The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1909-08-24
BY Robert IL. Hazard.

The walters in the dining room
md the chef in the kitchen struck
simultaneously at the Fairfax ho-
eel at S:12 a. M, and the men,
1ers of the white house clerical
sorce, headed by Assistant Secre-
AIRY Rudolph Forster, are living
on cold canned sea food.
1t was all the fault of those
Washington fellers," however,
and II they eat cold canned sea
food the rest of their stay In Bev-
erly, they'll get mighty little SYM
pathy from the villagers. For,
what do you think, they came In
late to breakfast yesterday, day
before yesterday and the day be-
fore that. OF course, 1t wasn't
very late, only 10 minutes after 0
O'Clock, but business is business.
hours are hours. and what will be-
come of us poor girls and cooks
IL we are going to be kept wait
ing on fellers from Washington
all day long?
The proprietor of the Fairfax
warned Forster, jim Smithers.
Webster, Hinmann and the other
men from the white house that
they would have to mend their
hours and get down to breakfast
on time, but warnings apparently
had no effect. So the four girls
In the dining room took off their
aprons, put on their hats, opened
the door into the kitchen to cry.
Chef, we're off"-and were off.
sure enough.
The town hasn't had as much
excitement during all the $50
years that the old curfew bell has
been ringing on Cabot street. The
eurfew Shoes everyone under 10
inside of doors at p. M, and as
the loud notes of the bell peal over
the city, all the old maid boarders
on the hotel verandas make a
great stir to rush for cover. "Of
course l am over IT," said one of
the maiden ladies at the Highland,
who is probably more than 80,
but you see l got so used to GO
ing in when l had to, that l still
keep it up"
Inc proprietors of the hotels
have put up their rates to show
that they appreciate the added
importance of the city since the
president converted it from a pin
point on the map to large black
spot. Mayor Trowt's delapidated
hacks are very busy collecting
strangers at the railroad station
and taking them out to Burgess
point, where the president cot
tage is located.
Every afternoon at 3 a crowd
of $50 or 200 collect out on the
road to see Mr.. Taft come in from
the golf links in his automobile.
The mayor charges those who ride
from the village to the Taft cot
tage anywhere from 25 cents to 81
a head. The price varies accord
ing to the passengers familiarity
with Beverly. If he is a stranger
he pays 81; If he has been out
there before he gets the ride for
30 cents; and il lie puts up fierce
kick and says he will go to the
mayor and raise a howl, the tariff
is revised downward to 25 cents.
A Boston automobile concern
Is trying hard to get permission
to run line of three taxicabs
from the town to the presidents |
cottage, but they'll never get |
their honks into Beverly if Mayor
Trowt sees them first. Trowt re-
ferred their last application to a |
special committe of aldermen,
of a hack driver, a |
horseshoer and a veterinary sur
geon. Marvellous to relate, the
committee decided against the
autos. Now the taxi people |
threaten to bring the matter to |
the attention of the president.
Since the president came a new
graveyard has been started. It'll
Is going to be fine, handsome
and is located, but not
for the presidents use, on the
road leading to his cottage.
Benjamin Huntoon, the oldest |
grocer in Beverly, who has his
store on the road to the Taft cot
tage, celebrated this week by TAX
ing the first vacation of his life.
In all the thirty years that he has
been doing business at the same
spot he never took a day off. |
told him that IL the
president Of the United States
could afford to take vacation, he I
ought to. well, l WILL" ex-
claimed Huntoon, land just to
show that amt stingy with my
self I'll make 1t a good one and