Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1872-12-06
THE OTHER MIR. BROWN.

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SAY there is another Mr.. Brown. 1t is
on account of the existence of the other
Mr.. Brown, that I have lately had so
much trouble.
[ am employed by one of our large
Philadelphia commercial houses as a
travelling salesman, and frequently
make business visits to the principal
cities Of our own adjoining States
Last Summer, while on visit to Har-
risburg, and stopping at a cosy hotel
there, the following ludicrous incident
occurred:
On my arrival I registered my name
on the visitors books as Mr.. Brown.
The landlords consequential manner
Immediately altered to one of Difference
on reading my name, and was unex-
pectedly assigned to one of the best
rooms in the house, and was still more
surprised at mine host going to my
chamber with me, and personally sup
erintending the making of the room
tidy and comfortable. [ was not &C
customed to having so much attention
paid to me by strangers, and could only
attribute it to my good looks and gen
it1eman1y department..
After the landlord had retired, I
seated myself at the table and began a
letter to my friend at home. | had
written but few lines when was an
noyed by strange buzzing of voices,
which seemed to come from the key
hole of the door.
"Is it possible" I said to myself,
''that the residents of this house can
take such an interest in my affairs as
to 60 to caves dropping after me?"
| walked noislessly to the door, and,
suddenly opening it, surprised no less
than dozen ladies and gentlemen who
were taking covert glances. at me by
turns through the narrow orifce in
tended for the key. On my unexpect-
ed appearance at the door all beat a
hasty retreat into their respective bed
chambers, and the flying spectacles Of
disappearing skirts and coat tails was
a scene [ shall long remember.
[ could not immagine what it could
all mean. Why should the landlord
be so attentive to stranger, and why
should the ladies and gentlemen of the
house take such an extraordinary in
terest in me? But other wonders were
to come.
[ had scarcely proceeded with my
letter before was again interrupted
by knocking at the door. I answer
ed to the summons, when, to my in
tense astonishment, a beautiful young
lady sprang into my arms, calling me,
'Papa, dear papaH'
"There must be some mistake, nv
dear, | am not yours or anybody else's
papaH
The young lady was not dismayed
by this declaration, however, but con-
tinued to embrace me, and claimed me
as her paternal relative.
What was my surprise, when I again
disavowed any knowledge of her, to be
assured that she had expected would
disoWn her, but attributed it to the
wild freaks to which [ was subject.
''What wild freaks, my dear miss %
[ asked.
ooh, we have heard of them ALL"
she replied. '.Aunt Laura has we'll
described your character and peculiar
tiles in her letters. But how is man.
ma"
"My good girl, do you wish to drive
me mad? First you call me papa, and
now you ask me about mamma. Who
in the deuce is your mamma %
"Who is she! Why your second
wife, of course, and my stepmother,
whom [ have never seen, but | am dy-
ing to get look at her.
l was about making an angry ans
Wer, and declaring my claims as
bachelor, when there came trooping
into the room half dozen little chill
dren, who Immediately seized upon the
tails of my coat and the legs of my
pants, almost throwing me off my feet.
"Who ave these % cried, in distrac-
ton; care these youngsters more of my
ooh, no, papa," answered the young
lady, "these are Carries, your eldest
daughters children. They are your
grandchildren