The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1910-12-11
GRIDIRON DINERS
IN FEAST Of FUN
Continued from Page One.


the arrangement of the blossoms. con
trasted as they were against the dark
green foliage Of spreading palms. which
appealed to the eye with AL the beauty
and effectiveness Of a perfect picture
Binl IN an instant the lights were
out The picture disappeared. In its
stead was n blackness which hid flowers
and tables and guests. Out of the dark
ness issued a voice which sang a musi-
cal welcome. This is what the voice
warbled:
You're invited 10 our dinner.
BE you saint or mortal sinner
And We bid you welcome, all:
Let your thoughts be bright and CHEEKY,
Far from things thar make you weary,
kanish worry from this hall;
Let us eat. drink. and be merry.
Drain the cocktail 10 the cherry
And Wen sing a song and have a joke
For good feIlowship's the flavor
That gives life a pleasant SAVIOR,
And We offer IL To you.
The chorus was sung with great enthu-
siasrn, especially the last line, which de-
clared that the occasion was a Gridiron
holiday Everybody in the room knew
this as fact. even before the singers
lifted their melOdiOus voices: but the
assurance thus impaired the assembled
throng was heartily applauded Then
from the president OF the club came a
few words of greeting. the big electric
gridfron flashed its brilliant welcome, and
the wheels began TO revofve.
Have you ever been to a Gridiron din
ner. gentle reader? II SO, then YOU know
what happened-not exactly what hap
pened, for the Gridron Club never re-
peats. II not, then 1t may b. worth
while to relate some OF the things that
gave unique AMI enjoyable entertainment
to the guests who were present last
night Some OF them came many, many
miles IN order to be present. Somehow
or other distance does not seem to Be an
obstacle IN the way OF getting TO a Grid-
iron dinner.
a BurIesque ON sSThe MikRdo.7
Well LET'S begin with the entrance of
bunch OF ordinarily sedate and middle
aged gentleman, sayiy attired in sWoetly
pretty Japanese costumes. one of the
club members had written a burIesdue
on ~T'he Mikado" which would have
made Gilbert turn green with envy. The
costumes were rich and handsome, coy
cred all over with gold embroidery, and
the fans were Just as Japanesy as they
could be.
Where, o where. is the lord high exc
cutionerY' sang the chorus.
Why do you want an executioner?''
asked President Bone. just as If he were
taken by surprise.
a wandering minstrel named Nanki
10 Cannon was the response. has been
standing pat on the pie counter until
were tired Of seeing him around"
Enter NankI 10 Cannon. stubby whis-
kers. big cigar. and flowing robes. He
introduced himself in the following Ian
Euage.
wandering SPEAKER ]. a regular stand
patIer,
With parliamentary chatter.
In good old days gone by;
But I've struck out and they've put
Up another batter.
My hopes begin TO scatter.
And all IN vain try
% cdiNH the speaker eve.
Sniekersnee for Cannon.
81 shall be happy to aid in the decapi-
tatiOn." said Pish-Tush Clark. "but I
thought that he had many friends"
That shows that he is a foe to pro-
gressivism, replied Poo-Bah Cum
minis. ITO be a progressive man
must make enemies. We tried to get
Nanki 10 Cannon 20 cut his own head
OF, but he went out TO Danvine and had
IL fastened on tighter"
Whereupon this song was sung about
Nanki 10 Cannon:
He's a regular son Of a gun
Chorus: Gun. gun
He is sharp and he's shifty,
He's neat and he's nifty.
You never have known him 10 run
Whatever the peril might be:
As a car he has taken the bun
Chorus: Bun bun.
When he raised his gavel
You might as well travel.
He'd get you before he was done
Ana leave you sight for 20 sec
The chorus. sung with much JUNCTION.
was IN these words.
He was always a son of a gun. gun. gun
We never have known him TO run, run,
run.
You can't faze him, nor blum when you
raise him
For he is a son OF a gun, sir.
Yon can't faze him or bluff raise him.
For he Is son or a gun
Saved by dikado Taft.
But who should be the decapItator. so
10 SPEAK? Victor Murdoek? He would be