Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1891-09-04

York. and he said: mo; only fairlsh."
He said Poole was his man, and he would
not bother about any other man, because
Pool was not half bad. So said /
fancied he was right and that / would
run across and get some. and take
dinner with my sister, who married
Billy Hotpace. who will be Duke OF
Bassborough some day If his elder
brother, who works along on about
half lung. will only do the right
thing and die.
1t was not like the London that
Midget and l did, though. Dear old
Midget, as he has said to me tive-and-
twenty times when l have asked him
if he remembered it: lit was funny,
old chap. but this is a funny world.
and there's some funny things in it !"
and then he always laughs and slaps
me on the back, and If it happens to
be at the club, we split bottle of
soda.
You see, we had been to see some
thing or other somewhere, and then
had a grilled bone at the Continental,
and l said: Lets go and see that
chap you know at the Rag. and see if
he won't trot us around to the Garde-
MIA" / did not know any English fell
lows then, and this fellow was a lord,
who had been with Midget in Africa
or somewhere shooting lions or lion
esses or some brutes that take a lot of
killing. Midget said he did not want
to go digging people out at their clubs,
and while / was disappointed, did not
make point OF it. The Midget hates
to be bothered, and there is no use
pegging away at a man to do thing
if no does not want to do it.
So he said we would go to his lodg-
ings and have a cigar before he turned
in. and 1 could get to my hotel in ten
minutes from his quarters in cab.
We took a hanson, and when we got TO
his place. he thought he had dropped
a sovereign on the floor of the hanson,
and told the man to wait while he
went in the house for some matches to
look for it with. We both went into
the house and up TO his rooms, and he
got the matches, and when he went
outside the cabby had gone.
Hes driven off with my SOY, and l
didn't see his number" said Midget,
coming back, and did laugh. assure
you. He walked over to the mantel-
shelf to get the cigars. and then he
began to laugh. too, and said: "Why.
it's cabby that's done, old chap, not
me- Here on the mantel is the blessed
SOW thought had in r1y pocket when
we were driving back and now l re-
member laid it here when l dressed
this evening, and, finding a lot of
loose silver in my dress-trousers, for
got to pocket the SOW" He had spent
all the silver and felt for the SOW, and,
not finding it. thought he must have
dropped it in the hanson.
SO. you see, the cabby thought he
would do Midget out of SOW, and he
did himself out of one and six. 1t will
make an awfully good story when the
Century prints it. and l am going to
have a chap l know, who draws pio-
lures. to draw a picture of Midget
finding the SOW on the mantel and say
ing TO me: why, it's cabby that's
done. old chap. not me. Here OH the
mantel is the blessed SOW / thought /
had when we were driving back, and
now l remember l laid it here when ]
dressed this evening. and, finding lot
of loose silver in my dress-trousers, ]
forgot to pocket the SOW"
1t will make an awfully good pic
ture. and / am going to have the fellow
make it fill full age.-Evening Sun.