Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-01-29
'DRYS" TO PLUG UP
BROAD ST. STATION
"HOLE IN THE WALL y
No More Quick Ones for
the Men Who Are Ruled
by Time Tables and Other
Thirsty Travellers.

That Bronx, which the dear, staid, old
couple you dine with once n month out
Media-ways will not provide before the
consomme, and which you were wont to
grab off on n flying leap into the hole in
the wall Cyou know; little bar off the
Broad Street Station quick-lunch room
with q seconds to make the 5:49--well
really it's hard to see lust where you'll
why, it's even possible you'll do without
It hereafter; with only q seconds, re-
member!
Pretty soon you'll be saying, ut was
convenient, wasn't It?" They're going to
close the place.
Conceive Public opinion as long. lean
giant that stood, long ago. at about 9TH
and Spruce and stretched himself along
the westering thoroughfare glaring into
all the windows as he sprawled, saying.
BE respectable, and stay so!'
Conceive him finding himself long
enough to stretch his invisible bulk from
the hips up right up Broad street, frown-
ing out of countenance the old Rialto into
saloonless propriety, and wrigging his
shoulders around City Hall, peering into
Broad Street Station.
ANU dlltT lOUB lltulIaIlO0. inserting n
long, wiry arm through the door up the
staircase around by the telephone booths.
then darting q lean forearm right over
the innocent barrier of the lunch counter
sealing up the deeply secreted hole in
the WALL with the fiat of his thumb!
ECHOES OF THE GREAT DEAD.
The place is little uncanny. for all its
garish brillancy. There are echoes, at
tine nttle, semicircular bar, of statesmen
dead and gone (and politically dying and
gofng) who made many 2O-minutes-till-
tran-time go like nothing at all, watch
ing the marvellous agility with the shaker
of men who have had to shake quickly
to give the bootblack and barber chance
to take their toll of the cruelty pressed
traveller;
sIaS, Great Caesar, ca dead and turned to clay
wind away.
There hastily arrived on many an oc-
casion he who was Father of the House
and who hailed from our Land of the
Piggeries and who went to Congress
when the Wares were little boys.
There assembled Senators, aye. senior
Senators and in their Junior years, too,
to test the speed of swift, swarthy bar
tenders and crack jokes about Local
Option when Local Option really was a
joke-before it became their nightmare
Trains leave Broad Street Station for
Harrisburg as well as Washington; and
Echo could tale unfold of real, good, |
though quick, parties at the little scimi- |
tar-shaped bar, in which n goOdly sec |
tion of the City's representation i'm the !
Legislature chatted lightly about the |
minCe meat they were on their way to cut
the latest child labor bill into; or, may |
hap, about the Mud Horse's chance of |
the third race at the Havre
de Grace race track on the morrow.
AND THOSE SLY COMMUTERS!
There was another class (how easy it
gets to say wasp not so famous, whose
drinks were prepared for them-for some
Of them-according to the time table, be-
fore their corporeal appearance, late every |
afternoon at the same time.
'Theahs Mlstah Jawges Martini
poured out for him an doggone IL he
don't go an be late" observes his
young friend" standing a-tiptoe behind
the bar to look at the clock and for Mr..
George. "Yes, sir, 5:47 now, an he's
a-goin' Z miss his him."
A tall man dashes through the lunch
room in the nick OF time. "Gotter ready.
my young friend? zowle, some kick to
that onel On the ball, wasn't l. my
young friend? "Bye" and he's off.
How do, Mistah Jawge? Goo'-bye
Mistah Jawge! Well. If that wasn't
some close shavin'-toot, toot, he's half
way to Nahbehth already"
The Passing of the Second Floor Back,
so to speak. win be a cause of eyebrows
raised high and mouths opened wide i'm
horror not only for the resi-
dents Of Philadelphia and its environs
v no take 'quiak ones