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Show utL.iniiiiiiJiiriirim in -- GETS BREAKFAST BY TRICK. Hw the Seed Individual Did the Rsa taurartt Out of a Good Feed. The man was a trifle "seedy," but till looked fairly respectable, and the two boys who came with blm Into the restaurant even more so. The waiter with a tip In prospoct wa very civil and took his order for- sausages and buckwheats, to be followed (for the man) by coffee and cognac. While the lads filled MP the man; sipped his beverages In abstracted. silence, and then called for a cigar. ' As he handled the cigar a 20-cent l'erfecto and fumbled for a match, a thought seemed suddenly to strike him. "How Is It, waiter," he asked, "do you people allow smoking?" "Well, no, sir," said the waiter obsequiously, ob-sequiously, "you see, sir, it's getting oa toward noon, and ladles may drop In" "Just so, Just so," said the man, hastily; "that's alt right, of course; I wouldn't havo yoij relax a rule on my account, but I must have a smoke; my doctor tells me to smoke regularly after meals. You see, I have a cruel nervous disorder. Now, boys, you stay and finish your buckwheats, and I'll step outBlde. When the boys are through, waiter, Just tap on the window." win-dow." The boys finished their cakes. The waiter tapped as he had been directed. Five minutes or so passed, and the waiter, a little uneasy, poked his head out of the door. There was no sign of the man up or down tho street. Then he fetched the proprietor. "Well, boys," said' he, pleasantly, "haye you had a good breakfast?" "Bully," they answered promptly. "And how soon do you expect your father back?" "Who? that man? He ain't our father. Wo thought he ownod this place. Ho asked us didn't we want I some buckwheats, and we said, yes, we did, and he fetched us In." |