The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1883-10-02
A Noble (1ncognito.


appearance and dress attracted general at
tention. He was in the neighborhood of so
years of age. He was slightly above the
medium height, but was quite round
shouldered. His face was very angular and
sallow. His hair was very thin and well
dyed. 1t was brushed around from the back
OF his neck into long straight patches in
front of his cars, reaching nearly around to
his small brown eyes, hidden under very
bushy eyebrows. His nose was angular,
thin, and very sharp and red. His mouth
was thin, and curved downward His face
was smooth-shaven on the chin and around
the mouth. Long whiskers, as thin
and shapeless as a bunch of
withered grass, hung down from
each side of the face. The whiskers
were dyed a royal purple black, which were
faded out in patches, leaving a reddish pur-
pie CLEAN here and there. A white, soft hat
of exquisitely fine felt, with a black band,
worn at all times well pulled down over
the thin face. HIS linen was always white,
and Of the best, as wa shown by the huge
collar and the iaring cuffs that nearly con-
cealed his thin, weazened hands. His cravat
was a black stock, covering his shirt bosom
down to his ~high-buttoned white waistcoat.
Upon the cravat he wore a handsome opal.
His coat was a dark blue English walking
coat of n very old-fashioned cut, with enor-
nous pockets over his hips. His trousers
were gray and wide, but were tightly strapped
over a pair Of patent-leather boots. During
the greater part of the day when he went out
to walk he would wear white cotton gloves a
size or two too large.
He made no attempt to force his acquaint-
ance upon any one. He had declined to
register when he came to the Grand Union,
and, as he paid for his rooms one month in
advance, his eccentricity was respected.
Some Philadelphia people one day noticed
the old gentleman upon the porch. Engaging
in conversation with him, they found him
very familiar with English affairs, while at
the same time he spoke with a marked Eng
lish accent.
One of the Ph~iladelphians, a tall, portly
man, with shoe-brush side wiskers, black
eyes, a majestic port, and an enormously
high bell-crowned white hat, sauntered up to
the office and made inquiries about the Eng
lishman. The Philadelphian was an ex-
mayor, and had been in England while he
was yet in office. There. he had received
many attentions, and had learned to love a
lord with the robust h~eartiness of an Eng
hShman. He scented a lord in the peculiar
stranger on the hotel piazza. The clerk could
tell him nothing. The stranger had given no
name, but had paid in advance. He was
some sscsnsric old gentleman, who evidently
WISHED to remain unknown.
The ex-mayor was certain tina the man
was an English nobleman. Said he to his
friends: 81 think 1 remember his face. 1
am quite certain I have dined with him In
London. 1t is just like him to desire to
remain unknown here SO as to be able to
better understand our ways. We will keep a
witch over him and respect his wishes in this
matter. 1t is important that we keep with
him so as to give him the best possible
of Americans. You knowsunless we
Keep with him he may meet some of those
disagreeable New York or Chicago people.
That day when the ex-mayor and his asso-
ciates were around the old gentleman he
dropped his cigar case. The ex-mayor
picked it up and hastily returned il, but he
a coronet and "Castlereagh" before it
was returned to the owners pocket.
But the news was too great to hold. The
ex-nayor told the news about the hotel, and
Lord C~astlereagh,n as he was called
behind his back, was the centre of most
marked attention
Judge Hilton went up to him first and in
vited him to a breakfast at Woodlawn. Cas-
tlereagh looked very much surprised, but de
clined. Then Hilton went around the hotel
denouncing the so-called English aristocracy.
hhc1 dOh Y huD hOW 70 entertain DeODle,'
said he. when l was in Scotland last / was
invited by Lord Roseberry to take lunch with
him, and, by CAD, sir, he took me to a rail
road restaurant and fed me on pork pies and
bitter beer.n
Hilton's snub only increased the popularity
Of Castlereagh. But when he declined all
the invitations offered from every source, the
for him rapidly rose to something like
vedneration. When he was in the dining
room, his old white hat on the hotel rack was
regarded with almost sacred veneration.
The old gentleman drank wine freely at
his meals, and always appeared to nave
plenty of money. As he asked for no fayors
and accepted none, any one would have been
simply booted at for doubling his being n
member of the English peerage.
One night when Castlereagh was out upon
the front porch the MARBLE of a real night
trill was heard. The English lord
was greatly excited. He looked up and
down the gayly lighted Broadway and al
most shed tears of delight as the n~ightingale's
notes grew sweetcr and sweeter. He said:
II beg your pardon to the ex-mayor, 'but
l am passionately fond of the song Of the
1t is the first 1 have heard in
this country
The ex-mayor explained that there were
no native nightingales in this country. The
song WINS probably from one that had es-
capped from its cage.
While all this speculation was goipg on the
ladies came out from the parlor and the gen
from the lobbies, until the wide porch
filed.
Then the song closed, and in its place was
heard a rumblinS chuckle of u laugh as a
black negro dwarf with enormous shoulder
and a mouth like an entrance to a tomb, came
of the shade of the tree and, taking a
in the light, puckered his huge lips to.
gether and began a series of trills and imita.
lions of the gayest of all the song-birds until
the long piazza echoed with applause.
Come here, n said Castlereagh.
The dwarf advanced
Here is e5 for you"
Give poundsI' said the dwarf.
at is S25 in our money" said the cx-mayor
with effusion.
In the group about Castlereagh at the time
there was at least a dozen m~illionaires. Were
they to be outdone by this lord in rewarding
this dwarf who had SO royalty amused theml
Then the crisp bills came out with an osten-
tatious flourish. One loyalN ew York brok or
saw Castiereagh's SIS and went $25 better.
The bankers and brokers showed that they,
too, could have as much contempt for money
as any lord.
There is no knowing how much the whistler
got out of the crowd. He whistled and
twittered in great excitement as the bills
down upon him.
Then he stepped a into the shadow of
the tree and the nightingale's song began
again further of, and then fainter and
fainter, until the dwarf had disappeared in
the darkness of a side street.
Tn colored msa appeared at occasional in
tervais, always reaping n rich harvest. Cas-
tlereagh always gave him g5 whenever the
dwarf trilled the song of the nightingale.
Another night Castlereagh went over to
tia behau follaNxad hu rich aarnizo-