The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1869-06-03
THE WATERS ON STRIKE.

The dinlng-r0oms OF the AstOr, st. Nicholas
Clarendon, and other hotels were Yesterday
scenes of numerous comic incidents The
walters struck for higher wages The proprie-
tors refused to pay the demand and employed
green hands ut the old prices. Many of the new
COmers had followed various outdoor callinus
and were evidently not posted in the mysteries
OF "a walters life. The orders of the guests
we're not always fulfilled to the letter though
the impromptuwaitersld did their best. The guests
of the different hotels were much amused at
these bunders, and laughingly remarked that it
was all right but tired travellers growled with
vengeance, and regarded their half-furnished
plates with looks of dismay
now SALAD DRESSING WAS FURNISHED.
At one of the tables young gentleman with a
purple ncCktc ordered plate of salad Dire ssing.
The waiter receiving the order had recently been
employed rs driver on the Third avenue cars.
lie took the order with some hesitation, and re-
turned with bowl of water-cresses, The young
man with the purple neCktie protested, and the
waiter departed and returned with dish of
string beans. The young man smiled, and said:-
This is not what l ordered, but it will do.
Hows your cecryy
Thirty dollars n month and found sir" was
the reply. 81 TUX the place of one of the
shtrikers, sir. They wanted thirty-iiye dollars
month
CUsTARD PIE AFTER SOUP.
German tailor who was desirous of chang
ing his business had charge of a long table. He
furnished each of his guests with soup, and then
brought on the custard pie with grand flourish.
tired traveller looked at the pie, and then
roarcd out,
Here, you-what's this ? want some roast
beef rare. Hurry up, for I've got to catch the
train at half-past g."
Two minutes afterwards the German tailor
whose head was bursting with orders, dropped
charlotte russo and plate of pickles in front of
the traveller who turned them over with his
fork, and again shouted Justify for roast beef.
SHOT IN THE NECK.
Akeeper of Bowery fruit stand was observed
| among the crowd of walters. He appeared as
awkward in his white apron as an organ
| grinders monkey in a new jacket. dignihed
old gentleman, accompanied by two sparkling
daughters, raised his finger, and the Bowery
boy slid to his side with the grace of a cart
| horse.
"a wine card" said the old gentleman.
The East-sider glanced at him in evident con-
! fusion, stood in a reflective attitude for ten
! seconds and then rushed to the walters dress
! ing-rOOm, where he had left his coat. In
minute nc reappcared before the astOnishcd
| guest with deck of greasy playing cards, which
! he tossed upon the table, accompanied by the
! words, "All right, my old coyey; fill your
| hand"
The head waiter here came to the rescue, as
certained that the stranger wished a bottle of
Carte dor, and sent it to the table, to be opened
| by the Bowery fruit dealer. Without waiting
| for it to cool, he knocked off the top with the
| edge of a china plate. In a second the old gen
| teman's bald head was shampooed with the
| frOth, and many little rivuets of champagne ran
| down MS Dack, ana only stopped III MS DOOtS.
| While the venerable stranger was wiping his
| neck and sputtering forth his indignatOn an
awkward waiter opposite popped champagne
cork in his eye, and drizZled the bottle over the
chignon of an English blonde.
wAsH-DIsH FOR A FINGER-BowL.
During the day two Englishmen, who had
| arrived on the Java, visited one of the hotels,
and sat down ut the dining-table. The soup was
| furnished in due style. IheneXt course was fish;
| and the waiter, who had been a car conductor,
| i'm 1rODnpd of
| nut pie in front of the BritOns. The Englshmen
! stared at one another, and then asked for the
bill of fare. The conductor, in fit of absence
! of mind, replied:-
Coin through? Seven cents to Harlem"
The Englishmen again looked at each other in
astonishment, growled at the popularity of Ame-
rcan customs, and called for the regular course
! This was served with a vengeance. "POtted
pigeons" were called for. The waiter brought
| the birds, but said that he couldn't find any pot
to put them in Pineapples accompanied roast
| turkey, boiled potatoes came with ice cream
| sponge cake hobnobbed with hash, turnips were
brought in with rice pudding, and chocolate cake
| appeared on the same dish with st. Louis ham.
The Englishmen were evidently surprised at the
culinary tastes of the Americans. but they kept
very quiet until the close of their dinner, when
they asked for iinger-bowls.
Car ConductOr-"What?'
First Bring us two finger
| bowls"
Second Englishman-"And two napkins"
Car Conductor-"What'sa a fnger-bowl?'
First Englishman-"Why, stupid, bowl to
wash our fingers in"
Second Englishman-'Ye and the towels are
to dry our hands"
The car conductor disappeared, and after a
long time, returned with two old-fashiOned tin
wash dishes, half-flled with Croton water, in
the centre of which were floating two bits of
CASTLE soap. He held them while the confused
Britons washed their hands, when he told them
to dry them on his apron, the towels were on
rollers, and could not be brought to the table.
HOW THE HOTEL PRoPRIETORs FELT.
| Tn the beginning of the strike Aleck and
| Redington, the amiable sons of Colonel Stetson,
of AstOr House fame, walked the halls in high
glee running their fingers through their hair,
and talking confidently of the abilities of their
new walters. Though the mistakes of the day
did not fully bear out their anticipatiOns, they
express themselves satisfied with the result and
seem confident that everything will be all right
this morning Thirteen of the old walters re-
main at the AstOr.
| In some of the hotels dinner was only served
through the aid of the porters, clerks, and cham
bermaids. At one or two of the hotels the pro
prietors donned white aprons and asserted theil
authority, well as contempt for strikes, by
themselves serving the guests.
The old walters positively assert that two
thirds of the new men will be so completely useC
up after yesterdays experience that they viii
fail to put in an appearance at all to-day.-N. I
Sun.
The NTausOIeum at FrOgmOre.