Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-05-28
CHAPTER vi.
4 Festive Scene.

4 Festive SCENE.
rs everything all right, sir?" ASKED
the square faced waiter az he
carefully turned the points Of
the pie away from his two din
err and placed their after dinner co6es
cups on the wrong side Of than.
]. Rufus Wallngford had endured
In the silsncs Of helpless despair until
now, but this inquiry was adding In
suit to injury. Taxing 1t all in
lump" he observed with forced calm
mess, "eonsidsring It in bulk and In
detail, food, price and service. am
compelled to admit that the salt is
>kood. don't remember ever tasting
better salt"
The waiter thoughtfully wiped his
thumb Its the truth about the salt"
he admitted. would you like little
more Of It. sirT and he grinned with
keen satisfaction. "I'm going right
down to the Kitchen and tell that dago
chef what you said. It's as good as q
20 per cent tip to me to explain a
message IKE that to a wop."
Wallingford frowned at the walters
luxurhnt presumption, for the dinner
had put him in 4 bad humor. "You
have lot Of unfettered conversat ion,"
he chided. ''You should be more care.
ful. Ny friend here is the famous
vittoseo Natteo. You've probably
heard Of him. Chef to, King EN-
manuel Of Italy, you know"
The Amasican waiter tried to throw.
some respect into the glance he cast
on the black haired and black mus
tached Blackie Daw. but the attempt
was . distinct failure. TN rub that
in on Umberto." he decided
Bring mo the check" ordered Wal.
linsfosd YEARLY. az the man strobe
away to make Q wry face into his
demitasse. Lets jump this town."
be suggested.
Blackie Daw. impelled by the ever
lasting spirit Of perversity. held his
cup dainttly and slipped at its thick
contents 10 II 1t were nectar. "Your
liver must be awful bad. JIM" he
.ompaasipoately stated Myself, I'm
the president Of the Boosters club for
his pleasant little burg. never saw
such q nne collection Of factory
chimneya, and you know what that
meanA~
"rll ten you about It." offered Wal
lingford, sim glumly. 1T means that
this - The original home Of the little
Willie weisenheimers. 1t means that
this town n full Of earnest, hardwork-
ing miI1ionairee who drink champagne
in their overalls. but whom you
couldn't separate from dollar unless
you picked them OF It. piece By piece"
They had taken dinner rather EARL.
er than the usual hour. and 40 they
walked out through the lobby the
parlors began to be filed With the To-
cal society leaders. large. jelly-iike Ia
dies affixed In low necked gowns and
plenty OF spSngles and accompanied
BY gentlemen in expansive shirt fronts
and high hats.
whats the Junction. asked Wal
lingford a. he went to the desk for bis
key.
Opening night Of the grand opera
season: three pights and q matinee. "
explained the clerk. Carmen, II
Trovatore.' Faust and 'Tannhauser.'
DON'T think you can get seat for to-
night; rs Carmen"
.sWe canwalk over to the Grand OPP
era House and watch tho rich folks
go IN. anyhow" redgnedly decided
Blackis. 'sYou have shiny dressers
here"
.Nsw York hasn't anything on u.s."
confidently maintained the clerk. who
was nattvo con. I'VE have the mon
ey and the duds and tho good lockers
to wear them. Why, last winter at the
opening Of the opera season Billy Dud-
ley Of the Morning Defender counted
B27 dreDs suits and eleven tuxedos, and
eight Of tho tuxedos were worn BY
strangsEs.*
II get IT." approved wallingford "A
pair Of white gloves went with every
dress suit.s
he PAUSED with Blackie at the cigar
stand. A wen fed boxing little man
whom they hsd noticed in the dining
room Stopped mp 10 them and, tipping
bis hat. rsmarked b Bhckie:
Il bsg pardon, Oh. but am given TO
understand that yea are quite q distin-
guiahed eha&"
Wallingfbed gased ut him in pespaex-
I'll. He vas plump bodied and plump
faced. he'd . spg4nkling Of iron gray
In his hoaek hair and woee his neat
cloehfng With the ease an grace Of q
po,iUhsd man Of IL world. In his cor.
rect and mellow spssch there was