Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-06-13

the bouquets fell ito his feet unnotlced'
He felt. in fact, more like tramplngl on
them, as being partly the cause OF his
getting into such an uncomfortaple pre-
dicament.
But search as he would there was nc
signs of his brother or anyone else tina,
he knew. AT last. perfectly bewildered
he stood still and gazed helplessly
about him! Just then two big men IN
what seemed to bea gorgeous uniform,
came up to him. and without a word
took him by each arm, and, despite ms
struggles, carried him OFT between them;
Soon they came to a grand archway and
q huge building that looked like a
prison. In fact he was sure by tins
time that he was arrested for something
that he had done. which was considered
a crime in Rome, and that these We're
soldiers taking him to his sell. What
could it be, he wondered? Could that
old gentleman he had pelted so INDUS
triously with confetti" have been the
king? He had no crown on to be sure,
but Neil had learned lately that kings
didn't wear their crowns when they
took a walk as he had always before
the period of his enlightenment thought
they did. While he was wondering his
c%aptors led him up the great stairs and
through a good many very large rooms,
the walls Of which We're covered with
paintings and the lofty ceilings beauti-
fully frescoed-not at all as he imagined
the inside of a prison would look-until
at last they reached a room where a
lady, very elegantly dressed, came
rushing to meet him.
why. it isn't Dick at ALL" she ex-
claimed in English.
II never said 1 was" said Neil.
SWELL. of all funny things; it IS Neil
Allerton," continued the lady looking
earnestly at him.
I am glad you think it funny said
Neil. Il don't"
"Why, don't you know me? I am
Dick Martins mother. We came over
on the steamer with you. We came
here to see the carnival gayeties from a
friends window, and Dick was with lis
until a little while ago. He was dressed
Just like you and when he disappeared
[ was afraid he had gone into the street
and got lost, so l sent the footmen to
look for him, and they have mistaken
you for him. Where do you live?"
CHATS what I'd like to know myself,
but l don't" said Neil. "The streets
got a name as long as your ann in the
worst kind Of gibberish."
Let me see" said Dicks mother,
thoughtfully, II think l know. I heard
your mother speak of a hotel here where
she intended stopping"
The door opened as she said this and
in walked the runaway Dick. carrying a
bag almost as large as himself. His
mother greeted him with. well, where
have you been? I have been sending
people all over to look for you"
"Only down to see the cook. ]
wanted some flour for that fellow who
is dancing up and down before our win
dow and throwing bouquets to sister
Alice. I got enough here to give him a
good snow storm a regular American
blizzard!"
But when he spied Neil, and in hi:
Joy at seeing his old churA, carnival
flour and bouquets and fellows dancing
up and down We're all forgotten, AM
nothing would do but he must go, to-
in the carriage when his mother started
out to find the hotel with the long
name.
1t proved to be the one that Mrs
Martin remembered, and when tn
whole party were looking at the fire
works that night on the Pincian Hill
Neil told Dick confidentially that h
considered it rather good fun to ge
lost, because it was so jolly to be foun'
people, especially mothers, made sue!
a time over you.--Detroit Free Press.