The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1904-09-18
F ADS OF TIL f.
NEW YORK GIRL
II DINNER WITH EXILES n.
IND mar CHISTS Tx

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place Ia further down the table. The good
old days are gone when the Anarchist
seemed q brother to Garibaldi. The long
alley was then his headquarters, where he
toiled not, neither did he spin, and Solomon
in all his wisdom could not have answered
his argument for the overthrow OF upper
Fifth avenue.
But to the joy Of the New York girl q
few Anarchists were left. They withdrew
to shadowy corners and whispered alone,
| but only until the soup came.
At the sound OF tiny gong announcing
the advent OF walters bearing aloft huge
bowls OF savory soup, the beetle proved,
getting theoretical evil in material good.
The New York girl and the women Of the
party were dressed very smartly. They
had Summed enough to know that while
the people they met may resent your good
clothes theydon t respect you without them.
A young Anarchist gave them the tribute
| OF one breathless second from his soup.
the women regarded them with sullen
approval and then dinner was served.
Pickering light crept about the table
Every man talked loudly to his neighbor
while he served himself with soup, huge
ladies Of rich gravy, the home Of every
known vegetable
Are we getting all the courses in one?'
whispered the New York girl 1T seems
| Like limitless vision OF market gardens"
"Creestal in da cavita, signora?' was
| Just an inquiry as to her taste for ice In
wine, for with the different nationalities
and the need OF universal language,
odd enough words are made to do duty Tor
some Of the foods.
Crystal, with an Italian accent means
ice, and wine is corftd Cellar where the
wine comes from. and bread 10 ordinano.
The Latin quarter slang phrase for check.
ia do1oure1se strangely enough obtains
the end Of Q slow, long meal with voluble
pathos.
There was never a second from the first
splash OF red wine over the cloth to liqueur
that everybody was not talking loudly.
oontentedly, without response. except the
Anarchists. who never spoke while the
meal lasted.
An eI-Minister Of Education from Bolivia
talked South American politics to an exiled
Italian photographer, who in turn talked
both self cent red and self-satisfed and
ciated.
A doctor, OF even metropolitan fame
smiled amiably while Count and lhtera-
teur. not without family in his own country.
literary aristocracy, the doctor talking
uninterruptedly Of the importance OF a
new surgical instrument.
The second course was potenfd, favorite
dish in Anarchy Hail. of slices Of corn meal
and infnitesimal reed birds, or, more cor
rectly speaking, roof birds Such tiny.
pathetic little fedglings they were all the
more appealing as they appeared with heads
and feet, as though about to raise the
melancholy profiles from the plate edge
'Thev just break my heart, announced
the girl. who as a member Of the Audubon
Society felt herself in some vague way
bound to protest at the slaughter Of the
| innocents before her.
aMy heart, too said the nearest man.
Fancy four long bills presented to a chap
mime for food replied the cheerful.
slangy chaperon. to whom roof birds were
but reed birds, and not a means OF stir
ring up sentiment or regret.
The girl frowned at the chaperon and
murmured 'uccelo pduririnoN IA she gently
Strengthened them out for burial, and
drowned her sorrow in glowing bdrbera
spumdnh
The roast was a more practical DISH
slice OF veal favored with herbs and
soupcon Of garlic and drop or two or Bur-
gundy. and salad dressed with leeks and
red vinegar and green Italian oil. which
sounds like the color scheme Of a pousse
cafe.
From starting before a mountain OF
plates, course BY course, they were re-
duced I'm til the final small cheese plate
appeared and then came Jet black smoky
coffee, cdcchi copdio and bread and butter.
A sudden lull In the wild bursts OF talk
suggested the calm OF disaster. 1t was
Just the tribute OF the Italian tempera-
ment to the entrance Of a couple Of stroll
ing. musicians, a guitar and piccolo.
delicate music that would have been
drowned by one single competitive con-
peysoxione. But not a sound OF interrupt
ton came From the first wood note to the
last wall Of .Traviata' there was silence.
The waiter was Kissed into stiffness as he
f1uttered about for tips and the Anarchists
stopped eating.
The musicians were paid by the guests,
cheerfully, more, joyously, with words OF
commentator for the music, or requests
for some favorite ballad Of the Napoli
street singers or a solo that had been heard
in Milan or Rome from the lips Of some
famous tenor.
A second round Of coffee with brandy
to burn and then the table was cleared and
every one but the most ardent monoioglsts
and the Anarchists played games. The
| 4dollies" (chess men) were brought out for
the champion Of the hall who was pitted
against Young chap in the alien party.
II became instantly game OF international
interest, with alternating cries OF 'Bravol'
and Soak him, old chapi'
The candles dripped low and the brandy
burned q disastrous blue. the Anarchists
quarrelled with one another, the exiles
wept tears Of appreciative sympathy and
the aliens went quietly out through the
shouts Of the card players, through the
roar OF street where people played without
mirth, hastily back through the refreshing
silence and pleasant green OF the square.