xactly cotton to elevators anyhow, but when they
drop you like a steer falling over a cliff, why it'll be walk the
stairs for mine, after this. It sure will."

"Guess you're from out West, ain't you?"

"That's what I am, and it's a mighty good place. Say, that trip sure
made me dizzy."

Indeed there is a curious feeling about being dropped twenty stories in
a swift elevator, and Roy might well be excused for his sensation.

However, he soon recovered himself, and, as it was noon time, and he
had a good appetite, he looked about for a place to get something to
eat.

He noticed a small restaurant nearby, and went in.

Instead of seeing tables set out in the place, he beheld rows of
chairs, with one arm made very large, so that it served as a shelf on
which to place plates, cups and saucers. In fact it was a chair and
table combined.

He saw men eating, and others hurrying to and fro, so he took a vacant
place, and sat there, expecting a waiter to come to him and take his
order. He remained there for some time, noting that the men seated in
a row on either side of him, were busy with their food, but no
attendant came to him.

"This is queer," thought the boy. "The waiters must be terribly busy.
They don't keep you waiting like this at my hotel."

Finally a man, seeing that Roy was a stranger, spoke to him, saying:

"You have to wait on yourself here."

"Wait on yourself?"

"Yes. You go up to that counter over there," pointing to it, "and take
whatever you want. You'll find plates, knives, forks and so on. Then,
if you want coffee, you take a cup, go to that counter, where the man
stands, and he'll draw a cup for you."

"Thanks," replied Roy, proceeding to put these directions into use.
Then for the first time he noticed that the other patrons of the
restaurant were doing the same thing.

Roy helped himself to some sandwiches, crullers, a piece of cheese and
some pie.

"I wonder who I pay?" he thought, as he saw no one behind the food
counter to take any money. "Guess it must be the man at the coffee
urn."

He carried his food to a chair, placing it on the broad arm. Then he
went back for a cup of coffee.

"I got some grub back there," he said to the man. "What's the damage?"

"Pay the girl at the desk when you go out," replied the man shortly
without looking around. "Tell her what you had, and she'll tell you
how much it is."

"Well, isn't that the limit," exclaimed Roy, half to himsel