In the Manhattan office of the U. S. Appraiser of Customs, last week, seven solemn gentlemen sat down for a series of unmannerly, inquisitive tea parties. Ignoring social usage, they did not gather at tea time but in the morning when their senses were acute. Ignoring polite tradition, they sniffed each cup vigorously, filled their mouths full, then spewed into large brass cuspidors. No hostess was present to pour tea from the hundred assembled samples, nor was there any host except the U. S. Government. The nearest...
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