The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-07-09
Said the omnibus:

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~There's about forty Of these restaurants
all over New York, and we works aroune
from one to another Of them until wer'
blacklisted, which Is when we stay OUT voc
often of Monday or when the goils
caught going home with a couple OF dozer
small steaks.
Here it is of a Monday morning. III
breakfast, and the first shift OF US Is al
breakfast, out in the dining room, having
half an hour and ordering anything we
want, except lamb chops.
"Us lads Is at one table and over the aisle
are the COILS telling all how their fellerf
blew them of down to Coney or Hooka'
way. But No. 10 and No. amt talking
this way. Not them!
NO. 10 is Zig and black looking and a
pretty goodnatured goil. She's NICE nut
murderous looking. No. is oatty walt
ress; give you dab with sharp claws
and run away; rub against you and purr
but only when she wants something on
you.
-'Fellers be damnl says No. 10. You
think I'd marry any hasher and then 60
out and work for him the rest OF my lhef
got my eye out for ioh old buck!
s'oh' my, How you talkp says No. 7.
like she's shocked but all tho time her eye
is creeping down the table to SEQ Is there
any old buck there for his rolls and oonee'
I'm out plump and plain with III. says
No. TO- oh, no, you wouldn't eeVen'
Just give you the chance only! And you
needn't he casting your eye like that. be.
cause was there rich old buck here Ia
Of had him spotted the minute he come IN.
Sure. don't blame your says the
silver woman. who amt got no neat white
waist on and feels awful inferior. It's the
old lads is kindest to their wives. and any
thing nice and young can twist them OLD
bucks around their fingers'
.The hell rings and the half hour is over.
There's a pretty good breakfast rush on
and the cook Is cussing and yelling at the
coils, and II the COILS wasn't yelled at they'd
swipe each others orders. crazy for tip
bv getting to their customers fast enough.
'@Rut. With all their hustling, Number
Ten and Number Seven got their eyes open,
and, II there's any rich old bucks coming m
them rich old bucks 10 sure % 10, oe spo.teI
~. Ma White coat and puts on q jumper
:" 90 polishing brass for living.
Number Ton has been sway ,powdering
thing fierce. to ssy nothing o. me IN l1p Sr
they takes With their eyenroIls =, An sns na
seysns Sse olId and fat and orders boiled eggs
and ia particular they must be cooked two
minutes and casts fat eye after seven,
Ehoh she t .a ssre s1s E. 'nI ror. n'r
THAT Coil Seven is dead crazy for the
tins and don't pay her rent and cheats her
iandladyr says Ten. still squirming In NOR
tai an euish. at the good thing she lost while
she was adjusting her complexion.
hd but ,S ssT eoes back to tho old sd shs
riyee a little dab here at the table and ain 7
satisAed there with the catsup bottle and
hoyers over to SEQ 10 there something else
wants fixing, and, II the old buck will only
say something foist. she'll let loose her
Two minutes exactly7 asks the old
.'oh, yes, it Is lovely day says Seven:
oh, pardon mo! Yes, the eggs y cooked
exactly two minutes, because ! stayed TO
watch them. Wouldnt you IKE me 70
Mr.. Emerson who has the store over the
way? Oh, pardon me. but Thought your
face was familiar
And she breaks the eggs for him and Is
so attentive he gives one sigh OF content
from Ten that she has to run downstairs
and kick bag Of potatoes.
am have a cup Of Coffee says the old
.Was ever to Coney Island3 says Seven.
oh. pardon me, but thought you asked
was I ever down to Coney Island. Yes. l
was down there last Sunday with my gentle.
man friend. Was you ever in bathing!
Oh, I'm sure 1t would he good Tor you!
NV! We went down the bump the bumps,
and l was 80 scared / holleredv
And the old lad amt in no rush for his
coffee, but is sitting with his arm over the
back of his chair quite enjoying all this
elevating conversation.
"No hurry!' he says. You might bring
the coffee, so as to let it cool bit, though;
And she gives him a smile and comes back
with a smile and stands lowering over him.
The old lad amt much Of talker, but
she says:
TaOh. nv! She's sure he's married man!
Now, amt he? But that's best for every
man, because the noblest work OF woman
Is to make some good man happy.
"'Well, good-by!' says the old buck.
DO you work here REGULAR
ayes, I work here steady, says Seven;
and with them smiles she gives him, which
is worth the price OF one egg, anyway, he's
had breakfast worth the money and goes
away with contentment oozing out all over
"You bold thing!' says Ten.
But Seven just gives another smile, only
this one amt so pleasant to look ".
aTtbs ANNA TINA IN the aftarnOon when the