Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1879-01-04
Gales ano skettbes.
THAT OTHER FELLOW.
From Belgravia.
Continued from Yesterday. J

W ohtihucu from yesterday.
Thus did the stranger break the monoto
nous silence. He spoke with foreign ac
cent, laying more than ordinary stress up
on the consonants. His tone did not be
tray any intense interest regarding the
state Of my appetite his observation OF
question seemed rather to proceed from {
person who had glutted his animal crav
ings and was indulging in subsequent ant
casual common-places.
NO" replied, haughtlv, Il have no,
yet breakfasted. l am waiting for the
Doctor and Miss Silverthone -
"Ach. Then sit down at once and feed
replied the stranger, smiling as he rose
The Doctor and his daughter make theil
breakfasts up stairs shall see YOU in the
library afterward. isn't III ?"
''I-er--er-I suppose so," | answered
vaguely, and Immediately fell to. A see
ond or so after the stranger departed
Stuart Smart came in
'Mornin Stow was his epigrammatie
salutation. $50 you've met that other fel-
low, eh ?n
81 suppose so,' ! replied grumply, .If
you mean the fellow who looks like a Mig
ner and talks like Frenchman, have -
"Ah He isn't SO bad as he looks And
as to his looks, there are women who think
him doosid handsome. He isn't INV stvle.
don't you know; he is too doosid clever
and all that sort of thug" And Mr..
Stuart Smart leisurely cracked second
egg, and proceeded to discuss its liquid
contents.
What's his name ?'' | asked rather in
differently. Il suppose he is here to learn
English"
Not he" returns Smart .He knows
more English than most fellows know
He's not reading here he's a sort of tutor. -
''Tutorri | cried in astonishment and
despair.
Rather" replied my friend laconical-
ly: land he has come up from town on
purpose for you. I'm reading classics with
the Governor, don't you know ~
The information was correct This 9th
er fellow, with his swarthy skin, his thirty
years of age, his stress on the consonants,
and his admiration for Constance. was to
be my tutor for the next six weeks With
him-the man was sure loathed-I was
to read German and lower mathematics ;
from him, the probable adorer of Con
stance, | was to imbibe the art of prec,s
writing and correctness in French compo-
sition, from him, the accomplished and
erudite. was to win my peerless love; on
him rested my sole chance of satisfying
the Commissioners of Her Maiesty's Civil
Service.
With such convictions. which were
scarcely Modified even by favorite cigar
ette. entered the library and discovered
the other fellow in conversation with DIR.
Silverthorne
''Stow, said the divine, ''let me present
you to Count Teleki-Gliska, who is good
enongh to assist me with the pupils, and
whom you will find far better informed
than am in the studies necessary for YOUR
examination.
The other fellow bowed, | inclined nv
head, and after few words the Doctor left
us together.
"Now. MIR. Stow. let us see in what
can be of service to YOU He spoke cor
daily and sympatheticaily, and began to
melt from my reserve at once, You wish
to pass your examination, and it will do
me much honor if | can help you to sue
ceed, isn't il P''
thought it possibly might and sat down
not half so Sulkily as my feeling five
minutes ago gave me grounds for antici-
pating.
To give the other fellow his due there
could he no doubt as to his energy and in
telligcnce as a tutor. In half an hour he
seemed to have gagged nv capacities and
fathomed the shallowness of nv knowl-
edge. He made no demonstrations either
of surprise or of delight he treated me
with easy courtesy, and in his deep-set
voice pointed out the way and the methods
h,- ,.fainh I lhn,,tI
consistently grateful, but could not shake
Oft the conviction that he was DIR. Fell, and
| suspected him accordingly.
"You like Glicska ?" asked Constance
after luncheon.
al don't know" | returned. evasivelv :;
but what is more to my purpose, do
you?'
do |? OF course do"
Exactly; that is-er-er-of course. :"
There, you are blushing again.
IL don't care if do. f.
''Mr. Stow ~
Il beg your pardon, Miss Slverthorne.
ask your pardon for blushing. 1t was
thoughtless for me to suggest that you had
given me cause for so doing"
"Oh, nonsense and don't try and be
satirical. it is not your forte. Are you go-
ing on the river this afternoon ?'
Il have promised Smart to practice
cricket. Does-does that other fellow
play ?"
mo. Who ever heard heard of Hun
garian playing cricketp Well, goodbye,
I'm going out in my canoe
"Oh oh if only he could be lured out
into the paddock | thought. Il would
choose the spot, and then, with the bless
ing of Providence and some bumpy ground
if | wouldn't bowl him down some teas
ers Pitched rather short, but guaranteed
to rise. Half an hour would be enough
but what was the use of building up such
delightful air castles? The man was
beggarly foreigner, and as likely to play
cricket as to use tub of morning."
Thus |, in my bitterness. And she liked
him, and confessed the fact without sim
per or change of color! joined Stuart
Smart in the cricket field. put on the pads
and let him bowl at me. | felt as mad as
knew how, and cut savagely at his first
ball. Away it went, and the small boy
after it. His second ball seemed straight.
but l stepped out. caught it on the half
volley, and sent it over his head for an
easy five: Snort grinned quietly to him