Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1877-04-26

Eran I"n,, a"asr NJ TIE morning III
ago xiu- telling N thirst
-. ms ,,oor head ~ 9roanrd. Betsy,
INV .ar-ima.iunE III, wife was beside hun
--.f4l mrray'- -aAr ,ct ont ami give me
q dr.uk of water, there's good soul
There was NJ answer.
e.! '~po~r she's gone downstairs. .. lor.
my head and ne tried to settle himself 10
>,r,p again. but his parchtd throat was
unbeatable. i must have a drink uf wat
Or II | DIE for ID. Aud he uuwiliirgly open
90 hs cyc~ nnl dragged himself into a
sii'iu. position. HALO he exclaimed as
hi eve, fen on hi- uuaccu,tomed sur
rnuuliu.S- Where the duce have | got to:
and now On earth did come here: Why,
IT,, Ike a fairy tale. | must be noble
man in disguise, or one Of them fouudling
hospital chaps come into a fortune. Jones.
YOU old fool YOU are dreaming, | amt
though-Lor. what bed. anI lace cur
tau> and marble tables and what "A lot Of
looking glasses Pom my word, should
Ike never to get up any more. must
have glas, oi water, though. Ah, that's
lust heavenly. Now let me think n tit
How did come here? Let's see. what was
vc~;crdayf Yes, il must have been vest
,rdly that went to the Welsh dinner. |
remember going. but don't remember
coming away; and, judging from my head
lhl, morning, I'm afraid | must have been
uncommon screwed. Aud | haven't been
hsme an night. Ny eyes. what wiIl Betsy
say: shall rever hear the last Of il 70 my
dying iay.'
A. thi. moment our hero, reflections
were Interrupted by knock at the cham
Der door.
come in"hc ,honted iucautiou,ly; at
least, no; don't come in-I mean, what i
liz
The voice Of Mary, the parlormaid, re-
piled.
Masters compliments; and he says that
I breakfast j. ready for You. sir, whenever
YOU can come downstairs.
MY respects 10 YOUR master; aud III be
I down directly, Miss answered Jones
Well. that's a comfort, anyhow he So
I liloquizcd; for, pom my word. | didn't
/ know whether mightn't be given in Gus
/ tody for sleeping in other peoples beds un
| der false pretenses, or embeZzling another
gent, house, or something of that sort.
7 How the duce did | get here: that's what
/ beats me-
/ Still vainly trying TO solve the enigma,
+ Evan made hurried toilet; and finally
/ With hs head still aching as it it would
! split. and looking a wreck Of yesterdays
/ greatucss Tie iu.. t..c room and crept softly
/ downstairs. The eI licences of wealth aid
/ luxury on every side, unlike his own
/ humble belongings, quite awed him; and
having found his way down. he would not
venture into any OF the sitting-rooms, but
mode>tly took his seat on a chair in the
hail. and waited for the development OF
events. Here he was found by Mr.. Owen
Jones after a few moments, who wished
him friendly good
Hg...
said Evan, but can't for the life of me
tell where
Cant you:' said his host. smiling. We
were both at the Welsh dinner last night,
| and one of us took a little too much
\ light suddenly flashed across Evans
/ mind
1 remember now. sir. I'm afraid | was
| very rude to YOU
We'll. YOU were little plain spoken. and
! gave you nv card. and told you if You
| wished 10 apologize you would know where
To find me. | must say didn't expect you
| would come quite so soon, though. The
fact is, vou were brought here by mistake
of eabman. who supposed my card was
| your OWN.
I'm sure | humby beg your pardon,
sir" said poor Evan, completely crest
fallen. II can't think how | came so to
disgrace myself; but, TO tell you the truth,
sir, had to pinch bit to buy my tick
ct, and all day yesterday l hadn't tasted
bit or sup since breakfast, and when it
came to dinner time / was that faint and
weak that the very first glass seemed to
set my head all swimming like. I'd let il
go too long, sir; that's what IL was.
'humbly ask your pardon, I'm sure. for The
trouble I've caused, and thank you kind
ly for giving me nights shelter. l feel
that don't deserve your kindness. sir; but
Pm grateful, assure you
And with tears in his eyes. Evan moved
humbly to the hall door to depart.
No, no. said Mr.. Owen Jones; 'yor
nasn't think of going with' at your break
fast. We are all Welsh here; and il ,
brother Welshman does take glass too
much on st. David's Day, we know how t.
make allowance for him. Come, step il
here We had breakfast an hour ago, bu
Mrs. Jones Is waiting TO give you yours.
Looking very shame.faced and repentant