The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-04-05
BY ROY L.
Copyright. 1907

Il was at the Bohemian Club dinner the
other night" said the Chorus Girl. Such a
business! Such 4 style. too. m even
Charley was wearing his white wall.
Think OF the days when we used TO 20 10
Maria's. where a clean collar was remarked
as q direct personality leveled at all others
present.
why. don't YOU remember Percy Saddle
nose. who used to recite a Mans a Man
for a That and who got in so much trOu-
BILE for stealing overcoats?
And Mickey Doolittle? Poor Mickey. l
wonder what he's doing now. Louie lin
si'eimer wrote him a letter to the Chimes
Cafe. where he put in longer hours than the
lunch man. Louie wanted him to come up
10 a stag and sing Scatter Seeds OF Kind
ness and that was over two weeks ago and
he hasn't heard anything from him yet.
Louie thinks something's happened to
Mickey. But Charley says all the mail To-
the Chimes Cafe goes TO the cashiers desk
ana that Mickey will never know We want
10 see him unless we go down and corner
him way in the back. where the advertising
men hold out.
All. them was good old DAYS down in
Twelfth street, when there was so much
jealousy between Mickey and Grant Lee
child. who wrote The Boozer's boast "a
to who would be the toastmaSter. because
the POSTMASTER not only got his dinner. but
ne was allowed s. for drinks for himself
and friends.
Them was the times,
Don't YOU remember the big nirhf when
we was all there when Amy De Brans-
combe's mother got inSultcd bccau-e Doggy
Mcknight pulled down her false front
which was fastened on With elastic, IN
III 4 came down under her chin and mace
her look IKE Mime. Rosa, the bearded I.dyP
All. there's no real DOhemians NOWADAYS,
They were trying to say at the Bohemian
Club that n true ohe was a fellow
who felt at home wherever he hung up his
hat.
But don't you believe It. A real bOhemi-
an feels at home wherever he hangs up his
meals. He never takes off his hat. because
he's afraid If he did some other Jolly bohe-
milan would steal IL.
the Bohemian Club there were a lot
of wine touts-the old gang wouldn't have
stood for anything there. especially the
price Of the dinner. which was a dollar.
Why. the old push would ave considered a
real dollar as an annuity for life.
we formed a flying wedge to get at the
toastmaster's table, because these new edi-
lions of bohemians josh up some guy with
nothing but to preside, and, as 4 return for
the compliment, he stands for all the viola
ton of the excise law at his table.
The ~zonophonc at the head Of the pro-
cession this night was a guy that pushes
Hoot Mon Scotch. and he was getting OF
a rave as We came in about how this being
u real bohemian place. where We can bring
cur wives in safety You know the veil?
That was his moral monologue. and he
was right. ! peeked around the place and
saw a lot OF fellows who found IL safe
enough TO bring other peoples wives.
"Puss Montgomery. who boasts that
Hoochie-Koochie cigarette. was there with
five or six Huckleberry Indians. and a
whole lot of other literary and artistic poo
pie.
They had a lot OF talents. Including two
throaty tenors. and Maude Mortimer. who
used to think in red tights with Rice's
'EEangciine.' hut who's going hack TO the
stage again now that she's involved in a
scandal. and the papers is fun abou; the
Sheriff replevining ON her furniture ana