The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1915-02-13

bone-headed Staff, she had a fat
Chance to give correct Imitation of
Mrs. Stuyvesant Fish.
All during the nine Courses she had
to yelp more Orders than the Fore
mar of a Street Gang. A Megaphone
would have helped some.
The Hostess who wishes to look
and carry on like Duchess, certainly
finds it vexing when pop-eyed Lizzie
leans against all of the principal
Guests in turn and then endeavors to
shoot the Episcopalian Rector in the
Neck with gush of real Champagne.
After one of these fiiv Affairs, at
which the Rummies had balled up
the whole Menu, Claudine came to the
front with an Ultimatum. She said
she was going to can the awful Birth
place and spend the remainder of her
Natural among the real Dowdy-Dows.
"Right-o, Babel" spoke up Elan.
To-day have put the Works into a
new Combine which makes me a Ju-
nior so far as the plant is concerned,
but boosts me into the Charley
Schwab division when 1t comes to
Collateral. have three million Iron
Boys and most of 1t is Turkey / am
foot-loose and free as a Robin. Let
us beat it to the Big Show. 1t is about
time that the vast Territory lying to-
ward the East should be aroused from
its Lethargy. Go as far as you like"
The two were foxy. For monetary
and real estate Reasons they did not
give it out cold that they were max
ing final Getaway. They planned to
have Gusta remain at the dear old
Dump as Caretaker, but it was mere
ly Bluff
When the Town Hack followed a
Wagon Load of Trunks to the Depot,
Claudine leaned out and said: Fare
thee well, o you Indian Village! This
is the Parting of the Ways for little
Sunshine"
Next, we see them in the gaudy
Diner. eating Sweetbreads.
Next day, thousands of warm-heart-
ed New Workers were packed along
the Water Front all the Way from the
Battery to Grants Tomb, giving royal
Welcome to the Corr-fed Pilgrims. At
any rate. they were Packed.
When Elan and Claudine entered
the Hotel, the discerning Bell-Hops
had them stand back until the others
had registered.
They were Important, but they did
not carry any Signs.
Elan should have worn the Letter
Of Credit on he outside.
After they had taken the Imperial
Suite and invited all the Servants on
the Twelfth Floor to a Silver Shower,
they found that the Call-Bells worked
fine. If Elan moved in the general
direction of a Button, a handsome
West Pointer would fit in with a
pitcher of Iced Water and then hover
around for his Bit.
Both realized that the first requisite
was lot of new money.
Even when they raped sharply
with Spoon and ordered Garcon to
hurry up the Little Birds with a
Flagon Of st. Regis Bubbles to come
along as Drench, they realized that
they did not look the Parts.
Elan still combed his Hair in the
style approved by the BARRIERS Guide
and Manual" for 1887.
Claudine was fully clothed as far w
as her Neck and didn't have the
Nerve to hoist the Lorgnette.
Elan went out and had himself
draped by a swagger Tailor who was
said to do a lot of Work for the Van
derbilt boys.
In his Afternoon Wear he resembled
the Manager of Black Goods Depart
ment.
After DOMINIC the complete SouI
and Fish, known in swozzey circles a.
Thirteen and the Odd. he didn't lool
as much like Waiter as one nigh