Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-06-06

dressed. unshavel, unshOrn ana dlrty
he was. That's Sir William Harcourt,
said Smith That | exclaimed, why
l always understood HarcOurt was a
big. burly man. Used 70 be-, replied
Smith. but he's been trying the Bant-
ing system to reduce his size. It's had
a wonderful effect in only six weeks.
Well. | should say so, said l.
But the road was now alive with
carts. They were all carts. Nothing
but carts. And they came so fast that
l had no time to give more than a
hasty glance as Smith rhymed off the
names of the occupants. noticed one
thing, and that is that but one had a
groom sitting behind. That's the Duke
of Argyle said Smith, pointing TO the
middle of a tumble of vehicles; and
that man in the white felt hat is Wis
count Wolseley. He's grown awfully
stout lately. There is Lord Harting-
ton and he nodded his head at a clean
shaven man of about Gin loOks) forty
five.
IL thought the marquis had a
beard l gasped, for ] felt my breath
beginning &c give way. Used to have
said Smith. but they say the dowager
Duchess Of Manchester coaXed him TO
shave it of. Anyhow, there he is.
Yes. he Is a young looking man for his
years, seeing he was born in '33. !
shouldn't be surprised If we were TO
meet the duke himself. But he only
walks He's over eighty, but nothing
can persuade him 20 get into a car
rage. BY Jovel speak Of the devil
If there he isn't nowr The devilf l
inquired NO, the duke, said Smith.
There he is resting himself. Sect
Near that stile.'
Il looked. and there, sure enough,
was a very old man bending over a
stick and leaning on the stile. He wore
a long smock frock and thick, hob nail
boots and blue yarn stockings. Isn't
that an odd costume for a dukef /
asked, in amazement. To you Amer
leans, yes. You expect dukes 10 dress
in coronets and ermine robes Well,
there's a wide difference between err
mine and that. said l. so there is,
returned Smith; but that's the way
with our peers. They are so sickened
with the snobs that they try 70 90 the
other way.
" Anyhow, that's the Duke Of Devon
shire, and you can believe me or not if
you like. How is your grace' be-
shouted 20 the old "a who took of
his hat and stood uncovered while we
passed. Well said /. if Ia been
alone should have given the old fel-
low a penny And he'd have taken
it. The duke is a great mi>er What
You don't believe it, just hold mp
and he drew a penny out Of his ticket
pocket. Hi. Your grace. Here" and
he tossed the penny TO the old man,
who hobbled over and picked it up,
taking OIL his hat again.
Nov. I'm sure il must strike you,
as an American, with peculiar admira.
ton to see our peers so humble and po-
lite. You think them proud, hard and
overbearing. What a mistakel There
is a man who is the richest peer in the
kingdom. and I'll warrant you wouldn't
find Vanderbilt or Jay Gould willing C
do the same. But here, we're letting
lot 60 by. There's Lord Randolph
Churchill, as an elderly looking man.
with white hair and scrubby beard
drove past. You needn't look 81
surprised. He's turned his hair by
overwork, and has lately cut of hii
mustache, refusing 70 let it grow agar
until lac is prime minister. There's tn,
Earl Of Aberdeen, the Duke Of Port
land, Lord Salisbury
'Wherer / asked quickly; which
/ am most anxious 70 see him There,
said Smith. pointing to a smooth faced
old man, with puffy cheeks of bright
crimson, who was trying his best to ge'
a sprung kneed, fieabitten, gray mar
into a steady trot. But where's hi
long beardF asked in wonder. Gone,
said Smith; he's a victim 70 facia
neuralgia. and was told his beard KEEP
the nerves Of his face damp, so of cam
his beard. They do say he's been mucf
better ever since He certainly has /;
good color. said /; 1 wasn't aware b,
was so horid No. naturally. But o
urS you know the cause. Nor ant
Smith bent his elbow and put his hanC
70 his mouth. You don't say sor EaiC
1. Fact. said Smith.
well so il went on until | suppos,
/, we had met and seen every lord anC
duke in the peerage. We got TO TIN
town at last, and Smith put up at
tavern to bait his horses and get a bit
for our ourselves. Lively town, yours,
! said | 10 the landlord, when Smitl
went ont 70 speak to his groom
) plenty going on
"'Well, yes, sir, today he replied
[ with an emphasis. 1t isn't like thi
every day. This be fair day, sir
"'Ah,' said l, L daresay you ha'
J most Of those noblemen we met on tn
road as we came
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