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Harte, Bret, 1836-1902

"A Sappho of Green Springs"


When he knew a feller was very dry, he'd jest set the decanter afore
him, and managed to be called outer the room on bus'ness. Now, Bob
Rushbrook's about as white a man as that. He's jest the feller, who,
knowing you and me might feel kinder restrained about indulging our
appetites afore him, kinder drops out easy, and leaves us alone."
And she was impressed by an instinct that the speaker really felt the
delicacy he spoke of, and that it left no sense of inferiority behind.
The dinner, served in a large, brilliantly-lit saloon, that in floral
decoration and gilded columns suggested an ingenious blending of a
steamboat table d'hote and "harvest home," was perfect in its cuisine,
even if somewhat extravagant in its proportions.
"I should be glad to receive the salary that Rushbrook pays his chef,
and still happier to know how to earn it as fairly," said Somers to his
fair companion.
"But is his skill entirely appreciated here?" she asked.
"Perfectly," responded Somers.


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