200 THE FOGY DAYS AND NOW; 



Our meals are square, the cooking good, 

 We put up things just as we should ; 

 Our rooms are nice, the linen clean, 

 Servants attentive as ever seen. 



A first.class middle-class hotel. 

 Where best people are wont to dwell ; 

 Great middle-class, of all the best. 

 Purest, truest of all the rest ; 

 The strong bulwarks of every land. 

 Their country's pillars do they stand ; 

 They are the muscle and the brain, 

 Pardon us if we speak too plain. 



But grand hotels there ought to be, 

 Grand things are pleasant for to see ; 

 Let those who have to throw away. 

 Suit their fancy, for which they pay. 

 Must be hotels of every sort, 

 Hotels for purses that are short; 

 Ours is run on the solid plan. 

 The right place for the middle man. 



Now, friend and stranger, what you need 

 Is, that your purses should not bleed. 

 Good fare at reasonable prices, 

 Not to pay for extra devices ; 

 Then, traveler, stop with Dave U. Sloan, 

 Make you feel like his house is yourn ; 

 He'll feed you and sleep you so well, 

 You can't keep away from his hotel. 



