CHAPTER XIX.

RESTAURANTS.

Thousands of persons, sometimes entire families, live in rooms, and

either take their meals at restaurants, or have them sent to them. This

has become so common now that it ceases to attract attention in the

city, but strangers are struck with it, and are quick to notice the bad

effects of it.

Living at restaurants begets irregularity in the meal hours, and thus

promotes bad health; and the absence of the restraints which the table

of a family at home, or even the public board of a hotel, imposes, is

the beginning of a looseness of manners, which is generally sure to be

followed by a similar defect in morals. The cooking, at the majority of

restaurants, is unhealthy, and intoxicating liquors are sold, to an

extraordinary extent, as a part of the bill of fare.

The principal up-town restaurants are largely patronized by the

disreputable classes. Women of the town go there to pick up custom, and

men to find such companions. Women of good social position do not

hesitate to meet their lovers at such places, for there is a great deal

of truth in the old adage which tells us "there's no place so private

as a crowded hall." A quiet, but close observer will frequently see a

nod, or a smile, or a meaning glance pass between most respectable-

looking persons of opposite sexes, and will sometimes see a note slyly

sent by a waiter, or dropped adroitly into the hand of the woman as the

man passes out. Some of these nominally respectable places are so

largely patronized by this class, that a virtuous woman is in constant

danger of being insulted should she chance to enter one of them.

THE BITER BITTEN.

Restaurants, like hotels, are the object of the constant attention of

swindlers, though the operations are conducted on a smaller scale. Some

of these persons are nominally respectable.

A bank clerk, with a fair salary and respectable connections, was in

the habit of patronizing a fashionable restaurant, partaking of

sumptuous lunches and dinners, and evading _full_ payment, under

pretence that he had forgotten his pocket-book, or had omitted, in the

hurry of business, to provide himself with small change, etc. Thus, if

his check called for one dollar he would pay sixty cents, but

invariably forgot upon the next, or any succeeding day, to 'settle' the

balance due of forty cents. This 'little game,' so profitable to

himself, was carried on for some time triumphantly, but retribution

came at last, and unexpectedly and very cleverly. The clerk, seeing how

matters stood, commenced to keep an account on a piece of paper of the

sums due and sums _paid_ on each successive day at his establishment by

this ingenious customer, and on one occasion, when the bank clerk had

deposited his check for one dollar and a quarter and a ten dollar note

in payment upon the counter (as he wished on this particular occasion

to procure some small change for his own purposes), the clerk quietly

took the note and then handed out two dollars and twenty cents in

change. 'There must be some mistake,' said the bank clerk. 'Oh! none at

all.' said the cashier. 'Did I not hand you a ten dollar note?' 'You

did, sir.' 'And did not my check call for one dollar and a quarter?'

'It did, sir.' 'Then where is my change?' asked the bank clerk. 'It is

_there_, sir' replied the cashier, pointing to a piece of paper which

he handed to the astonished bank clerk. 'What is this paper?' 'It is

your account.' '_My_ account!' 'Yes, sir, you will find it correct in

every particular,' said the cashier; 'I will go over the items with

you. On such and such a day your check called for such and such a sum;

you paid only so and so, leaving such and such balance. The next day

you ordered so and so, only paid so much, and left, of course, you see,

this balance. Altogether, sir, you owe the establishment, as back

balances due for food and liquors, up to date, just seven dollars and a

half. I have taken out this amount, and you will find the change

correct.'

"Words were useless--the bank clerk was outwitted, and left in disgust,

and from that day to this has never set foot inside of that restaurant

again."

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