Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1891-06-11

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crowded for comfort. l sha'n't TAX
you there, you know This ought {
have given me a hint but was too in
tent on seeing the lords and ladies :
think of or notice anything else. We'll
next day he called for me at the littl
old Met"
Pardon me, one moment the colo
mel said; "how did you meet this
ahem-Lord Smith, If all the lords wer
awayp'
"I'n explain that presently" sale
Pettigrew; you just wait. Well, Smitl
had very tony turnout Higl
wheeled dogcart, tandem team of darl
roans, and tiger behind in livery anc
top boots ! tell you, felt fine dash
ing through the swell streets of Lon
don and every one turning to look af
ter u.s. We struck right out into the
country as soon as we could get there.
1--WE haven't got to the place yet,
explained Smith, in reply to my ques-
| ton as TO how far we had come; but
we're not far of now You see, the
place I'm taking you to is a favorite re
sort of some of the greatest peers in
/ the kingdom Hardly any one knows
this except people in the swim, you
know. It's a small town about six
miles from Highgate, and out of it
leads one of the best roads in England
for driving. The peers come here to
drive.
'Four-in-hand coaches, l presume.
said l.
Now, said he, there isn't bigger
mistake than to suppose that four-in
hands are driven by the best people in
England. Snobs do, but peers-the
sort of peers that I'm going to show you
presently simple one horse carts,
and many of them don't even have a
groom with them. You see, I'm letting
you into some secrets, and he laughed
| thanked him and he went on. You
may also note that the horses do not
look much, and have generally the ap
pearance of being badly groomed or
swagger. Snobs go in for snartness so
much that noblemen like to affect the
opposite, But here comes one now
He looked keenly ahead, while | re
member thinking | did not find the
road we were on anything to brag of
But | forgot it the next minute when
Smith began again.
Nov, look well at this man, and
I'll tell you presently who he is. You
will be surprised, / can assure you. a
very commonplace cart and horse came
numbering along. The cart looked as
though it hadn't been washed for a
month or the horse %groomed for two
In it, driving, sat one man. He was a
fat, red faced old fellow of between
sixty and seventy, with bushy gray
whiskers meeting under his chin He
was mutlled up in what | thought a
very shabby great coat for a peer, over
his knees was a faded striped horse
blanket, and on his head a dingy,
broad brimlned high hat. Between
his teeth was a blackened briar pipe.
A beam of intelligence Lit up his face
as he caught sight of Smith, and he
touched his hat He said something,
but | couldn't hear it, for Smith waved
his whip and shouted, Fine day, my
lordH The old peer smiled pleasantly
and made some reply, but could not
catch what it was.
Now, said Smith, can you guess
who that wasF i should never think
ne was "A peer, | answered. No,
laresay not, he said. Nor would
most people who didn't know. Well,
hats Earl Cadogan, and he flicked his
eaders ear with his whip. Earl Cado.
.anF laslled Yes, he said 4 thought
.ou'd be surprised. 1 am, said |; 4
ever should have thought it But,
teady, said Smith, catching me 10y the
m; here's another, and in the dis.
ance lot more. We're in the thick
If it now Is this the good roadF |
Isked as the wheel slid into a rut of
iome dimensions Hush, don't say a
word. don't want to speak to him
Just look at him out of the side of your
eye or he'll pull up and bother us for
half an hour 4 should like that, |
said |, If he's a great swell He's all |
that replied Smith; he couldn't be
greater. Bat he's most awful bore
That's his servant beside him. He's
the small man 1t was lucky he told |
me or shouldn't have known which /.
was which.
81 hadn't time to see much, for Smith /
whipped up his horses, But the small |
man was the sorriest looking peer you .
could imagine Thin, dried up, badly |
dressed, unshaven, unshom and dirty .
he was That's Sir William Harcourt,
said Smith, 'Thatp | exclaimed, why |
| always understood Harcourt was Il
big, burly man, Used TO be, replied
Smith, but he's been trying the Baut-
ing system 10 reduce his size It's had
a wonderful effect in only six weeks.
Well | should say so, said |.
''But the road was now alive with
carts, They were all carts. Nothing
but carts, And they came so fast that
had no time to give more than IA
hasty glance as Smith rhymed oil 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 10 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