Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-02-07

the same price, say it Is discriminating
against our own industries.
Possibly this is true. Yet, working
AS we do together in the great field of
literature, and trying as best we may to
advance and elevate the tastes and aspi-
rations of mankind, l would hardly wish
to criticse the methods or gestures of
Sir Edwin. l know only to well how
long it takes to get good set of ges-
lures together. 1t cannot be done at
once. Even when we do so, others may
rob US of them and fit them 10 other
selections, going ahead Of US and so
making US appear later on, when we
visit the same town, as plagiarists.
Sir Edwin Arnold has always used me
well. and though I did not stop at his
house while in England, as / had al
ready promised other K. G. BIS ond X.
G.'s that would take my trunk right
to their places and stay, yet l always
heard him we'll spoken OF everywhere.
We welcome the English author on
our shores at all times, and give him
hearty Endorsement, but we ask him as
an Offset to this to throw the chest well
out, stand erect, hold up the chin In
stead of the audience, and refrain from
wetting the thumb while turning over
the leaves.
Shortly after her majesty printed her
"Life and Services Of John Brown" it
occurred to me that brief excerpts from
this work would do we'll for readings in
this country, so wrote to her in care OF
her manager asking her what she would
take for fifty choice dates in America,
to read jointly with me, each OF US Sc
lecting from our own works. My idea
was that my own selections would, as it
were, give a solid and literary character
to the entertainment, while her own
would brighten up the evening with
mirth and gladness.
Whether her majesty did not under
stand the meaning of the word ''ex-
cerpt," and therefore cruelty misjudged
my meaning, or was unable to obtain
chaperon in time, l do not know, but
suffice it to say that the royal fungus is
growing rank On my still unanswered
Bill Do.
saw very sad man yesterday on the
cars as | rode west. There were scald-
ing tears in every tone, and his chin
Quivered like horses lip. His name
was Brown, he said, generally called
Flamingo Brown, because of long,
wavy neck he had, which struck me as
the longest, ruddiest sweep OF undulat-
ing neck and aquiline Adams apple that
| had ever seen.
Flamingo Brown told me that he was
on his way to Dwight, Ills, and in order
TO give the Kelley cure good, honest
trial he said he should enter the insti-
tute in beastly state OF intoXcation.
He had pretty fair start already, and
some of his longest words flew TO my
head in very short time.
ut was not always thus" said Flam-
lingo Brown, uncoiling his neck from
around his scarfpin and swallowing an
imaginary dumbbell so that you could
hear it in the next car. Then he soobed
a little on the back Of the seat, mean
time feeling blindly about in his pockets
for a handkerchief which he did not
have. ! felt sorry for him and gave
him an extra which / wear in my over
coat pocket for looks entirely. 1t is one
l bought at the Bon Marche, In Paris,
paying for 1t three franks and pour
boir. You cannot do anything in Paris
wishout pour bOir. When / called
on Carnot l sent in my card and pour
bOtr and never saw either OF them
again.
Famingo Brown after awhile dried
his tears in measure, also in my new
handkerchief, and then he told me his
story. Possibly you too, gentle reader,
may care to hear 1t. LIE said: