Pat and the 400 (1910)
The household of the fashionable Bradley-Larkins is suffering an extremely bad attack of ennui, due, no doubt, to a lull in social activities. Mrs. Bradley-Larkin, racking her brain tor some new method of excitement, is about to give up in despair when the following paragraph from the morning's paper catcher her eye: "SLUMMING is BECOMING MORE FASHIONABLE, Members of the Four Hundred are being kept busy making calls upon and ministering to the poor of Carnegie Alley." "Ah, just the thing," exclaims Mrs. Bradley-Larkin. And that afternoon, having enlisted a number of her fashionable friends and with her auto loaded down with hothouse grapes, sofa pillows and other unnecessary luxuries, they alight in front of the dingy shanty which is the property of one Patrick Murphy. Now Pat and his family despite their poverty are happy. They have plenty to eat, a place to sleep, while Pat gets his customary "can" and his pipe of tobacco every evening. Pat is happily engaged in blowing off the "suds," with the children romping about him, when the door opens and in burst on this happy scene Mrs. Bradley-Larkin, Mrs. Pink-Pinkley, et al. Mrs. Bradley-Larkin, assuming leadership of the party, offers her presents, then secs the beer on the table, and reprimanding poor Patrick for the use of the vile liquid while his children are in want, throws the contents out the door. She also finds a sprinkling of dust on the mantelpiece and lifts her eyebrows questioningly to Mrs. Murphy. Then reminding the Murphy family of how thankful they ought to be, the slumming party sweeps majestically out. "Well, I'll be --" Pat begins. "Did yez iver see the loike?" Mrs. Murphy interjects. Again the door opens and a crowd of Pat's curious friends enter. After much discussion one of the crowd offers a paper which contains the following notice: "Grand musicale given in honor of Sr. Compannisky, the celebrated pianist, at the Bradley-Larkin mansion at 2 P.M. to-morrow." A happy thought comes to Pat. He suggests that they go slumming to the home of Mrs. Bradley-Larkin. This scheme is eagerly agreed to and Pat's guests depart to arrange for the swell affair. The next afternoon, while Sr. Compannisky is seated at the grand piano in Mrs. Bradley-Larkin's drawing room thrumming out crescendos and ear-splitting fortissimos, a strange caravan, composed of dump carts, comes driving up the driveway and pauses under the porte-cochere. It is Pat Murphy and his delegation from Carnegie Alley on a little slumming expedition of their own. The scene which follows is ludicrous to the extreme. Pat and his friends, paired off in neat couples, stroll into the drawing room. Straightway couples stroll into the drawing room. Straightaway Pat turns over the hothouse grapes, sofa pillows, etc., to Mrs. Bradley-Larkin, adding a few presents of his own choice. They forcibly persuade Sr. Compannisky to drink beer out of the pail, while the goat, happy and contented, munches the music sheets which have dropped from the piano. Then Lizzie Murphy, pride of the alley, seats herself in the seat of the vanquished senor and rattles off a little Irish rag while Pat and his friends dance happily. Then, satisfied their revenge is complete, they bid Mrs. Bradley-Larkin, Mrs. Pink-Pinkley and the others a fond adieu and go out.
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