The morning times., 1897-02-28

DdCneiOr dinner. HdlE a dozen OF tHcSt
companies could be started out with very
little effort.
Last week in New Orleans little man
in a private box disconnected the Peter
Daley Company by his immoderate laugh
ing. Mr.. Daley stepped to the footlights
and said: Ladies and gentlemen, YOU no
doubt wonder who my little friend is
who is enjoying the piece so much. l will
tell you. He is the author and he has
not seen the play in six weeks From
the changes we have made in it in that
time he doesn't know that it is his
There is a uniC ue Organization ,environed
10y the comedians of Manager Max Blei-
mans Il ost Strayed or Stolen" company,
which comes to the Columbia this week.
1t is known as the Liars Club and has
for its object the advancement of literature
| and art, the elevation OF the stage, and
incidentally the securing OF whatever
| personal mention the columns of the leading
daily journals may vouchsafe. Meetings
are held once u week, the last one taking
| place in New York last Tuesday after
noon.
Louis Harrison is tie chairman of this
Ananias organization; Paul Dresser is mas
! ter OF ceremonies. Bert Thayer. correspond
! ing secretary; Henry Bergman. rec oIding
! secretary; otto Weyl, treasurer; Claude
| Brooke. sergea mt t-at-arms John Giiroy,
| CoOTkceEer, X. F. Cotton, representative
| i'll the east; Dan Packard, envoy extIaOr-
| dinary and minister pleniE o. entiary TO the
! European and As!at ic ceuteIs Of theoso-
| ply.
| Competition for supremacy In the art
| from which the society derives its name
was particularly brisk at this MEETING
/ as the following stories will verify. The
| chairman. leading off with the following,
| which was California trout story, says;
! During one OF my earliest visits To the
! Golden State became an ardent disciple
| of the immortal Isaac. After an unusually
large catch | stopped late one afternoon
| at farmhouse to. if possible, get some
| thing to eat. The farmer was a genial
| soul and invited me To remain to supper
| L showed him my catch with great
deal of satisfaction, but he poohpoohed my
| basket and said You know all these
| streams that run down off the mountain
spread out along the valleys and eventu-
! ally lose themselves in the soil Of our
glorious State. Now, when ! go fishing l
take a basket ard a spade and follow
one of these streams to where it spreads
in the sand / then dig out hundred or
| two fat trout, all alive and kicking,
shake eff the wet sand and put them in
| my basket and take them home to be
eaten.'"
| When I was out in Idaho.'' said Dan
| Packard. II encountered some of the cold
| est weather ever known in that 4 coun-
try. did not Tnindit because was wear
ing \ pair of boots in the soles OF which
was patent foOt-heating stove. l wore
| a complete suit of furs and managed TO
exist after fashion. Ali the clocks stop
ped. the thermometer froze up, and con-
verSation in the open air was an impos-
sibiiity, as every man you met had his
| ears covered up. and the words instead Of
reaching them. froZe Immediately on leav-
ing the lips and fell into the snow. Com
muncation could be held by picking them
up and arranging them on the sidewalk so
as to form sentences. The conversation in
this way became so deranged as to cause
several shooting affrays, and was finally
abandoned. was getting along very nicely,
although rather short on the money ques-
ton, until in an unadviSed moment went
outside the hotel to get breath of fresh
air and began to soliloquize on my finau-
ciai condition. The landlord came out a
few minutes afterward to sweep Off the
sidewalks. and my exact binetallic con-
dition was discovered. L was obliged to
journey East, where the weather was
warmer and times easier.'
Claude Brooke then proceeded to relate
his experiences on hot dayin Illinois
while out on a sailing trip during one Of
the hot spells for Which the middle West
is noted, the wind died out and we lay be-
Gained in the middle of Lake Michigan
for twenty-four hours. We had deck
load of lumber, and plank after plank took
fire in the sun as it got hotter and hotter
in the middle of the day, and we were
obliged to shove them overheard, one
after one, to keep the old schooner from
being consumed. The pitch in the deck
seams ran overheard and the vessel was in
danger of going to pieces. The only way
we could stop it was by pouring water over
the whole of the deck until the sun went
down. We made hot Scotch whiskies from
the water, and by lowering our fishing
line down to the bottom we caught white
fish and ciscos, which we found could be
nicely broiled by drawing them slowly
up through the water. The rivets in the
galley stove melted out, and we were only
4
of a thunder storm.
Bert Thayer then addressed the chair
as follows:
You know 1 have always been pas
sionately fond Of shooting. During one of
my trips to south western Missouri 1 had
one ofthe most bic eday'seXperienee
on record l started out in the morning
armed with an old-fashioned muzzle-Ioad-
ing squirrelgun, which was theonly weapon
the farmer at whose house was boarding
possessed. During the early part of the
day saw flock of quail perched on the
limb of tree and we'll knowing that rifle
is not exactly the kind of a weapon to
shoot quail with at first thought of leav-
ing them undisturbed, but finally decided
to knock at least one Of them over ]
fired. and happening to shoot a little