The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1879-03-15

to see the Midgets. 1.-THE Midgets, the
Midgets, she repeated reilectively, ''besn
( to see the Midgets: why of course not
they never called on me-
VII.
/ 1t is a difficult thing in Washington TO
secure servants who know how TO wait
upon dinner party, aud at such entertain
ments incidents which greatly embarrass
the host frequently occur. The other
evening Frank Richardson, a well-known
journalist, who is famous here for his hos
pitality aud the perfect appointment of his
dinner-table, gave a little entertainment
which he intended should be particularly
we'll conducted. To make assurance dou-
bly, sure, he engaged especially for the oc-
casion colored waiter, who came with the
recommendation that he had for long
time been employed by the British Minister
and other well-known dinner-giyers.--
Among other wines were TO be served was
rare old white Burgundy, which had been
in bottles for \ number of years, and which
required to be handled with great care. In
regard to the serving Of this wine the
waiter received the mast specific instruc-
tious, which he promised faithfully to carry
out. The dinner commenced, and all went
we'll up TO the time for the serving of the
lie in question. At this point, however,
and even while the young host was con-
graduating himself upon the evident en-
joyment Of his guests, two of them dis
tinguished Senator'S and anticipating with
much inward satisfaction the advent of his
rare old wine, the waiter entered. carefully
bearing plated ice water pitcher some
thing the worse for wear, and with a great
deal Of preliminary flourish began pouring
from it into the glasses 4 muddy yellow
liquid. In vain the host tried to catch hi:
eye; he was not to be interrupted in what
he evidently believed to be an admirable
performance; steadily, and without looking
10 tho right or left, he went his rounds.
1t last, however, he had finished; he came
within arms length of the master of the
house, aud was cutched with grip which
was not TO be shaken off. AS quietly ard
calmly as was possible under the circum-
stances the question was Missed into his ear:
why in the name of everything, good,
bad, and indifferent, did you empty my old
Burgundy into that battered water-pitch
er?''
To ,rh;eb ,bo r.; had tal
upon the British Minister, indignantly re-
Piled, " kase der warn't muffin else TO serve
1t in sab. Use got my reputasion to sus-
"a in, sab, an knows too much to bring
before any gentleman dem nasty, dusty,
cobweb bottles dat wine war in"
VIII.
Col +. b. Keogh, Chairman of the Re-
publican State Committee OF North Caro-.
ina, aud one of the most popular men who
ever visit Washington, was recently in
Charleston, 5. C., and while there fell in
with an ardent Democrat of the last.ditch
school, who, knowing nothing of his rad
lcalism, kindly offered to show him over
the town. 1t was q beautiful night, and
the Colonel consented.
As is usual in the South, politics were
great deal discussed, and the Democrat,
true to his faith, frequently assured keosh
that since de wah, Sah," the people of
the South had nothing to live for. At last
they reached the Battery, and the Colonel,
looking out on the beautiful moon lit bay,
grew tired of hearing his guides COM
plants, and exclaimed:
Well, now, it seems to me that you
gentlemen of the South have much to be
thankful for. You have a most productive
soil, magnificent climate, and that moon;
Just look at that beautiful moon,'
For moment the South Carolinian was
silent, but he was not vanquished. Equal
20 the emergency, he at length replied
''Oh, of course, there's some truth in what
you say, Sab; but, you ought to have seen
lat moon befoh de wah,.