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Show Mr. Ingall Order Dinnar. ChicaKo Tribune. Then the senator took the menu card, held it before him as a churchman would hold his prayer book, looked it over, and answered in a voice which reached the ears of an alliance man acress the dining room, "Ah, give me some roast beef, some baked beans, some corn bread and a glas of buttermilk." butter-milk." The waiter said there was not a drop of buttermilk in the house, and the senator replied: "Never mind, then any kind of milk you have," and then his eyes traveled around the room again, while he held up his hands before be-fore him and beat tho ends of his lingers lin-gers nervously. His hair was rumpled, his high collar was broken down in front, nnd his face had upon it a two day's growth of heard. |