New York Tribune, New York, November 12, 1905
Commercial Traveller - What have you got, waiter?
Waiter - Sheep’s head, calf’s liver and pig’s feet.
Commercial Traveller - Great Scott! I don’t want to know about your physical deformities; I want something to eat.
The Evening Review, East Liverpool, Ohio, June 13, 1945
Bismarck Tribune, North Dakota, January 11, 1884
The Richmond Item, Indiana, October 25, 1915
The Winnipeg Tribune, Manitoba, June 24, 1918
The Appeal, Saint Paul, Minnesota, November 8, 1902
Don’ts for American waiters
Boston Post, Massachusetts, March 3, 1921
St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Missouri, December 9, 1900
The Pittsburgh Press, Pennsylvania, March 25, 1912
St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Missouri, April 24, 1910
The Akron Beacon Journal, Ohio, June 10, 1922
St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Missouri, February 11, 1895
St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Missouri, October 11, 1896
The room that you enter is vault-like and filled with coffins.
The undertaker-waiters call out in sad tones: “Welcome to death,” and “Choose your coffin.”
Having chosen your coffin and ordered your poison (probably beer), the waiter brings it to you, repeating some such formula as:
“Here is something to finish you off - a drink made from microbes and grave worms.”
All around you hear the undertaker-waiters repeating their dreadful phrases: “Welcome to death.” “Here is something to poison you.” “The dead cannot laugh.” “This will make you rot quickly.”
St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Missouri, September 13, 1907
I don’t think that’s his name..
Brooklyn Life and Activities of Long Island Society, New York, May 23, 1925