The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1892-02-21
AMERICAS ereessI HOTEL.
They All Liked 1t Well. and he Was
Pleased.

: They All Liked 1t Well. and he Was
Pleased.
Here's a steamship tale:
Coming across last time there was on
board a middle aged Scotchuian. for
inany years resident in the States. but
1Ewho had been a year visiting his rela-
tives IN Scotland. lie was exasperat-
ingly well informed, too, regarding
everything American, as | had ample
evidence, but the year he had been away
was call my own"
So after a couple of mild yarns, /
started in one night after dinner, not
addressing him, of course. but friend,
with whom | exchanged a ponderous
wink.
sfSmithers." quoth l, ''have you heard
of the San Jacinto?"
sNo," said he. What's it likeg
''Why, its that new big hotel out in
California, said l. Dining room AGO
feet long-kitchen ditto-immense dis
tances--waiters all on noiseless roller
skates-palatial affair" | ratified on.
j threw a glance at the Scotchman.
He fairly bristled with an odd look of
disbelief He hadn't heard of it of
course, but didn't have nerve enough to
break IN, being uncertain where the fact
I stopped and fancy began.
NMost unique thing in whole estab-
Iishrnent, though, is the truly epicurean
service. Climate is wonderful there,
you know, and right outside dining hall
in a courtyard are two beautiful pools,
one salt water and one fresh, stocked
with about all the fish you find in either.
When you walk in in the morning head
waiter meets you with a silver salver
and silken scoop net
"sWhat will you have this morning,
says he, "a little trout, sea bass, mack
erel? tossing in few bits of biscuit.
"'Just give me that pickerel over
there you say. A def swish of the
net, little foundering and the salver
disappears kitchenward.
"You walk in, sit down, nibble a hot
roll and sip your coffee slowly, mean
while glancing over the papers
Ten minutes elapse and q waiter
comes swiftly skimming up the long
vista. He stops at your table. You lift
the cover. There lies your pickerel
done to turn"
By this time man on my right had
caught on. He heaved sigh and said:
Eyes, that's so. Dreadful expensive
though. But wasn't the revolving We
randa beauty"
Thus encouraged sailed in again.
but the most wonderful thing of all
are the musical soup plates. Factl
Made IN Europe somewhere-perfectly
Unique and original-nothing like them
4nywhere.
81 The Scotchman couldn't suppress the
mort of incredulity he now gave.
''Great chance for nice discrimi-
nation / went on. ''You see, they play
different tunes, and one day they made
blunder and the Chicago mans plate
played Wagner and a Boston man got
I Annie Rooney and there was an awful
Dow
But now had an experienced ally in
the usually veracious captain, who came
INTO the conversation with: Eyes, that's
afact about those Antwerp plates. They
were brought over in this very vessel,
and ! remember them well because of
the terrible time they had getting
through the custom house"
eyes" | said, chats a wonderful
place, the San Misunderstanding that
every one ought to see-nothing ever
like it before"
"Well, said the Scotchman solemnly,
"Pm glad You liked the place SO well. l
built it.
The crowd collapsed. Globe.