Is this spacious airy hall, with a fountain playing in the middle of
shrubs, and abundant light coming in through painted windows, really
the "Apple-pie Restaurant" in its new form?
And this neat-handed Phyllis, who respectfully awaits my orders
as soon as I have taken my very comfortable seat, _can_ she be the
substitute for the over-worked and distracted City waiter of the past?
I see that especial care is taken to prevent the room being filled
with more lunchers than it can hold with comfort to each individual
customer, by an apparatus which automatically closes the door when
every seat is full.
What! No shooting down of one's plate before one as if fired from a
catapult, and no tedious waiting for dishes never ordered! This is a
Luncher's Paradise.
It seems possible that I may now escape the dyspepsia which, in the
old days, was the unfailing legacy of lunch.
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"TOUJOURS 'GAY.'"--On an exit of Mrs. LANGTRY, as _Esther Sandraz_, at
the St. James's Theatre:--
"Adieu! she cried, and wav'd her Lily hand."
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FORTHCOMING NEW WORK to be expected in about six weeks' time,
_Newton's Principia_, revised and corrected by Mr. JUSTICE CAVE.
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