Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1912-08-08
NEW VOL. 47-No. 80.
His One Square Meal.

Before the entrance to Boston reStau-
rant bakers delivery wagon had stop
ped. II was cart OF the usual sort, with
the interior filled with shelves for the
sliding trays that hold the pastry, and the
rear end closed by double doors. In it
was part Of the days supply of sweets
from the bakery, which is in another part
OF the city. The driver hung his reins
on the hook overhead. climbed down
from his seat, went round to the rear OF
the wagon, opened the doors, and draw
ing out trays, went into the restaurant.
Hardly had he disappeared when a Sec
ond cart belonging TO the same establish
ment drew up Immediately behind the
first one. This driver also got down,
opened the rear doors and carried in an
armful OF trays.
Both OF the horses were poor, ill-fed
beasts, and at first both LET their heads
droop in discouraged fashion. The one
in front saw nothing to lead him to change
this attitude, but upon the one behind a
new influence began to make itself felt.
His head was only few feet away from
the rear OF the cart in front, and the care
less driver had left the doors open. De-
lighttuI odors floated out.
The horse raised his tired old head and
began TO sniff. His ears pricked forward,
and he took step or two in advance.
He shifted again, and liked the sensation
better still. Two more steps carried his
head inside the cart.
When II came out, vanilla eclair was
protruding from his mouth, and he was
munching contentedy. A man who was
passing. saw, laughed, and stopped to
watch. One or two others heard the
laugh, looked, and also stopped.
Again the bony old head went into the
cart. This time two cream-cakes and
part OF chocolate eclair came out. The
little crowd began 10 cheer, and others,
hearing the noise, crossed the street to
see what the fun was all about.
Old Dobbin was making the most OF
his opportunity. Every time he dipped
into tray he got about half the contents,
and spoiled most OF the remainder. The
crowd was cheering him heartily.
"Go il. old boy u
"Have another. This Is on the house."
Whats the matter with the squash
pies 2"
"Help yourself 10 those doughnuts-
they're perfectly fresh"
The uproar seemed to surprise the old
horse, but not TO disconcert him or TO dis
tract him from the business In hand. He
would withdraw his head from the cart,
chewing calmly on a cream cake, and
with eyes that seemed to hold the Wis
dom of a Franklin, gaze calmly al the
noisy spectators as II TO say, "What is all
this excitement about 2 Can't a gentle-
man eat his breakfast without being stared
at ?"
But at last the noise and the growing
crowd attracted the attention Of the div-
er OF the wagon. He rushed out, pushed
his way through the crowd, saw the niin,
and with an angry shout, raised his arm
TO strike the old horse in the face. But
man who stood near enough leaned for
ward and caught the uplifted arm.
"Just moment, Bill" he said. Goats
are high, and so is hay; but ! reckon
they're cheaper than cream-cakes. Take
my advice and buy him scme."
The crowd yelled with delight. The
old horse looked blankly round, and
some OF the bystanders said they saw
him wink.