The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1885-07-18
He talks about nothing but his fishing,

rs Usuil taking tilS ilutpSl Pi'SaASui4''
"Why not Mordle' He is capital com
pany."
''Ha-hum, said Horace, CHANGING at Her
bert. This is scarcely curates party
NO, scarcely" said Herbert, shaking his
head.
AT last they decided to ask a Mr.. Turner,
but the decision was arrived at with nisglN-
ings: for Mr.. Turner was in trade lie was
however, merchant prlnce-eVeh u Ilci-
chant cnucror-anl, rs Horace expressed IT,
was a member of the ar.stocracy q We"l H.
They felt that Mr. Turner might he asked az
short notice, and would not be onehded
when he heard it was TO meet Lord ke.Stoh.
This is one of the many advantages OF enter
tanning lords
Nevertheless they were conscience stricken
at having n l;ed any one to stop gap 20
made amends by arranging their guess 20
that Mr.. Turner should sit on Herherts lett
hand; H5racs supporters being Lord Rel
ston and L.a..enl, Mr. Simmons The latter
was a nan Of I..idde age, with dark eyes and
exqu.s,,aiy chiselcd aquiline features, and
wearing an air of refinement that at once
commended him TO Horace.
Tho dinner began propitiously and pro-
crossed fautlessiy. The table, over the dec
Grafton of which the brothers had spent much
time and more thought was perfect p-cture.
When their guests We're only men the Tai
barts were extra particular. The lack Of the
refining element, the presence of woman, had
to DO compensated By an ultra faStidiousness
Of detail. Even Frank, who had been behind
the scenes, marveled at the effect Of his hosts
hospitahle AMI artistic eXeruonS. But, all the
same, he piticd them as we should all pity a
host who is certain to be rendered wre.ched
bv tureen of burnt soup or bottle OF
corkcd wine.
Horace talked gravely and pleasantly &c
the right and to the left. Herbert was com.
PEELED to attend almost entirely to Mr.. Tur-
ner, who hal booming voice, which lie in.
sisted upon making heard. Frank, who was
next to the artist, found the dinnernot so dull
as he had feared it would be-
In the course of conversation Horacelearnt
that Lord Kelston's friend was Mr.. Simmons,
the noted barri'ter, who had SO suddenly
sprung into eminence. Mr.. Simmons was
Jew of gentle birth and education, and Horace
was very fond of high-class Jews. Sothe two
men got on admirably. Frank also knew
who ,Ir. Simmons was. Herbert did not.
All went on "a well as the Taiberts could
nave W IS--tNl III IL iLlc NIiItI was IlttNtt VII
the table. Thea an awful thing occulTed-a
cont,rteD,g&, which to this day is sore sub
iect with Horace and Herbert. 1t all arose
from inviting the stopgap. Listen.
Mr. Turner, as leaders of commerce are
very properly in the habit Of doing, began
talking about England's commercial con
dition. He spoke in his biggest voice.
As he was treating upon a subject on
which he was an authority, he felt he had
right to use it. Herbert listened with his
gentle, polite smile, but felt sorry Mr.. Turner
had been invited.
What is running England" doomed out
Mr.. Turner. IN tell you, my dear sir.
The Jews are running England"
As Mr.. Turner must know best, Herbert
simply bowel in acquiescence.
Horace in the meantime was saying to Mr..
Simmons:
1T is IN indisputable fact that the Jews
are the most loyal, patriotic race under the
sun. Their cieverness no one denies In the
finer, the emotional arts, such rs music and
poetry, it is generally admitted that mar
must have strain of Jewish blood in him &c
rise to eminence.'
Here Mr.. Simmons bowed and smiled.
Read one of the trade gaZettes," continued
Turner, fercely.
Il should not be able to understand it.
urged Herbert
''Read the list of bills of sale" shouted Tur
ner. "See the Lewis, the Abrahalas, the
Moseses who are battening on borrowers The
Jews are the curse Of the country. They are
sucking out its blood and marrow"
And Horace, who, although he shuddercc
at Mr. Turner's strident tones, avoided listen
ing to his words, was saying to his neigh,
Dor:
I'm the law and in craftsmanship we have
living proofs. And as to that branch OF
which l understand nothing, commerce, we
have but to mark the decay of Spain after
the persecution and expulsion of your gifted
nation
But Mr.. Simmons did not hear this com.
pliment. He was listening to loud-voiced
Turner.
Look at Austrial Ruined, sir ruined by
them! All the lands in their hands. wish
the time would come again when the Austrian
students at Pesth-"
'Pesth is in Hungary" said Herbert,
softly.
Hungarian students, then. The time
should be again when they used to 80 OF a
morning and rake over the ashes of burnt
Jews to find the gold pieces they had swal-
lowed"
Everybody heard this coarse and brutal
wish. Mr.. Simmons face flushed. He half
rose from his chair, and glanced at Horace.
That glance was enough to make him resume
his seat.
The look of horror, absolute horror at a
guests having been insulted at his table,
which Horace's face wore, was more than
wonderful--it was sublime. Never had such
thing occurred before. Such another shock
would be all but a death blow. His knee.
trembled; his face grew white to the very
lips. He met Simmons glance with an en-,
treating appealing, apologize look, that
spoke volumes of abasement and mortified
ton.
Mr. Simmons, with the quickness Of hi.
race, read what was passing in Horace's
mind. His anger merged into pity for his
courteous, kindly host He reseated himself
and said with a pleasant smile, How curiou,
such things sound to men of the world like
u.s." Then he said something in praise of the
LATTE. Horace gave sigh of relief, and te
his dying day will love that gentle Jew.
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