The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1891-08-23

you are safe. Tnere Is not btnco man
on Buzzard's Bay" So we took passage
on the Why? new steam yacht
which Mr.. Robson is having repaired
most of the time, he says, for the rare
exhilaration afforded by knowing that
he has nice yacht at the paint shop or
the plumbers "just getting the finishing
touches put on it."
He claims that yacht most always
needs something done to it tomorrow,
and then it takes day or two for the
paint to dry, and then you suddenly look
at your watch and find that the summer
is gone and work begun. Is it not 80
generally in this life2 Oh, how often
sometimes think that terrapin and Jo-
hannisberger go with insomnia, while
health and hunger often go with low
spirited bread and pruns sauce.
Oh, take me back, | often cry at night,
as the soft Winds moan through the cost
ly laces Of my easement; take me back
and lay me once more across my moth
er's knee as of yore, only taking care to
have me placed the other side up.
Charles jefferson was the pioneer Of
Buzzard's Bay. He bought at thirty
two dollars per acre what is now selling
by the front foot along the beautiful
waters of Buttermilk bay, l think it is,
an arm Of Buzzard's bay, and now one
may SEQ at eventide the hale and sleek
Charles gloating over his i'll gotten gains,
while near by is the hospitable roof Of
his fathers CHEEKY house on one side and
the pretty cottages Of Tom and Mr.. JEFF
fersons sister Conny on the other.
| was surprised to find Mr.. Booths
health SO good and his endurance so
great. He listened to an entire play Of
mine and then walked two or three
miles. He said he did not mind to walk
after hearing the play.
There is more humor about Mr.. Booth
than 1 had thought after seeing him as
Hamlet Hamlet, he says, does not give
him much chance that way. l have Of
fered to brighten up Hamlet for him On
a royalty and he is going to think it over
for few weeks. AS wrang his hand
at parting he said he might not do it the
coming season and possibly not the sea-
son after, so l will have plenty of time to
do it in satisfactory way.
Mr.. Booth, have no doubt, is reserved
and quiet with strangers, and on short
acquaintance does not seek to be the life
of the party, but when he is among old
friends he is at his best, and his fine eyes
often twinkle in way to make you for
get the Cordelia affair and the bad break
made by Hamlet's mother
With Mr.. Booths consent l could put
into Hamlet" a scene which would Of
fer opportunities for bright dialogue and
Sheffield puns that need not detract from
the dismal character Of the play at all,
but still give a modern color to it.
Mr.. Jefferson is good host because he
is not host at all He does not restrain
you by taking you in charge constantly.
His air is that of one who gives you the
key to the premises and then says help
yourself The etiquette of being a host
cannot be learned from books or bought
with money Kindliness of heart and
unselfshness of purpose are the spinal
column of hospitality, With them fried
mush and molasses are toothsome, and
without them magnifcence is misery
and pomp and pie are powerless.
Good hunting and fishing occur near
the jefferson and Cleveland homes
Deer are plenty, and we ran upon bear
while out walking. "Histl" said Charles.
81 will creep up on him." | said why
not go home and spend the evening
at baccarat? Why kill, per-
haps, a parent bear whose little ones
might come 10 want? At this | started
toward the house, deity bounding over
a sassafras bush and carroming on a
tree by means of my head. AT that
the crack of Charley's rife rang
out through the gathering twilight.
saw the head Of the low, coarse brute
droop and fall from the log over which
it had been peering.
Then we all rushed forward to see
him, though | hung back little, being
only a guest, of course, and so little
reticent. also remembering, too, that one
Of my ancestors who once went up to
take the temperature of a wounded bear
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one hundred years have now crept slow
Iy by, Lorena. When we got there we
saw that the bear was dead.
We also saw string-a long, white
to the bear and leading
off toward large tree. 1t was attached |
TO Thomas jefferson also. The bear was
a taxidermed rug, which the reader may
see at the home Of Mr.. jefferson on a
still day.
Several present laughed at this. l
laughed with them, but it was like the |
hollow and simulated mirth of a man
who has bright little son Of his own,
but who is compelled to laugh at the