The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-10-12
AN IMPRESSIVE ARRIv AL.
He Was Not the Duke Of Wellington,
but He Got There With Both BootA


but he Got There With Both BootA
From the Philadelphia Inquirer.
A beautiful white horse, with long, flow
ing, immaculate name and tail, and large,
red. throbbing nostrils, ridden by strange
looking man with naughty address, attired
in tight-fitting velvet riding coat and long
boots, made of glossy leather, and decked
with shining, silver-plated spurs Of huge
dimensions, stopped recently before the en-
trance TO the Colonnade. Summoning the
porter Of the house, the stranger. with an
imperious wave of the hand, Commanded
the awe-stricken mental to hold the fieecy
steed Then, with display of dignity, he
dismounted, ana having given few direc-
tions Ia terrifying tones, strutted into the
corridor of the hotel
The clerks eve almost bulged from their
sockets, and the proverbial diamond
sparkled with unusual lustre at the figure
OF imperial dignity approached the regis
ter. Just as he reached the counter his stern
face relaxed into smiles aud making a genu-
Election worthy of French dancing mas
ter, he greeted the breathless clerk aud reg
istered from Chicago
In an instant there were half dozen sub
servient darkies standing around at a re-
spectful aud safe distance in readiness to
escort the augu-loOking parsonage to his
apartment. With another imperious wave
be dismissed them and frowned again.
Under all the stern aud stilted exterior there
were some warmth in the mysterious
stranger, however, aud he melted the clerks
rigid fear into confidence with gentle inqui-
ries for neighboring boading stables and
| their character.
That's a fine animal, and want him to
| have the best of care" he remarked. II
| have brought him all the Vav from Chicago,
and there are associations about him that
make him sacred to me-"
| In spirit Of humor the clerk delegated
| the red-haired porter to lead the animal to
| the stable. His dignity SerN eyed the porter
| for few seconds, aud then. with a shrug
of his shoulders, beckoned him to start tina
| procession.
In all the glory of his lustrous boots, yell
| low breeches and shining black velvet
| jacket, he started for the stable.
On the way he was a strange and curious
| looking object TO the pedestrians on the
| street, who first looked at him, then at the
| red-haired porter and the white horse, and
wondered aud guessed what the spectacle
meant
| Arriving at the stable there was a fresh
| display of dignity-more genuhections,
| grotesque pironttes and striking gesticula-
tons accompanied with minute directions
| for the care of the horse. The latter pro-
| voked the admiration of the liverymen, who
we're protuse in their praises, which called
| forth from the owner the remark that he
was a celebrated animal with a celebrated
history, with lady heroine in the story,
In the meantime there was a great flltter
and commotion around at the hotel over the
horse. The darky attendants collected in
the corner and wondered. Several guests
who witnessed the advent of the stranger
| gathered before the clerks desk and piled
| ,xrith nd ha CIV a
with conjectures and rife with rumors
| Soon it was whispered about that the
| stranger was German baron who had rid
den the horse from the far west on wager
for brider. These rumors, tinted with th,
glow of romance, came to the east Co sew.
eral newspaper men, and there was lively
scrimmage for the history OF the horse and
the wonderful story Of the woman in the
casen
In some strange manner his dignity haC
had in the meanwhile disappeared. Tn
newspaper men rushed around to the sta
BILE
Yes" said the stable boss, 1.-THE hors,
. has remarkable history but can't tell il
to you"
Again the breathless scribes returned t.
the hotel with their minds implied with
. visions of romance and equestrian gallan
| try. But still his dignity was absent
! About IL o'clock he was founn at luncheon
at the hotel.
"Glad to see you newspaper gentlemen,
he said, as he extended his hand with ,
gracious bow and a sweet smile ''Glad {,
: see you" and the digninedly resumed his re
past.
"But the horse baron" spake up one.
Eyes, he's fine animal. | brought hin
! from Chicago. have had riding schoo
4 there, and decided to come here and opeI
3 | onen
There was look of disappointment OF
? the face Of the newspaper men, feelin
of disgust in their minds, and a laugh a
e | around.
Perhaps the advent to town of ridin
Z master never before made such a fuste
; and q f1utter
: WILLIAM THE CoNeuERoR couldn't write h
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