Weekly Trinity journal., 1879-11-15
NO, YOU DON T.

ed forth with disgust upon the dense fog
in which Lendon was enveloped, and
then gazed with delight upon ticket for
Calais. which he held in his hand.
Mr.. 10 Becky had IN exceedingly
rnra air. Large and 5rawnv aud griz-
zed his brown face covered with scrub,
by beard, his JOINTS ali cIumsiy develop
ed, he looked like a backwoodsman. Be-
ing bachelor, also, his toilet lacked the
adjustment which u wilely tnuch or sug
gestlon mparts, aud intensified his rura
air.
BUT that Mr.. Becky possessed intelli
gsnce was proven by his wide awake air
AMI by the fact that he had brought M
baggage to Europe, except the LITTLE
satchel now depending by strap from
his muscular shoulder.
The Honorable Felix Plimpot, M. P.
stepped out upon the porch with him.
Bon Uoyage, Mr. Becky. When you
your articles in the Spade aud Hoe wher
ever they appear
Good by Mister Pimpot. The best
time I've ha d in England had on YOU
demesne, sir; aad when the land ques
ton comes up in Parliament again,
hope YOU send me copy OF your
speech"
With pleasure, sir
a.
10 Becky departed,
Ere he had gone halfs block a seedy
gentleman in gray approached, and slap,
ped him famillarly on the shoulder.
How do ye do, Barry? When did J e
get in Ploverton?'
You are mistaken in your man., said
Mr.. Becky.
"Whst! Amt this Barry BaIter?"
mo, Sir. My name is Becky"
~ beg pardon. l mistook you for
Baxter-same build, same whiskers.
Where are you from; sir?"
II am an American.
"Possibe! l have brother in Amer
| ICts w mt phli ult yuu iIoill3
NEAR Springfield, Massachusetts. I"
"Ah, yes; my brother has been there.
Stopping in town with your family,
sir?"
"W ith my family?" replied Mr.. 10
Becky, sly twinkling eeping into hi;
eyes. Eyes. My wife and the twins
are staying at the Merry, Go Inn"
"Ah! Well, sir, if you see my broth
er when you get back, please give him
my love"
And the seedy man in gray walked
away. la
Mr.. Becky looked after him in some
surprise, then TUNED and went on.
Half a square beyond a voice hailed
him.
Cab, sir !"
"No, I'll walk" replied Mr.. Becky.
The ca abman dashed on, and just rs Nj r
Beckley turned back his head, some
Ibody stumbled out of the fn4 aga ins
him. 1t was a tail, square man in cleri
cal grab and necktis, with sanctimon
;ous air.
PRAY excuse me-" he exclaimed
"What is this MIR. Becky? 1t Ger
tainly isl How do you do sir? How d(
you do?"
And the square man shook hands cor
daily with him.
Really, YOU have the better Of me,
said Mr.. Jo Beckly, perplexed. | don
recollec your name
"Cowper, sir. Cowper! We met il
Massachusetts, some months ago, yot
rememb ber."
"Oh, did we? Where was itP-at th,
horticultural meetIng?" inquired Mr.
Becky.
He could have sworn he never m ct th,
rnan behind.
"Yes, that was the time How is Mrs
Becky. sir? and how are the twins get
Ting on? l should like to see them all
Are they in Lond1n?"
A igh; broke owe. Mr.. Beckly's face
All uncertainty vanished.
They are with me, Cowper, at th,
Merry Go Inn
'Ahiglad to hear it. You are going
that way? / shall be pleased TO accom-
pany you. When did you come oyer7'
Last month, responded Mr.. Becky.
Ard the two walked Oh, apparently tul
of good feelings.
Il am proud to welcome you to ou
country. And what do you think o
Hengland, Mr. Beckiy?'
well, l think il is superior to Amer
lea in some respects, but | wouldn't car
to live in England. You are we'll organ
lied here, while America is still crud e
but after all, you have great many poo
people, while we have almost none. Whs
business are YOU in, Cowper?'
Stock raising. | am just testing
theory OF my Jwn. I've learned in wha
/ temperature cattle will fatten fastest, an
have built sheds. so MS to keep them il
that temperature all the year round
Don't know how twill operate. I'm il
! town to sell some cattle. Blythe way
} that reminds me-where are we? Al
this No. lii. have an errand at No
I,Ia3, look u lottery ticket on debt
and they say its a prize number. I'd lik
to step in and see ii it's good tor anything
Here we are now; just drop in a momen
with me, Mr.. Becky
No, thank you, said MIR. 10 Becky.
'Oh yes. just minute; then III go o
with you.'
Very WE'LL
. 1T is up stairs, see. Come on SIR
Mr.. 10 Becky followed him UP thre