The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-07-06
HOTEL AND CORRIDOR.

You would be surprised to know to
what an extent the taking of spoons from
hotels has grown as a fad among the
wealthiest people," said we'll known
gentleman in the Cullen last evening.
You mustn't publish my name, and I'll
tell you a little tale about three OF my
friends who were at the Knutsford a
short time ago. They were three young
ladies, one the daughter of wealthy
manufacturer, another banker S
daughter and the third the daughter of
an eastern hardware dealer, all under
the watchful eye of the papa of the
second mentioned young lady.
''They stayed here two or three days,
and then decided to leave and take big
lunch with them. So they chased around
until they found a telescope basket, and
filled it with everything good to eat The
lunch was sent down with the valises and
we all got in carriage and drove to the
Rio Grande Western depot When we
reached there 1t was found that the
basket was lost. And then there was a
skirmish. l never say any three little
maids from school so ratified before
told them that l would get the basket
and forward it to Glenweod, but that
wouldn't do. They had to have it before
fumed and finally l telephoned to the
knutsford TO find any kind of a rig and
send the basket p. d. q They said they
I'VE looked up Second South at least
fifty times, but no kind of a vehicle hove
in sight, and pretty soon the train pulled
in Then they We're frantic.
Why in the world is ii so important
| asked. You can get lunch on the
train
- Yes, but we must have that basket.
To tell you the truth there are three
knutsford spoons in that basket and we
cannot bear the humiliation Of having
them open the basket and finding the
silver. y
Il assured them that I would take per-
Sonal charge Of the basket and this re-
lieved them a little, but their excitement
increased again when the minute notice
bell rang. Just as they were ready to
jump the train looking desparingly up the
street (for they declared that this part of
the trip was lost without the spoons) a
Quincy came tearing from the other di-
rection like mad. | grabbed the basket
from man inside, ran and tossed it on
the. platform with them, and the lunch,
their spoons, and their regulations were
saved
Ludwig Eiseman, who is in from Soda,
and who leaves today again for Wyoming,
Beaver canyon last evening in a graphic
and thrilling manner. He said:
y. D. Wood knows how to treat the
and we all like to get back to his
hospitable place. While we were all in
Beaver canyon a few days ago, he took
fun charge OF US and wouldn't let us pay
for a thing. We had too much to eat,
too much TO smoke, and too much to
dr..
Hold on Ludwig" interrupted a col
league.
Veil, We had a goot cal aind't it?"
You see We arranged prize fight up
in the canyon between Burke and
myself, and we all began to
bet. Mr.. Wood wanted to bet
too, so he put up his money-all of the
money on both sides was real money
that Burke could put me to sleep. We had
it all arranged, and so in the second
round landed on Burke's jugular, and he
fell fiat. They counted eleven, and Jim
Bateman, the referee, announced that /
was winner. Jim was referee and stake
holder. He was the only one we could
trust. OF course Wood lost.
From Pocatello to Soda I was in the
first railroad wreck I ever was in in my
life. Our engine went smash bang into
a freight engine, jambing it into car
loaded with lumber. The fireman and
engineer jumped and no one was seriously