The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1894-10-24

inquired instead of hurrying porter,
and received the curt but comprehen-
sive answer:
"Dining-room next floor. Reading,
smoking and writing-roomsu up the hall.
Billiard-room, bar and lavatory down.
stairs"
The professor, after getting into the
barber shop and the cigar store, finally
found his way into the reading-room.
Numerous daily papers were scattered
around on the table, each attached to a
long clumsy cleft arrangement of wood,
while other dailies similarly encum-
-bered hung from racks against the wall
The professor sat down In one Of the
easy leather-covered chairs, but, In
stead of taking up paper, drew q
thin book from his pocket, In which he
was 80 absorbed that he became entire
ly unconscious Of his strange surround
ings. A light touch on the shoulder
brought him up from his book into the
world again, and he saw looking down
on him the stern face Of heavily
mustached stranger.
II beg your pardon, sir, but may I
ask If you are guest Of this house?"
A shade Of apprehension crossed the
professors face as he slipped the book
into his pocket. He had vaguely felt
that he was trespaSsing when he first
entered the hotel, and now his doubts
were confirmed.
"I-am not exactly a guest" he STAN
mered.
"What do you mean by not exactly a
guest?" continued the other, regarding
the professor with cold scrutinizing
gaze. "a man is either guest or he
Is not, take it. Which is it in your
case?"
81 presume, technically speaking, I
am not"
Technically speaking! More eva
sions. Let me ask you, sir, as an
ostensibly honest man, if you imagine
that all this luxury-this-thi ele.
gance-is maintained for nothing2 Dc
you think, sir, that it is provided fol
any man who has cheek enough to steI
out Of the street and enjoy it? Is il
kept up, l ask, for people who are
technically speaking, not guests?
The. expression Of conscious gull
deepened on the face Of the unfor
tunate professor. He had nothing tc
say. He realized that his action was
too fragrant to admit of defense, 30 he
attempted none. Suddenly the counte
nance OF his questioner lit up with 6
smile, and be smote the professor or
the shoulder.
"W4ll, old stick-in-the-mud, yor
haven't changed particle In flfteer
years, dYou don't mean 10 pretend yoy
don't know msf" @- -i =
you oant--you can't be Richart
Yatesp''
II not only can, but, can't be any
body else. l know. becanse have oftel
tried. Well, well, we'll, WE'LL Silly W,
used 70 call you. don't you remember
| I'll never forget that time we SUM
oft inthe stnlgnight,g 'front.' Of you.
window when you were studying TO
the exams, You always were quie
fellow, Silly. I've been waiting TO
you nearly whole day. 4 was jus
now with party Of friends when tn
boy brought ps your GARD. A littl
4 philanthropic gatheringAsort of mu
tual benefit arrangement you know
each Of us contributed what we coul
spare into general fund, which wa
given to some deserving person in tn
crowd.
yes" said the professor, dryly. q
, heard the clerk telling the boy where h
would be most likely to find you"
"Oh, you did, ehP" cried Yates, wit
q laugh. Eyes, Sam generally know
where to send for me; but he needn
have been so dsrned public about /
} Being o newspaper man, kno'
! what ought to go in print and wha
should have blue pencil run throua