Part 10 (1/2)
”To the Manager of the ---- Company.
”I can highly recommend you to my hotel we get all the best troups our rates are as follows.
One man or one woman in one bed, $1.25.
Two men, or two women, or one man and one woman in one bed, $1.00.
And the hens lay every day.
”---- ----, Proprietor.”
Hanging in each room of the Freeman House at Paterson, N. J., there used to hang a neat little frame of ”House Rules.” Among these rules were the following:
”Towel Service will be restricted to one clean towel for each guest daily. The face towel of the previous day may (and should) be retained for hand use the following day.”
”Gentlemen will not be allowed to visit ladies in their sleeping rooms, nor ladies to visit gentlemen in their rooms _except under extenuating circ.u.mstances_.”
[Ill.u.s.tration: ”Why?”]
A little boy playing around the stage door of the Orpheum Theater in Kansas City spoke to me as I came out one afternoon.
”h.e.l.lo, Mister.”
”h.e.l.lo, young feller.”
”Do you work in there?”
”Yes.”
”Are you an actor?”
”Yes.”
”Why?”
And I couldn't tell him of a single reason.
A SOCIAL SESSION
_Being ”An Outsider's” Views of an Elks' Social Respectfully dedicated to Archie Boyd, a Real Elk._
Have you ever, when benighted In a strange town, been invited To a social of the B. P. O. of E.?
'Twas too early to be sleeping And the ”blues” were o'er you creeping And you wished that at home you could be.
But when once you got inside, Got to drifting with the tide Of Goodfellows.h.i.+p that seemed to fill the room; Was there not a better feeling That came softly o'er you stealing That seemed to send the sunlight through the gloom?
There is magic in those letters; Binding men in Friends.h.i.+p's fetters, Wondrous letters; B. P. O. of E.