The Savannah morning news., 1903-10-25

81 have been very much interested
IF late" said Mr.. Whitechoker, Ito OBJ
Ierve in all parts of the city the large
humber OF hotels that are being erect
ID. II hardly seems possible that
they can all be successful and yet the
men who are building them must have
assurances that they will be so else
they would not invest such large
sums of money in them"
"A hotel is a god thing to put your
money into, l guess" observed the
Idiot. Whether it pays or not, if
you've got your money in hotel, you
know where it is. You know the name
Of the hotel it is stopping at, whereas,
If you put it into Amalgamated Lob
ster or the United States Baled Hay
Company, theRs no telling what has
become of it. One day Amalgamated
Lobster will sell at forty-five, and
then somebody will start a rumor that
Mr.. Morgan has had his hair cut. and
down goes Lobster to las, Baled Hay
preferred will sell to-day at 70, and is
still on the rise, when all Of a sudden,
some constituencies bear on Wall
street will start story that John d.
Rockefeller, Jr., is about to preach
sermon denying that Nebuchadnezzar
at grass and bump. Down tumbles
Baled Hay preferred to AZ asked, 22s
bid, and your little fortune in Hay has
withered to so much dry straw. l tell
you Mr.. Whtechoker there's worse
things in the world to put your money
into than a hotel. If worst comes to
the worst you can go and live in 1t
yourself"
Possibly you are right on that
score" said the clergyman, but it is
not from that point of view that the
subject interests me. 1t is the socio-
logical aspect of the situation, not the
commercial, that appeals The growth
of the hotel habit must mean some
thing and the question that arises in
my mind is not, Have we an over-pro-
duction in hotels, but the more serious
one, is the home going out?"
Il should say most emphatically
not" said the Idiot THE home
is staying home but it is the only
thing that is. Everything else is go
ing out. and as far as | can see in
tends to stay out"
1T is a great pity" observed Mr..
Whitechoker The home is the bull
wark of the nation"
TT was before the INVASION" said
the idiot. 1T is now the battle-ground
of the republic"
INVASION" asked Mr.. Whitechoker.
YES" answered the idiot. 1T has
been invaded by the Domestic Prob
lem, and the defenders have been driv-
en- into the bitches of despair by the
onward march of the cohorts of the
Kitchen. Once Triumphant Democ-
raey has capitulated to the Autocrat
of the Range and as result the Fam
lily Hotel has sprung into being, where
the contract to manage the internal
affairs of the household is subject to
a Buffer called the Superintendent.
People who once dwelt in cosy little
houses of their own have been driven
TO the Family Hotel in defense of their
liberties and while there is not the
same sense of comfort in bedroom
so small that when the head of the
house goes to bed his feet stick out
in the hall, nor in a dining room where
the sideboard must either be omitted
or suspended like a hanging lamp from
the ceiling because of the lack of floor
space for it's accommodation. nor in
a parlor. so limited in acreage as to
require that two people who are not
either married or engaged shall not
be permitted to sit in it simultaneously,
that we used to find in the COMPARE
lively commodious dwellings we once
inhabited, there is none the less COM
pensation in the freedom from that
nervous tension which the exactions of
the Domestic Servant of the hour have
made inevitable"
"Jee-rusalem!" cried Mr.. Brief
"What a sentence! Capital punish
ment is merciful alongside of such a
sentence as that"
runs along like a brief, doesn't it ?"
suggested the Idiot. "Only it means
something, eh?"
1T is really a dreadful problem. this
Domestic question" sighed Mrs. Peda-
cog. Il, who have to deal with it at
first hand can at least testify to that
/ really don't know what we are COM
ing to-"
which breaks up the home" said the
idiot las for what we are coming
to, that is perfectly obvious, Mrs Ped
agog. 1t is either the Family Hotel or
the Chatting Dish"
81 was not aware that outside OF the
comic papers this Domestic Problem
was really serious" said the Biblio-
maniac.
You've never had to wrestle with it,
that's why" observed the Idiot. LAS
matter of fact. that problem has
half-Nelson grip on every home in the
land where the cooking 1t not wholly
"a family affair. In France long ago
they stated the actual condition that
now confronts the housekeeper of to-
day when they named the Cook the
Chef. Chef is French for Chief, and
from Maine to California the national
hymn has become Hail to the Chef
who in Glory Advances' The swords
that used to be beaten into plough
shares are now made over into frying
pans; the gridiron is mighter than
the pen, and outside of a few million
aires. the wealth of the land is in
the hands of the Cooks. The average
housekeeper reads with languid in
terest of the doings of Congress, smiles
indifferently at the utterances of the
President and Cabinet, and is not Wit
ally interested in the Higher Criti-
cism of the Theologians, but when the
Cook lays down the law she wakes
pale; when the Kitchen Maid pro-
claims she trembles, and before the
announcements of the Butler she is
mute. Even 1, who don't veX my soul
"a axgo Nw