Indian chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1882-1902, 1885-01-29

nov m English Lord was Instructed q
rolitrneas.


now m English Lord was Instructed IN
Poiitcness.
Englishmcn arc said to stand in awe
Of losds. and perhaps there is some
truth In the allegation. Stll, Il some
times has happened that a lord has
been too presumptuous. aud the En-
glishman has forgotten his fear Of the
mobile" in his Anger at tho msn.
Edmund Yates, the novelist and
editor, now a man of wealth AMI in
luence in London, began lifc as a clerk
IN the London p%ost-onice at ninety
pounds a year. He was sent one day
by his chief, Sir Rowland Hill. to the
house Of the Postmaster General. q, get
his signature to an important docu-
ment. The Postmastcr-G General at the
time was Lord Stanley, of Aldcrley. an
elderly man of rude and arbi-
trary disposition. much disliked by the
pc st-oilice officials.
Armed with a letter Of introduction
from Sir Rowland. the young clerk pre-
scented himself at the abode Of his lord
ship. whom lie found in his library
standing before the fire. Yates on
entering made his best bow to the head
of the Post-ofice Department.
Lord Stanley neither returned the
salutation nor asked the young nan to
be seated. SO he remained standing
near the door, much surpri 3ed at his re-
ccption and not in the best temper.
what do you want?" askcihjs lord
ship.
II thought" replied Mr.. Yates, "that
Sir Rowland Hin had explained it in his
letter. Ii is necessary that your Lord
ships signature'-
Here the great man broke IN with:
Eyes, yes, know all about that | have
signed the thing. II is here somewhcrc''
rumma ging in a leather post-oilice
bag. II can't find ib. but l know Eve
signed It. Look here, have YOU got u
cab outsider"
Eyes. my lord"
''Thcn take these pouches back TO the
Office. You'll find il When you gOt
there"
Upon this the Young man, who had
been mach pc d In the posi-oilice aud
in society, both on his own aud his par
ents' account, quite lost his temper.
''What! he cried. do YOU expect me
to carry those bags 10 the cab? II you
want that done ring the II and toll
your servant TO do t. / am not your
oyvaut. and | won't carry bags for you
or any man Ia London
Iii. lordship scanned petriied. Never
theless he rang the bell
"What is your name, sir?" asked
Lord stanley.
MY name i; Yates. my lord"
Il don't like your manner. SIR
"And I don't like yours. my lordl |
came here properly Introduced by the
Secretary. ! mad, You a saluta.ion
which YOU hal not the p~oitencss u re-
turn. You have never asked me TO take
a seat"
Wasn't / standing mysclf?'
That Is no affair Of mine. Your
business MS a gentleman was to ask ms
to be seated. And now you think | am
going To DO your servants work.
Here the servant entered. and his
master told him to carry the bags to the
cab. Tho clerk was following him.
when Lord Stanley said: you shall
hear more Of this, sir
whenever You please, my lord, |
shall BE- quite ready
Yates returned 10 the post-o1ice. still
trembling with the excitement OF the
scene SIR Rowland Hill was very sym-
pathetic aud %reassuriug. When he had
heard the story, he laid his haul on tie
CLERKS shoulder in a fa.herly way, and
said:
I'm ycry sorry you've been exposed
to this, Yates; bat You musD-t mind.
He's a rule fellow, Don't yol be
afraid of his threats. | will ta,le care
of that. and nc will think better of waa.
he has said when he's a little cooler.
Depend upon it. you'll hear no more OF
it.h
Sir Rowland was right. Nothing was
heard from the Postmaster General, aud
the report a over the office that the
next { mo n messenger was selt to L1rd
SANKEY'S house, his lordship shook
hands with him warmly and asked him
10 stop TO luncheon!-IOuA's Cognpaa-
ion