The San Francisco call., 1908-05-31

your perfume?" Fourth man: Say.
Scudder, it strikes me your hair is
growing thicker" Uproarious laughter.
led by Lathrop, and exit scudder VOW
ing vengeance.
Here is story related of Colonel
Halves showing his mastery manage
ment of stern and iniexible creditor
in the impecunious days OF the club.
a certain wholesale liquor dealer of
whom large purchases had been made
on credit
This gentleman having been unable
to collect his bill, called in person,
with legal documents at his back. and
was referred by the despairing assist
an; secretary TO Colonel Hawes. who
was chairman OF the finance committee.
There vas a cold. cyclonic glitter in
the visitors eye, a glitter that sent
the social barometer down the moment
he entered the room, a portent of ap-
preaching storm that might well have
dismayed the stoutest hearted Bo-
hemian. But when it was seen that
Hawes had boldly taken the angry
creditor in charge a sigh of relief
went UP from those who were aware
of the dreadful presence. After few
moments conversation they were seen
to seat themselves at the table. Pres
emily Hawes rang the bell and gave
an order to the servant who. in due
time, returned with whisky for two
the mans own whisky. Meanwhile
Hawes appeared to be telling the cred
itor a story. for his face relaxed. When
the whisky came they nodded to each
other and slipped it, and then Hawes
held his glass to the light and seemed
to be commenting on it. Great heav-
ems, Was ii possible that he was crit
icising It? The merchant appeared to
be defending it with some warmth, and
presently Hawes ordered another
drink. a different kind this time, but
still the mans, and unpaid for. And
while il was coming Hawes told an
other story, al which the creditor ac-
tually smiled. And when the second
installment of whisky came they
nodded to each other and slipped it. and
again Hawes appeared to criticise and
the man 10 defend. And then Halves
told another story. and the man
aughed-laugled aloud. And so an
hour wore away. until finally the cred
itor. after having had several glasses
OF his own whisky. looked at his watch
and jumped up. exclaiming at the time,
and at the door shook hands with
Halves. saying: 'Goodby, colonel. I'll
send you a barrel of that whisky 1 was
telling you about; it's certainly better
than anything you've got
.Bohemians could scarcely believe
closed they crowded around the colonel
and exclaimed: How in the name of
heaven did you do it," to which the
colonel modestly replied, "oh. well, ur-
banity goes a long way in matters of
this kind"
Among the artists who belonged to
the club in It's FIRST decade was S. NJ
Brookes. who had a studio in the back
attic OF house on Clay street Brookes
occupied this room for Is years, and
every day during those Is years he de-
scended TO the first floor for pitcher
OF water, and toiled laboriously up four
flights OF stairs with it to his eyrie.
Then. when his studio finally became
so incumtered with cigar and pipe
ashes and accumulated dust that he de-
termined to move. he discovered that
there was faucet and running water
in the room.
The Cheerful Workers committed but
one grave error in the course of their
career Thinking from the cheerful
and jovial aspect OF Peter Robertson
that he was fitting subject for joke,
they suggested TO him that he could
one of his plays. This filed Robertson
with joy He had been unable for
months to secure an auditor. The last
manager to whom he attempted TO read
listened with the most iattering pa
tience to a FIVE act play entitled "Sau-
salito After Dark: or, The Dudes
Dreadful Death" but when Robertson
had finished he discovered that the
manager for several hours had been
engaged in casting up his accounts for
the season. Rendered desperate, Rob-
ertson received the Cheerful Workers
with enthusiasm He led them to his
den. He gave them chairs. he opened,
not a bottle. but large hair trunk.