The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1900-04-26

their tents and steal silently away this
morning. They simply steered for their
respective dovecotes and wasted pre-
cious time in trying TO utilize cigar
butts as latchkeys, for the Mystic
Shriners do not muster in a dozen re-
cruits. including two doctors and a
rabbi, every Wednesday evening.
After the limitations were over, the
caravans adjourned to the banqUeting
hall, where B. r. Mcdonald, who had
tarried too long on the hot box, was
accommodated with a pneumatic seat,
while Rabbi Lowenstein still bore signs
of a recent introduction to the winnow-
ing machine in the form of a wet nap
kin on his classic Walter Scott brow.
AS soon as the oYerriden camel and
the goat of the Billy persuasion had
been escorted to the menagerie, Illus
trious Potationtate W. j. Lynch pro-
ceeded to say grace. This proceeding,
however, was marred in its incipiency
by Jack Reeves, he Of the Oregon Short
Line freight department, vehemently
protesting that there were thirteen at
his table. The matter was finally ad-
justed, however, by the happy sugges-
ton that as S. w. Badcon was one Of
the unlucky number and came from
Ogden, that he did not count. anyway
table, had been suppressed with dire
threats, the Shriners fell into silence.
also upon the toOthson1e delicacieS
which We're served for their delectatiOn
by Caterer Franklin.
Upon the arrival Of ice cream and
coffee, IllustriOus Potationtate Lynch
grasDed the table and with a hercu-
lean effort arose to his feet to announce
that on this, the annual ceremonial
Is =
would act in the capacity of tOaStmas-
ter. He further read a telegram from
the brethren in Butte, which ran: See
chief of police and have him look after
the Butte gang. George Buckler, Re
cOrder." Lynch said that he had done
so and that Hilton had guaranteed due
courtesiea Then, amid a fusillade Of
champagne corks which frescoed the
ceiling. Judge Powers pulled his fez
over his eyes and exclaimed: well,
well, we'll; what have we here?"
Whereupon Harry Gushing volunteered
in an unnecessarily loud tone Of voice,
Bottles
The POSTMASTER ignored the plant
and proceeded to inform his auditors
that the night was still young, and af-
ter more in sorrow than in anger hav-
ing reOrOached his left-hand neighbOr,
Dr. Mayo, for discussing upon the
professional topic OF the Manila
ITCH" proceeded to introduce ''Illustri-
Gus Rabbi LOwenStein."
In response the latest candidate for
Shrinic hOnorS stated that he had been
sold, body and soul. He said that he
fest it his duty TO acknowledge that
he had been Soled; in fact, ii was
branded on his-memory.
After stating that he was only too
sorry that there was not another gang
going through tomorrow, he proceeded
to thank the assembled Shriners for
their kind attention. He, in turn, made
way for DR.. Daily, who gave an unique
dissertation on the origin of the hump
on the camel.
J. B. Leggat. who was introduced by
ToaStmaster Powers with a stanza Of
a poem, then took up the theme OF
Strangers within our gates and why
they should not be Dlucked."
In the meantime Jack Reeves had
again marshaled his forces and mYs-
FERROUS amber fluids were en- regel.
Amid the flushed" conversation w. T.
BeardsIey started to tell a story in re-
gard TO a typewriter which Schramm
had recently purchased. This incident
was greeted with cries of I'VE heard
what you said" and the rendition OF
He's a Liar Just Now by the aug
CnOlT u lIlt SIllIIc bd1l@uttcIS-
w. S. Evans threatened to give a
physical demonstration of punching
tickets at this unbrotherly conduct. and
after fifteen minutes DR.. G. P. HOugh
to the toast, Did you ever
stop to think there are bugs in YOUR
drink" The medical man was al
lowed to preface his speech with as
sertion that he pleaded only a slight
acquaintance with water when the
choir once more took the floor.
After eight choice spirits had sung