HUMOURS OF VISITORS’ BOOKS.

Woodville Examiner, Volume XXVIII, Issue 4627, 7 May 1915, Page 1 (Supplement)

HUMOURS OF VISITORS’ BOOKS.

SOME AMUSING ENTRIES. The custom of keeping books in hotels and boarding houses, and asking visitors to leave behind them some written record of their stay, has been productive of many witty effusions, the humour of which, however, could scarcely bo appreciated in some cases by “mine host.”

It was Quin, the actor, who, many years ago, wrote the following at the once-famed Pelican Inn, near Newbury :

The famous inn at Speenhamland, That stands beneath the hill, May well be called the Pelican, From its enormous bill.

An hotel-keeper in the Argentine Republic proudly points to tlie following recommendation written by an English visitor:— ' “

“If you have no objecton to garlic In your food, treacle in your wine, mosquitoes in your bedroom, and dishonesty in your landlord ; if you are content with a saucer for your bath, and if you like being hurled out of bed in the morning by an earthquake, I can, from experience, recommend this hotel.” Needless to say, the landlord could not read English. DRESS AND UNDRESS.

At a pretentious suburban hotel, says “Truth,” one may read; “I have pleasure in testifying to the bon ton of this betel. Everyone dresses for dinner except the cook. The proprietors give the cook next to nothing to dress for dinner”; while at an old established posting house in Lancashire some ambiguous visitor entered this remark ; “The food hero is exceptional; I feel hungry every day.”

A little more flattering is the follow- / ing witty parody, written in another J hotel hook ;

Seated one day at the junction, 1 was hungry and 511 at ease. And my footsteps wandered idly In search of bread and cheese. Here I found it at great satisfaction. And at. very moderate cost, Rut I wish the North Western Railway Would find the train they had lost.

Some clever punster wrote the following

The bread, like the landlord, is crusty; The game, like the charges, too high; The knives and the bacon arc rusty; _ The beds, too, are hard, like the pie. For attendance, why, you do the waiting— Champagne! on that subject I’m ilium; And hunting abounds in the night time, ‘"’d the quarry is “Hop o’er my

VERY UPSET. .-tiousnoss, too, is the keynote of “ Upon my arrival at this hotel ndlord told me that his visitors t invariably got fat. It is quite No doubt it is cheaper than lean Both my sons, who have enorappetites, at home, have been 1 of galloping consumption—of ; I am much upset at our ‘leavme of the entries are models of iseness and wit, as will be evident i the following : i hostelry a wide renown should win : ranger, I was promptly “taken'in.”

home from home,” their advertising boast; nd I reckon’d, though, without my .“host.” the wild charge they made! w, Barabbas was an hotel-keeper. pth the raven ” i a house 1 have never slept or dined in. :I isn’t the name for this dear hotel.