The herald., 1897-08-04
Observation-Disclosures
HOTEL RATES FOR BABIES
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I was standing beside the desk in one
of our hotels the other evening when q
lady, accompanied by small child, came
in asked for room and, registered her
name.
4 "A large room?" asked the clerk.
"Oh, yes; large and cool and with win
dows where baby can see the horses and
cars pass"
Bath room?''
Certainly; baby has to be tubbed
every morning. There is hot
water?" the latter part of the sentence
in an anxiously enquiring tone.
During some hours of the day." the
clerk answered, putting out his hand to
ring for bell boy.
only part of the day? Dear, dear;
how tiresome. I suppose 1 could get
little at any time just to take off the
chill? 1 couldn't possibly put the child
into cold water
Il dare say, madame. Pete, take these
grips to No 49,"
| mo, no; not 13. I couldn't sleep in 13
poor woman fairly shook with fright.
| 'Um-well, how would 25 do?'
rs there bath in it?'
Yes madame"
"Can baby see the cars?"
If it looks, madame"
He's boy" snapped out in indig-
nant tone.
"Ah, to be sure, madame. Oh, Pete.
No. 25.''
"Wait a moment. I forgot to ask your
prices"
Three dollars a day, madame"
"Three dollarsi How exorbitant! l
thought this was two-dollar house"
"a dollar extra for the child"
What! A baby like that. The little
dear is not 2years old You surely cannot
charge for a mere infant?'
will he have seat at the table?"
'Of course; unless you could send his
little meals up-(he eats so very little)--
and perhaps one of maids could stay
with him while go to the dining room"
I'VE would charge treble for that"
"Well, l suppose I'll have to pay for
him, but it seems an imposition" and
taking the child in her arms she followed
the boy.
Many like that?" I asked The clerk
nodded
I oversight the next morning and
found myself in the dining room just two
minutes before the breakfast closing
hour. No other hotel guest was in the
room, and the audible conversation of
the mattresses as to who should serve me-
the bill of fare was pitched over my
shoulder most unsraciously by the maid
10 whose lot l had evidently fallen. In
the meantime the door was pushed open
and the lady and child whose registra-
tion had witnessed came into the room.
They were given seats opposite me.
"a high chair for baby" The mothers
tones were just a trifle commanding.
Just a little oatmeal-and bring me
some cream with it; baby doesn't care
for milk
There is no oatmeal" shortly from,
the ungracious waitress.
mo oatmeal? What will the child do?
Couldn't you have some boiled-al.d in
the meantime bring a soft-boiled egg,
two minutes is quite sufficient, and it
must be new-laid?"
The child was impatient by the time
the orders were given, and to make his
presence known grabbed all the plate
he could lay hands upon and flung ii
savagely on to the floor
Dear child, bless. his little heart, he is
so hungry-have a drink, dearie
Waitress (to one of the scornful maid
ems whose breakfast drlties were over),
a glass of water
The order was not needed, and the
child grabbed the glass and dashed it
after the knives ad spoons
Pretty dear No. no; baby mustn't
throw down glass; it breaks deare."
"Boo-oo-oo-boo-oo Yah, yah,
yah-y-a -a-h- -h-ha- !"
There, there, darling. See, see. Never
mind. petite; here's another glass Yes,
he should have glass; here, dearie And
the tale of the second glass was like to
that of the first-only the noise of the
breakage was deadened by the yells of
the infant.
The mother looked wildly around for
another. He wants a drink, poor dear
Yes, yes, mamma viii get him one." AS
the child kicked with both feet and
pounded the table with his wicked little
side you?"
L was too buried in the morning paper
to aid in the breakage so couple of
sugar tops were taken from the bowls
to amuse the little imp.
Sugar? Does he want sugar? Well,
he shall have sugar"-and saw a basin
of sugar tumbled over the table and,
gently slide on to the floor. The arrival
Of the egg changed the brat's key
note.
Good; good; yes, it was good Now
mamma will break bread into it aud
make it,
But mamma didn't get chance; her
cherub yanked it out of her hand and
stuck his little angel fists into it and
daubed the cloth and smeared his face
and painted greater expanse with that
yellow egg than a first class artist could
ever hope to do with round pail of SAT-
from. And then he howled for more.
When l left he was shying his mothers
potatoes all over the table, had spilled
her drink and broken al least two plates
by trying them on as hats Half doz-
en- soiled serviettes were scattered over