The sun., 1910-01-09
LOTOS CLUB HOLIDAY FROnC
BELATED CHRISTMAS GAYETY
IN THE NEW HOME.

Four Hundred Members Follow President
Lawrence IN the Attack on BarOns
OF Beef and Yuletlde Punch-Oid
English Songs and Customs rule
Sweeter baronnes OF good red beef,.
yuletyde punch. moro sturdy and mer-
rier good fellows never were in the roar
ing days Of bluif King Hall Where the
lotos flower found itself glowing with the
red glory OF Twelfth Night and the cap
and bells OF the revels were wreathed with
mistletoe there the good fellows Of the
Lotos Club found great cheer last night
and sung the Wassail Song until Its num-
bers were familiar with oft repeating.
By poetic license it was Christmas
and the New Year and Twelfth Night all
rolled into one up in the great banquet
looped across the holly red OF the walls.
By the license OF the holiday season old
fellows wore paper caps on their reverend
heads and twigged their boards with
sprays OF holly. and young fellows as
sumed the dignity OF the wassail cup to
add years to their gravity. The first holi-
day frolic in the new clubhouse. that OF
last night. was an invitation to perna-
nent residence for royal good fellowship.
It began downstairs when the trdm-
peters in the slashed blouses and sky
blue trunks OF King Halls day set foot
upon the first step Of the broad staircase
and blew a fanfare OF advance upon the
stronghold Of beef and pudding In the
banquet hall. More than 900 was the
number Of them that accepted the invita-
tion and went up to battle with the viands.
With President Frank r. lawrence head
/ ing the noble procession. the merrymakers
went to the battle OF the tables. Hardly
had they seated themselves whom the
president stood in the midst and held
aloft the wassail cup calling the toast:
Here. then. bid ye all wasssil.
Cursed be he who will not "a Drinkhail.
Then the waits. four quaint fellows Of
the IOtos quartet, gathered about the
Song all to the glory OF the fuietyde
All lights went out with that and from
pillar and post about the sides OF the
great banquet hall glowed great red lotos
howers sPrlnEing fTSm rom the me- oFSss a.. STIS SS
| blossoms Of flame. fashioned in semblsnce
| OF the clubs insignia. Under their genial
glow came the procession OF the walters
! besring the green turtle soup. and after
WARD the -8OuIe W0LCn IIlbAco Au LuB
| lish banquet hoard advance guard.
High, then, above the heads OF all the
diners were borne by the stewards and the
stewards assistants the great baronnes
of beef The smoking ribs and fat tanks
circled the hall. heralded by a hurdy-
gurdy band OF Elizabethan murnmers.
! Then the waits lifted up their voices in
| the song to The Roast Beef OF Old Eng
land Out snapped the lights and
there came in then a great silver bowl,
whence leaped aloft the blue flames OF
the punch. A fambeau was then borne
in the darkness and around its Pickering
light gathered the waits 70 chant the
glees that hail the night Of Nativity.
great sacrifice was that made by
these faithful waits. who eschewed the
roast beef and the Yorkshire pudding.
the Dmkirk gIineas and the plum pud-
ding that they might lift up their voices
in Iuneful caroling each time that a new
course was ushersd to the board. The
names OF the martyrs: Harvey w. Hinder
meyer @. Morgan Stxicklett. La Rue
Boals and Frank j. Smith. tuneful singers
all. l
Her brow IL like the snowdrift,
Her neck h like the swan:
Her face, IL Il the fairest
That e'er the sun shone on.
The charms OF Annie Laurie. ever