The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-06-04
NO YOU DON'T.

Mr.. 10. Beckley stepped out on the
ample porch Of the Agricultural Club.
He looked forth with disgust upon the
dense fog in which London was enyeloped,
and then gazed with delight upon tick
ct for Calais which he held in his hand.
Mr.. 10. Beckley had an exceedingly ru
raj air. Large and brawny and grizzled,
his joints all clumsily developed, he look
ed like backwoodsman. Being bache-
Tor, also, his toilet lacked that adjustment
which a wifely touch or suggestion i'm
parts, and intensified hisgrural air.
But that Mr.. Beckley possessed intelli-
gence was proven by his wide-awake air,
and by the fact that he had brought no
baggage to Europe, except the little
satchel now depending by a strap from
his shoulder. '-'% '..'~.
The honorable Felix Plimpot, NJ. p,
stepped out on the porch with him.
bon Voyage, Mr.. Beckley. When you
get back to, America, pray forward us
your articles in the Spade and Hoe, when
ever they appear" 5@.-....
"Good-bye, Mr.. Plimpot. The best
time I've had in England had on your
demense, sir; and when the land ques-
ton comes up in Parliament again, I hope
you win send me copy Of your speech.
eWith pleasure, sir"
The two shook hands heartily, and Mr..
10. Beckley departed. ''"'
Ere he had gone half a block seedy
gentleman in gray approached, and slap
ped him familiarly on the shoulder.
Chow do you do, Barry3 When did
We get in from Ploverton?' g.
'sYou are mistaken in your man, sir"
said Mr.. Beckley.
"What! Amt this Barry Baxters" +.
mo, sir. My name is Beckley."
II beg pardon. I mistook you for Bax-
ter-same build, same whiskers. Where
are you from. sir2" .- =.
II am an American" .~.
possible! have brother in Ameri-
ca. What part are you from"
oNear Springfield, Massachusetts"
sAh, yes; my brother has been there
Stopping in town with your family, sirg'
with my family7" replied Joe Beck
ley, a sly twinkle creeping into his eyes
eyes my wife and the twins are staying
at the Merry-go Inn" Il 80. 1884,
"Ah?" Well, sir, if you see my bro
Their when you go back, please give hin
my love-"
And the seedy man in gray walke'
away. 20 s
Mr.. Beckley looked after him in som
surprise, then turned and went on.
Half block beyond avoice hailed hin
''Cab, sir?" ....,;.l. ,
"No, I'll walk replied Mr.. Beckle,
The Cabman dashed on, and just 9
Mr.. Beckley turned back his head, som,
body tumbled out Of the fog against hin
It was tall, spare man, in clerical gar
and necktie, with sanctimonious air. j.
"Pray excuse me-" he exclaimed.
What! is this Mr.. Beckley! Itccrtai1
ly is? How do you do, sir9 How {
you do?" . ...5..> ~
And the spare man shook hands CO
daily with with him. ~. q r.
Greatly you have the better of me
said Mr.: 10 Beckley, perplexed. ~ dor
recollect your NAME" q t...s~5 Vi"
"Cowper, sir, Cowper! We met
Massachusetts some mon tbs ago, you !
member. "'u} 3.ra s2 E4d - -. Z
"Oh, did we? Where was it?-at t
Horticultural meeting?" Inquired n
Beckley.g9g g~asr ...sr-. ~ ~rEG3 sl. ri
He could have sworn he never met
man before. ,z5tta 49, @et 1919 .E.--
eyes, that was the time. How is N
Beckey, sir? and how are the twins 6
ting on? I should like to see them
Are they in London?"
A light broke over Mr.. Beckley's ia
All uncertainty vanished.
''They are with me, Cowper, at
Iox.r a. Inn ~ ho cold