New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1873-04-22

20 tho yrol We have lively sketch by Miss Margaret
Hewitt, Of the Summer experience OF an hhgliSn
party in that romantic country. the UaVehnH
group lconssted OF the writer her parents Wilha'"
and Mary Hewitt and Miss Margaret Foley, the diS'n
guished American sculpress, "who while loyal 70 her
native country has created herself through her tai
ent her love of work, and her self dependence
bright social and artistic life in Italy" Amusing shee
dote rather than graphic description orns INC s'"p
the article and among others have the story OF the
bluff Quaker poet in at the loss OF his poots
We urided ourselves being experienced travellers,
, o. S,uentIy immeiiately secured four places In the
Ewagen which was TO start from the I1 at olVIA
handed over our luggage 10 the authorities, parOOk OF
sumner then retired 10 reS tue case OF
~ va Niorgarets To the soundest OF sumbers-until IN
tic norning we were suddenly awOke, not by the ex
peced knock OF the chanbermaid, but by hurrynS TO
and fro g feet and the sound of several eager voices
Sounding through the echoing corridors Fortunately,
IL was not only perfectly ight nut exhausted nature
,r osionshment that 1t was past o'clock. The storm
continued outside whit abated ana In the midst or
the human huDbub the fathers voice sounded clear and
The British lion is roaring exclaimed Margaret
then. snatchng at my allure was III the mast OF 'ne
disturbance in very few minutes. ,,-,.-.,
Nv father stood az his door and held in his appraised
hand pair OF Vainous hoots, old aud clouted,' NJ
for the GbeOnes very different from the substantial
English aids TO the understanding which he had placed
in all good faith outside his door the previous night
meager-faced chambermad was wrnging her hands pc
side hun. Two walters vociferated, whilst third,
whose eyes were still heavy with sleep, was blndly
cropping at the other doors.
"My excellent London boots. made on special last
have disappeared" said my father trying TO moderate
his Indignation "and this vile rubbish has been substi-
tuted their stead.-Where Is your mastery he tie
manded Of the sObhiug woman. Fetch elther your
master or my boots"
Herr Jel Herr Jel Tve hunted high and low, up
stairs and down." murmured the weeping maid, ana
the gracious gentleman's boots are nowhere"
"sr." SAID little round headed man, who seemed 10
have his wits about him. 81 know very well that these
are not your boots. cleaned graces boots, ana
placed them at your door at o'clock. Its some Deggary
Meschcrs who have Crcpt up stairs ara exchanged lot
them, unawares their old leather hmks;" -,-,
"Ah yes" said the wallng woman; "thTee Meschers'
who came for the fair, slept In the barn. ana nad some
bread aud cheese before they LETT, an hour ago"
the midst OF this explanation the door OF NO was
slightly opened and arm IN shlrt sleeve apcaltd
and drew pair of boots. Hardly. however, was tHe
door closed when the bell OF No began TO ring VIZ
| lently. ...
Then with one accord the whole bevy Of distracted ser
wants rushed to No. 2, declaring their innocence.
''Ny good people, | cannot understand one WORD you
saw" replied a mild English voice. IL request you TO Oe
gone, and let one oil you oi'ns me lily own Pi0p''
| The British lion-who, It must be owned had reason
10 rOarbecame Gained at the evident innocence OF me
servants and the gentle sounds OF TINS BRUSH alnD lie
therefore went TO rescue and explained the matter
10 No. q who In his turn meekly eNpOstulated; very
vexatous Dear me! My capital boots made expressly
for Alpine climbing! But we must nahe INC peH' VI H.
| Maids and men stil remained in an excited group.
when al this iuncture the head waiter appeared, brng-
ing with MN the landlord a respectable mlddeaGed
man who bowling repeatedly, assured the gentlemen OF
ms extreme annoyance at the whole anar, especially as
II COMPROMISED the of his noted house. Indeed ne
wOud gladly refund the loss the two pairs VI boots
| not forthcoming.
Salmon Fishing in Canada" "Philadelphia Zoology
| cal Gardens" and "Queen Victoria Is a Millionaire
are the titles of readable papers and there are poems by
| Howard GlyndOn and Mary b. Dodge.