The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1909-08-19
4 COSMOPOL|TE
IN A CAFE,
An Incident That Proves All Men
Have Patriotism.
BY o. HENRY.
copyright. 1906, by Mcclure. Phillips &

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At midnight the cafe was crowded.
BY some chance the little table at
which sat had escaped the eye Of in
comers, and two vacant chairs at 1t
extended their arms with yenal hos
pitality to the influx of patrons.
And then cosmopolite sat in one OF
them, and | was glad, for held
theory that since Adam no true citizen
Of the world has existed. We hear Of
them. and we see foreign labels on
much luggage. but we find travellers
instead OF cosmopolites.
invoke your consideration Of the
scene-the marble topped tables, the
range of leather upholstered wall
seats. the gay company, the ladies
dressed In demi-state toilets, speaking
in an exquisite visible chorus Of taste,
economy, opulence or art; the sedulous
and largess loving garcons. the music
wisely catering to all with It's raids
upon the composers; the melange OF
talk and laNghter-and, IL you will,
the Wurzburger in the tall glass
cones that bend to your lips as ripe
cherry sways on its branch to the
beak of a robber jay. l was told by
sculptor from Mauch Chunk that the
scene was truly Partisan.
My cosmopolite was named E. Rush
more Coglan, and he will be heard
from next summer at Coney Island.
He is to establish a new attraction"
there, he informed me, offering kingly
diversion. And then his conversation
rang along parallels Of latitude and
longitude. He took the great round
world in his hand, so to speak, famil-
iarly. contemptuously, and 1t seemed
no larger than the seed Of maraschi.
no cherry In 4 table d'hote grapefruit.
He spoke disrespectfully Of the equa-
tor, he skipped from continent to con-
tinent, he derided the zones, he mop
ped up the high seas with his napkin.
With a wave Of his hand he would
speak Of a certain bazaar In Haidara-
bad. Whiff. He would have you ON
skees In Lapland. Zip! Now you rode
the breakers with the Kanakas at Kea-
laikahiki Presto' He dragged you
through an Arkansas post oak swamp.
let you dry for a moment on the alkali
plains of his Idaho ranch, then whlrl-
ed you into the society Of Viennese
archdukes. Anon he would be telling
you of cold he acquired In Chicago
lake breeze and how old Escamila
cured 1t In Buenos Aires with hot
infusion of the chuchula weed. You
would have addressed a letter to 'E.
Rushmore Coglan, ESQ, the Earth.
Solar System. the Universe" and have
mailed 1t. feeling confident that 1t
would be delivered to him.
was sure that l had found at last
the one true cosmopolite since Adam.
and l listened to his worldwide dis
course fearful lest should discover In
1t the local note of the mere globe
trotter. But his opinions never flut-
tered or dropped. He was as impartial
to cities, countries and continents as
the winds or gravitation.
And as Il. Rushmore Coglan prattled
Of this little planet / thought with
glee of a great almost cosmopolite who
wrote for the whole world and dedf-
Gated himself to Bombay. In a poem
he has to say that there are pride and
rivalry between the cities of the
earth and that "the men that breed
from them. they traffic up and down,
but cling to their cities hem as child
to the mothers gown And when.
ever they walk "by roaring streets un-
known" they remember their native
city, "most faithful, foolish, fond, max
ing her mere breathed name their
bond upon their bond'' And my glee