The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1877-07-10

air, that followed him, and had soon
aimed blow at my lamentable reserve
in bumper of ale. While was en-
gagged in looking over some admirable
Berlin photographs which my friend
handed me, he made an excuse to go
out. Not long thereafter there entered
the room man who drew my attention
by his bewildered, excited manner. He
took Off his hat, mopped his brow with
his handkerchief, and rushing around
the room, gave each of the three bell
handles violent jerk.
"The worst part of the town I've been
in yet, said he, seating himself on my
side of the room. "Can't even get a
little Scotch whiskey ere. went into
place just below 'ere and, because 1
very naturally mistook the landlord for
the waiter, was insulted. 'Ow should
l know ?" said the unsophisticated
Englishman. " saw man standing
there with hapron on, and says /,
Waiter, bring me some Scotch whis-
key and 'ot water and he swelled up
and said, I'm not the waiter I'll ave
you to know I'm not the waiter; Pm
the landlord"
&C All the same,' said l. 1 thought
you was, and l want some whiskey.'
&C But you can ave no whiskey 'ere !;
I'll not be called waiter in my own
'ouse.' SO 1 told him to go to the devil
and left the room - and the ingenious
creature appealed to me if it was not a
shame and an outrage, and 1 replied that
it most assuredly was.
wonder if they know 'ow to treat
strangers any better 'ere," he said, look
ing about the room.
Just then waiter appeared, and the
beloved "Scotch" was soon before him.
He was fine specimen of young
Englishman, with a round, fresh face,
bright eyes, full, rosy lips, beard that
had wanted the razor for three or four
days, and withal, an expression singu-
larly boyish and ingenious. He was
well-dressed in gray cheviot clothes, and
wore the inevitable stove-pipe hat.
Its the first time I've been up to
London, and 1 'ope it's the last" he
continued. "I've seen enough of it,"
Just here the German re-appeared, ,and
was presently as interested as 1 was in
the new arrival upon the scene, whom
the Scotch whiskey was making more
and more garrulous and confidential.
With the utmost naivete he went on
to complain how queerly he had been
treated in London.
81 did not get through my business
till day before yesterday, when L thought
before / left town, and as my case in
court had come out so well that could
go out and ave little jollifcation. Mr..
So-andso, our lawyer, made me give
him the most of my money before 1
went out; but l kept back few bank
notes that he didn't know lad. AS l
was walking on the Strand lady came
rushing up to me and said:
"'Ow hare you, Mr.. Jones p
"' Pretty near it,, said I. My name
is not Jones, but it's johnson. All the
same; no harm done, Miss and was
going on, when she aaid:
GO Is that the way you leave lady 2"
Leave lady ?" said "a deal surpris-
ed at her manner.
"' Yes, said she, leave a lady that
is not the way Mr.. Jones would do
"' Pray, how would Mr. Jones do?
said I.
c. Why he would have taken me in
and treated me to bottle of wine.
"Oh; if that is all, you shall ave
two bottles, said I. Come on
$50 we went into place there, and
blow me if she didn't drink nearly two
BEETLES of wine. was amazed; never
saw lady drink so, and they charged
me outrageously for the wine,-a guinea
for the two bottles. Why, our wine at
'ome don't cost us half that
Gentlemen, said the innocent crea-
ture, "you are strangers to me, but L
trust you'll never mention what 1 have
ssR told you; wouldn't ave my sister
Mary know it for hundred pound"
"Here," said to myself, sis speci-
men of my unsophisticated Englishman
of the very first water. He is as fresh
as new-blown rose, and never ought to
let go the apron-string of his sister
Mary"
My German said something about the
danger of going about London with much
money in one's pocket.
am not afraid" said the verdant
"and always carry my money right
here, too" taking out from the breast