1931 Old Waldorf Bar Days by Albert Stevens Crockett

Faculty and Proctors Killackey and Doyle were regular attendants at meet– ings of the Tenderloin Club, an organization composed largely of newspaper reporters, and which functioned in the neighborhood of the Tenderloin police station. Johnnie Kenny was usually there and he never missed anything worth telling in print. It was a great place for the exchange of yarns, and under the spell of good– fellowship and equally good beer,. the two hotel men would recount the expfoits of Bellhop O'Reilly. After the staff dinner referred to, they resorted to the Club, as usual and, of course, they must tell the latest and what proved to be their las,t O'Reilly story, for Boldt had that day discharged the bellhop as too gifted an interpreter of the "\Valdorf's magnificence. Spread in the Sun a day or two later, Doyle and Kil– lackey read all the doings of O'Reilly as they had told them in sequence at the Tenderloin Club. It ~o hap– pened that shortly before the proprietor of the hotel had given strict orders against publicity. There had been too much of it, he had said, and his guests were complaining. That, be it stressed, was a different day from this in which we now livei Killackey and Doyle spent an anxious morning. What would the Old Man say? And do? He was a person of singular acumen and they knew he could easily trace to them the story which, in its way, emphasized a defect in the hotel organization. They talked it over gloomily and wondered if they hadn't better look around for new jobs. Boldt rarely came downstairs before noon. Both the Assistant Steward and the Wine Steward avoided the