce served b'n n such
smallnos- that some take pat or two along
n the pocket from the corner grocery for
rep."ni,iing. InAni.csimal relishes In the
shape Of one sardtne or the half Of a to-
mato arc servod, and yet one stands pa
ticntly waiting a vacant place In hall or on
tho outside, II necessary, consumed with the
desire 10 mas ticatc tomato and sardine.
Once seated, the eye falls on Hennette.
Her apron Is graspei by the strings az she
nies by, bearing tbs big silver cohec pot
For the love OF heaven, is cried, bring
us something 20 eaN We are starving
'Oh, you won't s:arve, she laughs.
looking back over her shoulder in her mad
flight, and somehow this confident nsscr-
ton Of hers serves 10 keep he in the body