New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1892-09-11
SUMNER SKETCHES.
MADE BY PLEASURE-SEEKERS ON THE
LAKES

LAKES.
The dull tourist the pompous tourist and tho
elusive tourist, sailing by the boatload along Lake
| Champlain and Lake George, they rub elbows on
decks and PIERS scramble for the waiting train at
Caldwell, offer chances for study not even exceed
! by the strap hanging mutudes In the Ncw-York ele
waited railroads and horse-cars A Tribune reporter
sailed up the lakes few days ago. with open note
| book and here are some of the 1ottings.
They sat on the shady side Of Lake George
steamer ard though 1t was only a halfpound box OF
caramels 1t settled the question Of domestic authority
He was a thin young man with nervous air. He
wore a mustache that even more bashful than
himself and his face was so frecked that II there
were any more freCkles to they ought to have
been told to walt" Standing room only" Ills entire
outfit Of clothing new, from his new and squeaky
shoes his 30cent necktie, equally new, though not
squeaky, and he fdgetted around on steamer camp.
stool with all country bridegrooms bashfu fond
ness. As for his companion, It would have taken
200 horse power Imagination working under forced
draught to think her pretty. She had large blue
eyes and prominently open mouth from which pro-
jected several large and shaggy teeth like rocks eS
low tide After the fourth fifth landing he went
into the cabin and returned with box Of cara
mels She seemed much pleased at this attention. and
began the opening process Immediately. WAen
finally the caramel stratum reached she ex.
trscted one. handed II to her husband. reserves
another for herself and then carefully tied up the bex
again.
"H are careful Of these, Charles, dear" she
said brightly, they'll last our whole trip. You knew
must be very economical sweetheart"
No answering CLEAN Of oneness and pride played
about among the freckles. Charles ate his meaSfe
allowance Of caramel In silence. watched hers disap
pear within her capacous mouth. and then ne salds
Nice. wasn't tP
delicious. dear"
There was moments silence.
"Wouldn't yon kinder like another. Maria" 10
and gilt cord and nervousy twired the bit Of oiled
paper sole reminder OF his caramel.
Yes. darling
strawberry. sweetheart" she said lovingly, ""has
yours', - x.,s.
one caramel NAV be enough for your little rose
bud mouth but fer me to ketch the taste 1t takes tws
She did not move She looked on dreamly over
The lake and said quietly 1--we mustn't tnt eat s,n
too late to ketch the flavor now, sweetheart II yoa
taste hard"
He was all ready to 20. HIS satchel, umbrella ana
canes were waiting on the veranda Of a big saratoga
hotel He stepped inside to the clerks desk handed
n dime and asked for posage-stamp. The
clerk passed It out, and with II cents change
Flows this ?" inquired the guest In Surprss.
"some mistake"
"You gave dime"
IL know It."
"Then what's the matter 7"
"You've only taken out cents for the stamp"
"Hey1"
al say there's a mistake young man. You charged
me ST. for three days board and gave the head
waiter 81, and the walter who served me dollar OF
so more. Every bell-boy who has waved wisp broom
my way gathered In about 10 cents n wave, and J
paid cents to be shaved, and cents for a nows-
paper. I've had a real nice quiet tine In your town;
and Just as am going home with sweet memories Oh Oh
this quiet, frugal spot you dispel the whole thing oy
- q pOStagesSfamp. i
stand it. say It a mistake, old fellow; say you
take a dime for this stamp. IT'S worth 1t. my boy.
Bv-bv." and the light hearted guest threw dino
crossed s the clerks face lie picked up the dime and
dropped i in the he, chang ss. draw Nv r. y. o7oy
He stood way up on the bow Of a Champlain
steamer. He had a complexion like tomato, and hs
carried a gudebOok In one hand, three railroad ume-
tables and map in the other, and he was bursting
with Information. Finally, unable to stand 1t longer,
he approached a small man who WIS leaning thought
fully the rail-
My friend, he said impressively. I suppose you
know that those gray and fallen walls there on
the west shore are all that remain OF world Mmous
Fort Tconderoga ~
81 didn't know IT. said the small man simply.
Well. sir, they are. 1t that spot that the
English commander called from his bed to SUI
render In the name OF Jehovah and the Continental
Congress. 1t along these Shores added the man
timetables oratorcally that the French and Indians
fought the English. Every stone, SIR, Is crowded with
history -
do you live mp here1'
NO. live In New York'
Born here, perhaps''
Travel up and down the lake pretty often, sup-
Well no., reg'5a tar ,s ad% Tin the owner Of the
Ills heyl Well, was purser OF this boat for nine
years and know every foot OF that shore. The ruin
teen miles south OF here Anything else TO tell
Two homely and titterng maidens and a stout and
aggressive wife comprised his flock. He was a small
man with pointed beard and a SOLICITORS air. and he
marshaled the party In front OF the dningroom door
on a Champlan steamer ten minutes before dinner
was served 50 as to % be In time; and when finally
they headed the procession TO the tables there began
n voey Of solcitOus inquiries that well nigh broke
the appetites of neighboring passengers The small
man sat at the head of table, and he held the BILL
Of fare and doled out inquiries
"Will Won have chicken or beef soup, motherP'
"Chicken. Edward"
Kitty. dearf'
Beef pa"
Beef for You, Mary ~
"Chicken If you please"
"You will all have fish suppose" he said.
None for me- said his wife decidedly. One OF
the girls also voted against fish, and then he beat the
waiting eardrums OF the white aproned attendant with
an order that changed five times. At last as the
boat ncared It's destination generous array OF Tands
had appeared. and the small mans soictudc grew
dreadful
:" Mother, do have some beets."
don't wish any,
Take some corn, Kitty, dear Pass the celery to
tho Gentleman next Mary This beef is excellent,
mother Can't give you bit OF IT. MOI Have piece
Of bread dearl What, Kitty. you taking pie ana
lee cream together. Remember Montreal. my child.
Wife do eat that chicken won't you. my lover
The stout woman glanced at the few remaining
passengers boiling final mouthfuls, and then sle
Cleared the bits OF chicken from her voice and said In
no uncertain tones:
Edward yOu haint eaten no dinner"
"Ics, ! have" -. , 4.
"Iou haven't. You've buzzed around TOO Huch "
Get q spoonful into your mouth Sideways
MY dear" protested the small man. aep,eeauIsEt;