Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1873-06-18
A Story in the TyrOl.

AA'SS AAO"'eo III 0uC may AtUOtItCOtC
gives the following lively account Of her
fathers loss of his boots We prijed our
selves on being experienced travellers, and
consequently Immediately secured four
places in the eilwagen, which was to
start from the inn at 6 o'clock the next
morning for our destination, Bruneck.
We handed over our luggage to the
authorities, psrtook of supper, and then
retired contentedly to resin the case of
the two Margarets to the soundest of
slumbers--until in the morning We were
suddenly awoke, not by the expected knock
Of the chambermaid, but by hurrying to
and fro of feet, and the sound of several
eager voices resoundng through the ech-
DING corridors. Fortunately, it was not
only perfectly light, but exhausted nature
had enjoyed its allotted spell Of sleep
for we found, to our astonishment, that
it was ) O'Clock. The storm continue
outside, no whit abated, and in the midst
of the human hubbub the fathers voice
sounded clear and distinct
Z" The British lion is roaring" exclaim
ed Margaret then, snatching at my attire
L was in the midst of the disturbance in q
very few minutes.
My father stood at his door and held il
upraised hand pair of villainous boots
old and ' clouted," fit for the Glbeonites
very different from the substantial English
aids to the understanding which he had
placed in all good faith outside his doc
the previous night. A meager-faceC
chamo ermaid was wringng her hands be-
side him. Two walters vociferated, whilst
a third, whose eyes were still heavy witt
sleep, Was blindly cropping at the othe
, doors.
MY excellent London boots, made o.
special last, have disappeared" said my
father, trying to moderate his indigua
ton, " and this vile rubbish has been sub
stituted in their stead. Where is you
master ?" he demanded of the sobbin!
woman. Fetch either your master O.
my boots"
''.ierr Je! I've hunted high and low
up stairs and down." murmured the weep
ing maid, "ani the gracious gentleman
boots are nowhere"
, OH, Stiu lltbit
who seemed no have his wits about him
- | know very well that these are 40
your boots. | cleaned your grace's boots
and placed them at your door at O'Clock
1t is some beggarly Welchers wac hav'
crept up stairs and exchanged for them
unawares, their old leather hulks"
All yes" said the wailing woman
three Welchers, who came for the fan
slept in the barn, and had some bre id an
, cheese before they left, an hour ago"
In the midst of this explanation tn
a door of No. , was slightly opened. aud a
arm in a shirt-sleeve appeared and DIRE
in pair of boots. Hardly, however, w
the door closed when the bell of No. = b.
gan to ring violently.
Heavens another pair gone - exclain
ed waiter Then with one accord tt
: whole bevy of distracted servants, rushe
to No. ,, declaring their innocence.
h " Ny god people, cannot understau
one word you say" replied a mild Engli:
n voice, " request you to be gone, and Il
!. one of you bring me- my own proper boots
e TIE British lion-who, it must be ow
Il. ed, had season to roar-became calmed
:. the evident innocence Of the servants al
the gentle sounds of this British lam
d He therefore went to the rescue, and c
4 plainei the matter to No. ,, WHO in b
a turn meekly expostulated: Very vex
e tious Dear me ! Ny capital bots, mai
/. expressly for Alpine climbing! But v
4 must make the best of il, nv dear sir"
} Maids and men still remained in an e.
d cited group, when at this juncture the hei
waiter appeared bringing with him Il
, landlord, respectable midile-agei ma
IS who, bowing repeatedly, assured the ge
IS tlemen of his extreme annoyance at Il
% whole affair, especially as it compromis
,e the fame of his noted house. Indeed,
i would gladly refund the loss were the t,
al pairs of boots not forthcoming.