Los Angeles herald., 1907-04-01
HEARD AROUND
THE CORRIDORS
REMINISCENT HOTEL GUEST
FINDS AN OLD-TlME FRIEND
By THE EAVEsDRoPPER

The guests of the Lankershim hote
were seated in the lobby last night lis.
tening to the concert by the orchestra
The crowd was smaller than usual and
the men stretched out on the settees
and sent rings of smoke roofward in
the height of postprandial bliss.
The orchestra was playing old time
airs-half forgotten strains that passed
with the crinoline and hoop skirts of
| other days. Money Musk" started a
foot accompaniment and spread radi-
ance over the faces of the old timers.
"Old Johnny Hands orchestra played
that in Chicago in the 60s-the first
dance I ever went to-" said gray
haired man to another veteran who sat
next him.
Dixie, was given it's usual tribute of
applause and then the music swung
into the new generation. Hearts and
Flowers" was played. There is a
haunting, appealing strain in the re-
frain of the song which becomes al
most an obsession when you have
heard it a few times. The listeners
were swaying back and forth in unison
with the violin bows, and there was a
dead silence when the sad insistence of
the refrain faded away in soft pianis-
simo.
Great piece, that" said a young
travelling man to an athletic youth be-
side him.
Drift Into Retrospect
YEA" was the reply, trailed medi-
tatively through a haze of smoke.
You never forget that thing when you
hear it once; 1t makes me think of the
time when 1 was in school; l wonder
if there was ever mandolin club that
didn't play it; she goes fine on man
dolin, too."
Yea, our mandolin club used to
play it, too" said the first speaker.
"Great days, eh?'
Yea. / remember once when we
went down to trim the Cambridge
bunch. We stayed at the Parker house
at School and fremont streets, there
in Boston; you know the place. Well,
they played that thing that night after
dinner. 1 don't know why L just hap
pened to think of that time. We had a
lovely scrap afterward, and 1 always
think of it when 1 hear that piece
There was one other thing that hap
pened then 1 always remember, too."
What was that?"
The youth looked at the other as
though doubling the propriety of so
much reminiseence with q stranger, but
resumed.
Victim of Weird Plot
I'D been up to Cambridge few
weeks before the game and l got kid
crush on a girl there; some cousin or
something to a fellow knew up there.
She sure was a beaner. Well, l was
to take her to the game I'd been
around several days, and knowing the
girl had fondness for candy l got a
big box to send up to her. l had it in
the room in the hotel, and what did
some of those thick thumbs that had
come up to the match do but take out
the candy and put in a couple of decks
OF cards and some poker chips. Well,
sent 1t to her and some other chap, one
Of the Cambridge bunch, took her to
the game.
But coming back to the ruction we
had In the lobby of the Parker house
after the game. / was steered up
against the candy-legs that took her to
the game, and l didn't do but few
things to him-say 1t was great.
often wonder If that fellow ever"
The young man had stopped abruptly
and was staring at a young woman
who had crossed the lobby and stopped
by the man at his side.
Yes, l got over II all right" said the
other, "and here's the girl"
IL was indeed the "candy legs and
the "beaner of girl' who had become
his wife. The younger man rose to