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