The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-11-15

ing word or two directs them to their
destiny.
If the lady wants to know all about the
trains the hotel clerk Will tell her.
If the fellow who wins at the races wants
TO try an opium dream in a Pell street Joint
the hotel clerk will give him the informE-
ton.
II the pious individual wants to know all
about the City OF Churches, he will be told
by the hotel clerk
All day long, all night long, the hotel
clerk Is at his post. and always with a Sc
rene smile for all who come.
Often in the early morning the man who
eats morphine and who comes in pale and
haggard would never find the way upstairs
we're 1t not for the hotel clerk.
Often in the early morning hours the fell
low with the jag had reason to bless the
name Of the hotel clerk, for If it wasn't for
him he would be run in In the hurry up."
Often in the early morning you wouldn't
get that room on the seventh floor back II it
were not for the kindness OF the hotel clerk.
de Is dandy and no mistake.
MEN WHO HAUNT THE LOBBY.
All hotels have their characters in the
lobby. There is the mas been, the fellow
who Is older than any one else. and who, to
judge by his charming talk. has been en-
gagged in almost every calling aud pro-
fessiOn. He sits in the corner of the lobby,
III the midst Of the st1rytellers circle, and e,
hour after hour, droues out his tales Of be-
fore the war.
Then there is the man who drops in to
take a drink. He is al ways on deck.
Then there is the fellow who in the brass
lest sort Of way goes mp to the clerk and
calls for hotel paper and envelopes aud ne
straIghtway proceeds to pen letter to
friend In Oshkosh or Toledo, telling him ell
about what great place New York is and
how much 1t costs to stop at the big hotels.
Then he will trot away to his 2-peuny room
and light his candle aud sit down and read
paper a week old.
Then there is the fiend who lust wants
to see paper" He comes In every morn
ing, aud Pumping down IN an snug chair is
soon deeply in the files of some western
paper, looking to see what 1.-THE folks at
home" are doing. He roots over file after
file, while the regular patrons of the hotel
stand back in terror. lie utterly disregards
the sign:
: THESE PAPERS 'EXGiLUsIvELY FOR
GUESTS OF THIS HOTEL
Then there are the dear, delightful little
chappies, who make it a point to be seen
walking down the white marble corridor
every evening, their splendid new over
coats thrown gracefully over the arm. The
hotel visiting chappie always makes a bee
line for the desk, where he appropriates a
match. Then he snaps 1t with a great
sputter. and lights his ''swiggerette," re-
turning q moment later TO a conspicuous
place on the veranda, where he will ogle
the pretty girls as they pass down in the
crowd. His brother, the old masher, the
bald-headed sinner is sitting quietly In q
chair by the window doing the same thing.
Then there is the fellow who comes on
business, or thinks no does. every evening.
He rushes up TO the desk, pulls the book out
of the clerks hand and proceeds to scruti-
nize each name entered for week or more
back. He always appears to be in deep
earnest, as though expecting some one. But
as he never asks for any one, and as no one
asks for him, the clerk never interteres with
his child play, regarding him as perfectly
harmless-and we'll tax Z care OF by the
hotel detective. looking over his shoulder at
this very minute.