Show TRUE STORY OF HOW SIXTEEN REACH THE LAND OF MILK AND HONEY This Is the tale of a brandy brand less Jess turkey dinner a dinner where the good god Bacchus reigning supreme and happy happ elsewhere on the day da beamed benignly down on the assembled diners with that pitying quizzical smile Bacchus is wont to as assume assume assume sume when a quarry of his favored sub have left his domain softly musing to himself as Poes raven mused amused one memorable morning mornin Nevermore never nevermore more whilst on the banquet board beard be fore him the tho th upturned sauterne goblets brimmed with creamy milk and green tea sparkled in the champagne glasses some sixteen the sor sorrowing sorrowing sorrowing rowing Bacchus watched as yesterday afternoon seated about the ing day board in the cheery dining room of the th Keeley institute at West Vest South Temple street each satisfied the cray cra ings of oC a new inner man the latter and the dinner having haying been supplied by b Dr W M lI Brown the president of the tute Savory Smell of Turkey The Thc savory smell smelt of the time turkey the dressing and the dumplings floated out through the club rooms of the institute and set the time disciples of Salt Lakes of water wagon enviously hungry But alack the th wafted odors seemed strangely insufficient It still lacked a of dinner time tim and while not nota a word was said the lounged about the rooms spasmodically reading the morning paper and covertly listening for the sound of popping corks from the chefs quarters True they were learning again the route of the water wagon but hut did any anyone anyone anyone one ever hear r of a Thanksgiving day din dinner dinnet in inner ner net without a finisher The sun was wason wason wason on its downward course when the smiling doctor ushered his guests to the dining room Ye Gods The Taste of Milk Was It Bill nm or Jake Jakc who stumbled at the threshold What That was this that filled each glass Milk Sixteen silent men ranged them themselves themselves themselves selves about that dinner table and were seated The doctor smiled his smile outside was sunshine and muddy streets The birds sang joyously about the big bay window of or the dining room truly an ideal day and table It was a great dinner even the ex cx tanks had to vote it so but who knows as each lifted his brimming glass lass of milk on high to wash down Sir Turkey what pictures of turkey dinners In days das gone by lay hidden there The milk was gulped The tea came next or mayhap It was coffee It all aU tast tasted tasted tasted ed the same The dinner done the company compan filed flied back to their newspapers and magazines The thoughts of at former Thanksgiving days da s would come como back In spite of stomachs full fulland fulland fulland and satisfied Tom and Jerry Jem Sauterne Champagne Port Idle thoughts true for Cor what use has an for such as these I But this morning there Is one big house I out West est South Temple street way where whereat at least theres no mouths with dark brown tastes no heavy heaY heads are there and the cold col gray dawn of or the morn mornIng ing after is but a myth |