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Show DEWEY'S LUNCH BASKE Carries it Every Day to the Court of Inquiry. (Chicago News.) Admiral Dewey carries his lunch every day to the navy yard, where the Schley court of inquiry is sitting. There is not a decent lunch room within a radius of a mile of the navy yard, and the admiral evidently was aware of this fact in advance, ad-vance, for on the first day of the inquiry in-quiry he hurried into the gunners' work shop jauntily carrying his little lunch basket, while Ah Lin. his Chinese servant, followed close behind tugging at the suit case that contained the admiral's ad-miral's uniform. Ah Lin and the suit case monopolized the attention that day. The crowd did not catch on to all the fine points of the diminutive basket that the hero of Manila carried. Now the arrival ar-rival of the basket is watched for as eagerly as is that of the head of the court of inquirv himself. The basket is of the finest Filipino weave and of a peculiar light green color that makes ft look seasick when contrasted con-trasted with the white walls and woodwork wood-work of the chamber in which the sessions ses-sions are held. It is always carefully wrapped with ribbon of that particular size and color that the dry goods clerk hands out when asked for "baby ribbon." When the court makes its midday adjournment ad-journment the admiral hurries into the retiring room in the rear of the court, balances the basket on his knees and patiently unwinds the narrow blue ribbon. rib-bon. After he finishes his luncheon he as patiently wraps the ribbon around the basket again and puts it carefully on his table. When his work is done for the. d;iy he bears his lunch basket to nis carriage, car-riage, tenderly places it on the seat beside, be-side, him and drives out of the navy yard. The crowd enjoys the beribboned lunch basket almost as much as the admiral appears to enjoy its contents, but so far as can be ascertained no one has had the temerity to chaff him about it. although it is well known that the admiral enjoys en-joys a joke. There is a musical sidewalk out in the naw vard. It leads to the gunners' work shop from the wide gate that closes the main entrance. It is formed of iron plates about two feet long and twenty inches wide, and the officers who live in the houses alongside the walk say they never noticed its musical qualities until the throngs began to walk over It on their way to the court of inquiry. Now dozens of men can be found in the navy vard who are willing to swear that a pedestrian, if sufficiently accomplished in i this particular style of walking, can play anv classic music just as effectively as can a skilled musician on a piano. The heels of the walker, when one steps brisklv. bring out various notos simil ir to those of a xylonhone. Some eiaim that thev have heard several well known airs played on the sidewalk, while one highly imaginative man avows that on thp nay after President McKlnlev" fUP-eral fUP-eral he heard "Nearer. My God. to Thee" Issue from these Iron plates as clparly as the dead president's favorite hymn was rendered by the marine band on the day previous. |