The Van Buren press., 1877-05-15

no lonSeT Tue Splck -auu spun Evan u one
who had but couple of hours earle
left the office of Messrs. Berwick
Brown His carefully brushed hair wa
now rough and dishevelled, his face red
aud his shrt'front limp and crumpled
his utterance thick, aud his general ap
pearance that of gentleman who ha
dined not wisely, but too well " Poo
Evan had been by no means immoderat,
in his potations, but he had so weakened
himself by long fasting, that the little h'
had taken had an exaggerated effect up
on him, and he was rapidly becoming ar
gumentive, not to say pugnacious.
was an article Of faith with him, even il
his sober moments, that he was in som,
way connected with the list orshe Welsl
kings, and in his present elevated con
dition this idea took possession of bis
mind with redoublcd emphasis. He hat
more than once commenced sentenc,
beginning, As 'scendant of Llewellyn,
but without getting any further. At tn,
second failure his left hand neighbor, to
whom the observation was addressed, re
piled profanely, 40, blow Llewelyn =
Evan Jones looked at him for moment
with an expression OF immeasurabl.
scorn and disgust, and then turned to hi;
right hand neighbor: as a descendant
of Llewellyn, pears to meas a seen.
dant-of Lewellyn-" and then stopped
again. .-.... -=z=zz=l= Kim. il.
Cwm nog lwyn bora dwmnath cwlyt
llimach bach" 1--WE cannot warrant the
purity of the authors Welsh Ed. J, re.
piled his right hand neighbor. ,..,
=. Dwyllog lwmmo gwlloch y dina nos,
remarked another of the party. ....i la
+" Cwlla gwyn dwylleth dym da y CIV
bala llewelly caeroc," responded Jones
whose tongue was loose enough in hi:
native Welsh and would probably have
continued the same strain for some time
had not the chairman requested attention
for the " March of the Men of Harlech,' u
which was about to be given by the choir
Jones sat still during the chorus, with
head and hand keeping tipsy time, to the
measure ; but his soul waxed hot within
him under the influence of the inspiring
strains, and no sooner had they ceased
than he wildly got upon his legs, and
said in loud thick voice. ,...'t.l
e. Mis'r Chairman, I shay! S ahumbIs
represen tive-I mean aneestor-I NEAR
'scendent-of Llewellyn, l don't think
this 'spicious occasion-I shay dom
think this spicous 'casion-''
Here there were loud cries of "Order! !"
"Chairr' Sit DOWN. Aud Jones was
pulled violently down by the coat. tails by
one of his neghbors. The gentlemanly-
looking man to whom we have alluded
in our first chapter was Jones' vis-d.r.s
that he could nol reprcss . smile, which
was observed by Evan. whose choleri,
temper fired up instantly at the supposed
affront.
What tn devil you grinning at, look
you?' ... .. 0....
Did smile !? I really beg your par
dou, but am quite sure was not grin
ming, as you call it, ....
You did, sir; you grinned likc--lkl
a Cheshire cat, sir, Iappeal to tn gen
'lsmen present You've suited me, si
suited me grossly. Names Jones
very good name; 'scendant of Llewellyn
and 'mand 'sfaction Of a gentleman"
My name is Jones, too, though
havn't the honor of being descendant
of Llewellyn. There is my card, sir
and if, when you come to your senses
you desire to apologize for your unseem
ly behavior, | shall be happy to see you.
Evans right hand neighbor thrust thu
card which bore the inscription
Mr.. OWEN JONES,
80 Winslov Square,
a.. ... Bslgraoia, S. W.
into Evans waistccat-pocket, and the
owner, by no means desirous Of being
involved in an after dinner brawl, moved
away to another part of the table. By
dint OF little humoring, those arount
managed to soothe the fiery Evan into
comparative tranquility, and after few
more desnltory observations, wherein
his descent from Llewellyn still played a
prominent part, he leaned back in hi.
chair, and was speedily fast asleep. 81
The toasts came to an end at last, th,
bards packed up their harps, and the las
of the guests departed, leaving Evar
Jones still sound asleep in his chair
A council OF walters was held over thu
slumbering hero, and endeavors were
made to rouse him. They shook him
they pinched him-but all in vain. HI
couldn't, or he wouldn't, wake up They
succeeded in getting out of him that hi
name was Jones, but to further inqui
ry as to where he lived, he only murmur
ed, 'scendant of Llewelyn, and relaps
ed again into still deeper slumbers
You'll have to give him shak,
down among the empty bottles, Will
liam,' said one. .s
Not if know it, replied the head
waiter. He might wake up in the mig ID
and walk off with the spoons No, w
must find out where he lives, somehow
Some of you must look in his pockets
will you? Perhaps the gent has care
case about him. t..H..
No sooner said than DONE
Here is card said one, diving int
Evans waistcoat pocket. Mr.. Over
Jones, 80 Winslow Square, .t
That's him right enough he said hi,
name was Jones. He don't look mucl
like Wlnslow Square sort. does he
But there's no accounting for thes
Welsh gents Just as well he has BIZ
pasteboard about him, though, wasn'tit
or he wouldn't have got home to. hight
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