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Show DINING WITH A COWBOY. A Nuvel Experience Out In Eastern Nevada. Loaves trODi J . M's Journal. 1 I was sitting at a small table in a restaurant out in Nevada in 1SS9. The peculiar ring and dragging of spurs apprised me of the approach of a cowboy. Directly an enormous enor-mous hat, a jacket, shaps and spurs, dropped down carelessly into a seat on the opposite side of the table, and I realized that I was doomed to eat dinner with a Nevada Neva-da cowboy. He gazed wildly round, yanked off his hat and flung it under the table; then settled down in his chair, shoving his feet over and fastening them in the rounds of my chair, said with a sigh of comfort: com-fort: "By gall, pard, this are comfort, com-fort, aren't it?" "Yes," I answered mechanically, hoping he would soon free my chair. A waiter presently appeared and handed him a bill of fare, when he answered contemptuously: "Ob, come off none of your funny business; bring me a bang-up chew like this kid's got there," he said, pointing at me, and then added: "Bring a big bowl of bread and milk, too." The waiter seemed to be used to such customers and went away, directly returning with a firBt-class firBt-class dinner. Everything went on quietly for a few minutes, when it seems that the cowboy had eaten all his potatoes pota-toes and had spied mine. Swinging his arm in a semi-circle above the table, he brought it down and, with the aid of his knife, scooped my dish of potatoes across the table and emptied the entire lot into his plate, saying: ''Gall darned if them hain't good, hain't they pard?" and he tapped me affectionately on the shins with his spurs. "I am sure I do not know," I replied re-plied coldly, "as I have not tasted them yet." He nodded approvingly and went on eating with prodigious satisfaction, not taking the hint at all. "Say, kid, what is them?1' he asked, after finishing my potatoes, and at the same time holding up a dish of scrambled eggs. "I'll swim it with cream and sugar and if she hain't good, well, I wunt hav' to down 'er. will I? It's a funny lookin' critter, but here goes." He swallowed it in about three gulps and cast bis eagle eye over toward my plate of egs, which I moved out of arm's reach. Only a short time had elapsed, when I noticed him going through all his pockets, as if in search of some missing article. Suddenly his eye rested on me and his face i m l n ed i ately b r i g 1 1 ten ed . PI an t-iug t-iug his loose foot on the floor, he made a move with the other which extricated it from my chair, hut which came nearly upsetting mc. Then he rose up and leaning over tiie table plucked the napkin from my breast with ins ioi k, saying: i ve losi my 'kerchief, son, so let nie try your'n till y'u want to use'er," and he deliberately wiped his nose with my napkin while I bolted out of a back door to throw up Jonah. |