The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1902-05-07
THE PASSING OF THE Inn.

ID. Johnson would no more be ao'c 70
AXE a walk down Fleet street ana s'0P
wer every crack in the pavement 'iio.
se would find men 20 sit ana wohuer -.
nm, I'm the stuffy corner OF a tavern a"U
al themselves up with port wine, "i.,es
he veteran journalist and noveils'' .H''
Joseph Hatton. IN the Toronto EMPIRE
Yet Il Is the thing 20 lament those b"'u
,id days. and I confess IN years s"no
y | have often sat In the SUN poNos
mcred 10 Goldsmith. Garrick. BosWen
,nd Johnson. and felt an Impulse envy
n the past. And II Is certain that 'helV
are no chops and steaks today so thloh
and Juicy. no potatoes so large ana meaiE'
no restaurant so snug and pleasantly
mwdusty as the Cock was In my tiine'
When l speak Of my time. am not the
Did gentleman a contemporary In the
tindness OF his heart mas peeh IhHhtsih i.
ne out I'm pleasant rihutei Tot y GU on ll iiinI
De quite young and rcmf mDtr lelhS Soli
we'll enough--heaven rest ms poSlIc 1ita 1iite
BUSY soul Changes In our modeIh niS
are so great and rapid mat a oecaue -
century OF the old days. - ,,.,,
/ need rot remind YOU that u was leh-
ayson who as VIII Waterproof aposllu-
ohized the Gaymede OF ms laNolltt A ~
srn. the Cock of which / am speaking
20 plump head-waitcr Of the Cock,
To which | most r. sort, ,
How goes the timer It's hVe O'CLOCK
So fetch a pint OF port. ,.., -
One need not be an octogeharlah W
nave even lived and given orders 10 that
same walter in one box whll tenn5SId'' 55,d
,weyt years since l sat there with poor
Ridley, the black-and-w artist anu
stcher. he making drawings OF me man
,elpiece and the old boxes, while re-
corted mental notes for the opening chap-
ters OF Journalistic London under
special commission from the edltor oI
.ation came 10 London town, ana made
Harper's Magazine. when first that pu6li-
bold and generous bid Tor hhs"9n
recognition and support a.,,od
SO far as Its interior was c9hcerncu, ~,
The Cock Tavern by Temple Bdr less man
10 years ago remained almost I'm the same
condition as IL was when Pepys ate
lobster there with Mrs Pierce ana MIS-
Enipp The same long. gloomy entr9nce
from the street with the same sober glim-
mer OF nrelight playing upon saWuust ~
the end OF it: the same high-backed seats
and old square mahogany thblcN INC s"Iut
apDetizing IL aggressive, atmosphere, re,
dolent OF chops. old ale and punch and
one could be sworn. the very seif-same
waiter OF the Tennyson ballad;
"And hence this halo lives about
The waiter hands that reach.
To each OF his perfect pint OF Stout
His proper chop 10 each
He looks rot like the common breed
That with the napkin daily;
think he came like Ganvmede,
From some delightful valley
The carved fireplace Of the olden days
was there still. dating from the time ol
lanes I: and on n winters night " was
l CHEEKY thing 10 see the copper kettle
of the house swinging over the fire, and
william. the waiter. making whiskey
punch for guests who sat by the NOT
hearth smoking clay piDes. | wonder, II
Loday we are the better for tn table
l'hote luncheon and dinncr-served ~
marble hall-with champagne instead ot
,eer and afterward costly cigars with
,ur cafe noir. and waited upon by forsign
,oblemen 10 the music of continental mVI
licians! There are still one or Two old
ayerns that have adapted the old boxes
q modern requir~ mcnts where YOU may
nv and dream OF the old Cock. but yop
viii realize the mast far better at your
,wn fireside. with an Old book and your
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