The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1885-01-30
THE MAJORS LUNCHEON.

SSNn -
just the chill of, for l was lately home
from q heightened s~ojourn in Bombay.
/ had been to the India Office to see one
of the officials on o little matter Of de-
tail connected with my furlough, and l
had two or three hours to spare before
my trair-I live at Sevenoaks, and had
a return ticket by the London, Chatham
and Dover-was due to start, and l
didn't exactly know how to employ the
time. / strolled across the parade, as
oended the steps by the Duke of York's
column, snd'stared at the statue they had
Just put up of 0utram horse standing
on three legs, and Outram looking back
leaning on the flank of his horse. Well,
/ hadn't much fault to find with the
statue, except perhaps as to the horse
being a little heavy, and that I'd have
made him splashing out with his near
fore leg, seeing that his riders leaning
over the flank; but, notwithstanding,
it's a spirited thing, and that's a good
deal to say in these days. When I had
a good look at Outram / turned into
Pail Mall and took a long stare at the
print shops, and then I sauntered along
the opera ~colounade, q fragrant Whit of
como cooking going on at the restaurant
there making me all of a sudden feel as
ifI wa hungry.
Perhaps you will say I was in the
right quarter to be satisfied, but l didn't
feel {. I am, like John Gilpin, of
frugal mind. / haven't toiled all these
years in q foreign land under a blazing
sun TO dissipate my modest hoard on
cooks and restaurants; moreover, my
appetite is a masculine one, and is not
to be appeased by outlets as big as half
crowns. Should / take the "bus" to
Paddington and lunch with my Sister
EmIly? Paddington is a long way; EN-
NY IS likely as not wauld be out, and if
at home she would probably be lunch
ing of cream cheese and Osborne bus
cults and a glass of Gladstonian claret.
Should / retreat to my station, and re-
fresh myself calmly at the dining-room
there and await my train? There was
something ignominious in the idea.
Here was I in one of the most wonder
full cities in the world, and all / could
Gnn - 80 - haaR% 10 Ia uuao 10 o~A ~--A
of it as quickly S possible.
Irresolute / stood at the corner of the
Haymarket, not having made up my
mind which way to 20. ] hadn't stood
there before an old Irish-woman asked
me the way 70 Bethnal-green. ] was
rather Hurried at this, as, although /
have q good general idea of the direc-
ton of Bethnal- green, i found il diff
cult to methodize In with sufi-
Gent rapidly for the old Irish
woman, who gave me q glance of
contempt and passed On. Before / had
recovered from this, two very~ nice-look-
ing girls, moved. I supposed, by my
fatherly appearance, besonght rae, with
charming smiles, 80 direct them TO the
academy. Now, IN my young days the
academy used to be at the national gal
lery. and although i ought TO have
known very well that il was now at
Burlington house. yet / somehow never
realized the fact, and so / sent of these
two very nice young creatures entirely
In the wrong direction. My heart
smote me the next moment, and / was
about to rush across the street TO stop
them and put them in the right way
when | was seized by aforid young
Irishman, with all the superfuous en-
ergy and fluency of his country who in
sisted upon my directing him to the
chief commissioner Of the civil service,
and was very angry with me when I as
sVred him there was no such function
AIRY. He insisted on producing in Of
fetal envelope addressed to Michael O.
Donovan, Esq, at some bowling will
derness in Tipperary, which certainly
bore in the corner the words Civil Ser
vice Commissions"
And would there be q commission
widout q commissioner? ?" cried Michae
triumphantly, but scornfully and theE
i saw what lac wanted, of course, ant
o ii him to Deans yard, but I dom
know after all, whether he wouldn'
have committed an assault upon nj
with the idea he'd got that / was 'desa
wing him I hope TO goodness the civ
II service commission hasn't moved too
or I shah fear to find my tall Iris
friead waiting for me at the corner o
the Haymarket with q big stick mex
time i pass.