Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-11-21

methor would not approve of cocktails H for me, as 1t sounds SO fast for young girl who isn't yet out When 1 excused myself Mrs. Ess Kay laughed and said. Then what about that sher' " cobbler?
 While I was trying to think what she meant Sally came into the hall. and immediately after I was surprised by kind of musical moaning which'be-' gan suddenly and kept on for long time.
 That's the Japanese gong" said Mrs. Ess Kay when looked round to see where the sound came from. ''It's for dinner. Potter. give Betty your arm"
 was glad she didn't use that nick nnme I'd been thinking of, for if she had should certainly have laughed.
 We began dinner by eating pinky. yellow melons cut in half and filled with chopped ice. l thought at first that 1t must be mistake and they ought to have come in at dessert. but everybody else ate theirs without ap- bearing disconcerted, so did mine. and 1t was good. So were all the other things that followed in long procession, though they were very strange, and some of them shouldn't have, known how to eat if MT. Parker, whose place was next to mine. hadn't told me.
 We had bouillon partly frozen in stead of soup, and then came the most extraordinary little fried animals which quite startled me. they were so like exaggerated brown spiders, done In egg and breadcrumbs. Soft shell |crabs, dear child" said Mrs. Ess Kay, .And you eat every bit, down bo the tippiest end of his claw"
 Iashould never have managed, the green corn, which grows like lots of pearls set close together in rows on q fat stick, if Mir. Parker hadn't scraped all the pearls off for me with a'fork and put butter and salt on them. l liked him little better after that. for he did the thing with great skill. When had got so far nothing could surprise me, and didn't turn hair when4I found that was expected to Feat pears cut up with salad oil But they were alligator pears, and when you tasted them 1t appeared that they had nothing whatever to do with the fruit Kingdom. Best of all I liked the watermelon which came at the end, cut in little balls. looking like straw berry water ice and soaked in cham pagne. I hope that all the things to eat in America won't be so nice or may grow stout before go back, and Vic says it is better for a girl to hang herself. s~ belt was very trying. too, to find that l was keeping every course waiting. I've never been accused of greatness at home, though I've often been made to feel guilty of most other sins in the calendar. but I did feel queer when l began to realize that everybody else had finished what was on their plates, when I'd just about discovered what the thing was. It made me so uncom- fortable to see them all leaning back waiting for me, after their plates had been whisked away, that I took to bolting the rest of my, food. and by the time we'd got rid of nine courses | in about half an hour felt qualified to write the autobiography of an ana conda.
 As for the iced water, had intend ed to refuse it at, any cost because Vic and mother both solemnly warned me that 1t made all the difference be. tween a complexion and mere skin. | But the minute landed began think. l ing hard about iced water, and I soon discovered that when you are in America a comparatively small con sideration like complexion would never keep you from drinking it. Tn fact, nothing would. You feel as if you must drink iced water, .,pints of iced water, in rapid succession, if not only your complexion, but your whole face were to be swept away in the deluge. Once you have got the taste nothing can quench it but iced water more iced water and still more iced water!
 After dinner. while we were having heavenly Turkish coffee in the foun tain court who should come but Mir Doremus. It seemed to me a funny time to call, but apparently the, others didn't think it out of the way. He wanted us to so to some theater on roof, and ] should have loved it, espe cially when Mrs. Ess Kay said yol didn't get smudges on your nose al you would if you sat on roof in Lon don, a thing which never heard O anybody except cats doing. But sh' was tired. and suppose 1t would hav' been ladylike for me to be, only l wal much too excited. So MT. Doremu stayed, and he and MT. Parker talked more slang in an hour than l think ever heard in my whole life, though
 have always considered Stan talented in that way.
 But Stan's slang and Vic's are quit different from American slang. Il America you build up your whole con versation out of it, and it's wonderful longed for notebook while thos two men were talking to put every thing down. and l felt if people wer often going to be as funny as that
 should need to go home soon to res my features.
 When I go home I shall probabl. have collected so much slang in m. | nores that I shall talk ahout Duttin,