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EVERYTHING COMES TO HIM WHO WAITS
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for some attention, while his thin, nervous wife fumed and fussed with the menu.
"Here," she called sharply, as Cud hurried by with two plates of steaming soup, "we've been waiting a good deal longer than those people ! Give me that soup ! ' '
"Surest thing ye know," retorted Cud amiably, depositing the soup before the irate woman, regardless of glowering looks from the next table.
waiter. "Dont you never read the papers? The Drummers' Union has declared again tips. There aint a drummer tipped nobody in this place since January first."
"Then you just watch me!" declared Cud. "If they're givin' me nothin', they'll git their money's worth!"
The next drummer whom Cud approached gave a sudden start and a sharp exclamation. Some hot soup
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CUDS IRE IS AROUSED
"What will ye be afther havm' next?"
He hurried away with the order, running into the kitchen with an armful of dishes, his mind confusedly struggling with the problem of keeping five orders straight.
"Oi've got four drummers at wan table, and a woman with a temper at another," he remarked to the cook. "The drummers '11 give me a good tip, if they're pleased; the woman '11 give me thunder and Hghtnin', if she aint. 'Tis between the divvle and the deep blue sea I am!"
"Tip nothin'!" drawled another
had been slopped upon his hand by the zealous waiter. "Sure, accidents will happen," wTas the wily Cud's apology, even as he spilled some icy water down another drummer's neck. After this pleasing interlude the drummers finished their soup and wraited long for the next course. Cud was devoting himself to the nervous lady and her placid spouse. In vain did the knights of the road gesticulate, rap upon the table, and call vigorously. Cud remained calm, oblivious to their distress, until they appealed to the head waiter. Then, receiving that dignitary's remarks with due