Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-11-19

Twelve Men Eat n Midnight supper I'm New
York without Speaking a word.

Twelve Men Eat a Midnight supper I'm New
York without Speaking a word.
1t was at Browns chop house on
Thursday morning. There were a
dozen fellows seated at the center
table The walters hustled about, set
ting before them bottles of bass and
Welsh rirebits. and golden bucks and
Scotch woodcoc5s. the latter a deli
a composed of auchovy toast and
poached eggs Evidently they knew
their way about. and were acquainted
with the slang OF after midnight up
town restaurants
The little tables around the room
were also occupied. but a quieter
crowd was nev seen at that hour OF
the morning. The party at the center
table said never a word. and the men
at the other tables simply watched
them. with vacant, questioning smiles
There wasa convention of deaf mutes
in town. and the dozen at the center
table were some Of the delegates This
was explained by one Of the walters,
but il did not in the least lessen the in
terest all the other people had in watch
ing the rapid finger movements Of the
party The president, a handsome,
clean cut faced mar of thirty five. with
s~pectacles, got on his feet as soon as
the glasses were filed. and while they
we're waiting for the eatables. He held
his foaming glass in the right hand,
and energetically wagged the fingers OF
his left His audience said; Hear,
hearl" and Bully for you, old mani"
with their two fingers and thumb. All
were smiling, and an eager. listening
beam was in the eye of each
But although the president finished
MP with what was no doubt a very fun
ny story, none of the party laughed.
Their smiles broadened TO grins, their
fingers worked like lightning. but there
was no sound Not even a merry jim
gle of the glasses or a rapping Of the
table This was what made it so I'M
amy. and kept all the other roisterers
from enjoying Il another's company.
But il was perfectly natural
There were half a dozen college men
present. and to them il was the most
curious thing they had ever struck. "
to see twelve young fellows really en-
Toying themselves without making a
heap Of noise IL may be a lesson to
them
II was the president of the deaf and
dumb party who gave the orders to the
waiter He spoke slowly and empha-
sized each word as if he were firing it at
the bullseye al the end Of "a shooting
gallery The waiter hallOed back, and
the president said "Idon't hear None
Of Us hear. but we read your lips.
Please speak slowly The waiter pat
his mouth 10 the presidents ear and
began 70 below still louder. The pres
ident smiled. and told the joke to the
other fellows with his left hand. at
which they all laughed by dipping
their thumbs against the two first fin
gers. But the waiter caught on at last
And the dumb and deaf party
had evidently a very merry. though
no:seless. evening. Their fingers work
ed of many old ehestnuts, no doubt,
and scraps Of poetry, perhaps snatches
Of song. yet nobody outside Of their
party was any the wiser.
In the last sentence there is a moral
Provincial euchre parties who pool
their forfeits to pay the expenses of a
thea4r and supper party in town
would do well TO study it-New York
Advertiser.