Evening star., 1924-11-09
THE SAUSAGE CHAPPIE
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/ give pain, but he felt he must be
honest
1T might" he said People give
their children all sorts of rummy
names"
! The head waiter began to drift up
| like bank of fog, and the sausage
chappie returned to his professional
duties. When he came back, bearing
the chop and potatoes, he was beam
! ing again.
Something else remembered" he
| said, removing the cover. I'm mar
ried"
Good Heaven
"At least. l was before the war.
and a Pekingese dog"
What was her name?"
II don't know"
| We'll, you're coming on" said
| Archie. You need only patience.
Everything comes to him who waits"
Archie sat up, electrified. II say. by
Jove, that's rather good-what?
| Everything comes to him who waits,
and you're a waiter-what, what? 1
| mean to say-whatw
"Mummie," said the child at the
| other table. still speculative do you
think something trod on his face?'
Hush. darling"
Perhaps it was bitten by some
! thing"
Eat your nice fish, darling" said
| the mother.
| \ RICHIE attacked his chop vigor-
ously. He felt stimulated Not
| even the advent of his father-in-law,
who came in few moments later and
| sat down at the other end of the
| room, could depress his spirits He
! champed his chop with an appetite.
The sausage chappie came to his
| table again.
IT'S funny thing" he said. Like
waking up after you've been asleep.
EVERYTHING seems to be getting clear.
The dogs name was Marie. My wifes
dog, you know. And she had mole
on her chin.
The dog?"
NO. My wife Little beast. She
| bit rne in the leg once
Your wife,"
! NO. The dog
Archie scanned the bill of fare.
| How about a chunk of French
pastry and a demi-t -tasse?" he said
Yes: l rather think that's what the
doctor ordered
Good heaven" said the sausage
| chappie
Archie looked up. The exclamation
| could hardly be intended for a COM
mentary on his choice of provender
! for the other, who always took a
| kindly and constructive interest in
| his meals, had himself suggested a
| bit of French pastry when bringing
! the chop. Some deeper emotion than
| disapproval was plainly working
within him. Archie followed his gaze
A couple OF tables away, next to
| sideboard on which the management
| exposed for view cold meats and pud-
dings and pies mentioned in volume
two of the bill of fare-Buffet Froid-
a. man and girl had just seated
| themselves. The man was stout and
| middle-aged. He bulged in prac-
tically every place in which man
can bulge. and his head was almost
| entirely free from hair. The girl
was young and pretty. Her eyes
| were blue. Her hair was brown. She
| had rather attractive little mole
on the left side of her chin.
Good heaven" said the sausage
chappie
"Now what" said Archie.
who's that: over at the table
there?"
Archie, through long attendance at
| the Cosmopolitan grill knew most of
the habitues by sight.
That's man named Gossett.
! James J. Gossett. He's d motion pic
| name around"
! Il don't mean him. Who's the girl?"
i've never seen her before
| It's my wife, said the sausage
chappie.
Your wife,"
| Yes"
"well, well. we'll said Archie
MANY happy returns of the day
| At the other table the girl. un-
| conscious Of the drama which was
about to enter her life. was cngrossed
| in conversation with the stout man.
And at this moment, the stout man
! leaned forward and patted her on
| the check.
1t was paternal pat-the pat
| which a genial uncle might bestow
| on a favorite niecc-but it did not
strike the sausage chappie in that
light. He had been advancing on the
| table at a fairly rapid pace, and now
he bounded forward with a hoarse
cry.
Archie was at some pains to eX-
plain to his father-in-law later that
| if the management left cold pies and
| things about all over the place. this
sort OF thinA was bound to happen
sooner or laver. He urged that it
was putting temptation in peoples
way and that Mr. Brewster had only
| himself to blame. Whatever the
rights Of the case. the Buffet Froid
| undoubtedly came in remarkably
! handy at this crisis in the sausage
chappies life. He had almost reached
| the sideboard when the stout man
| patted the girls cheek. and to seize
! huckleberry pie was with him the
| work of moment The next in