The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1894-09-16

name on this list w0uI2 at once be
come member of the hest society and
one of the American nobility, thus unit
| ing with an exclusive set of people and
virtually shutting out the poor people
with whom l had grown M.
| l naturally wished TO rid myself OF
those who, now that / had secured a
position among the wealthy, were an
noying to me and liable to drop in on
J me at most any moment while social
| favorites were visiting at our house
| You can have no idea, unless you have
been through it, how annoying it is TO
| have old neighbors of the middle class
come TO visit for week or so when you
are entertaining nabob or two. You
can't put the old neighbor down to the
table with the servants, and yet you are
ndgeting all the time if be should be at
table with an aristocrat
Let us consider for moment the ex-
IRENE misery of an effort to reconcile at
times the nabob and the neighbor
Years ago in moment of exhuber-
ance l told Elias Mccartney to "come
and see us'' l said l was living in the
country and took it easy during the
summer, so that it would seem like old
times if he and Mrs. Mccartney would
come and stay week. He pulled me
out of millpond when was young
ster, the summer after / was expelled
from Yale
He was a good, plain man. with a
clear, honest eye, and his wife always
cut his hair for him.
He thought it would be nice trip TO
just hitch up his own team and drive to
my country place, with his horse feed
in the back end of the wagon. He got q
new thimble skein wagon made and
started out to drive TO my estate. He
took off his coat during the middle of
the day, and Mrs. Mccartney had al
ways been opposed to corsets, even 30
years ago.
They drove up TO our back door on a
hot June day, accompanied by q sweet
little collie that had been born on the
road.
We were at the time eating lunch
with guest whose name is in the book
above referred to-
My wife and Mrs. Mccartney had
never met before. They had not ex-
changed calls.
Mr.. Mccartney left his wife on the
back porch and drove on out to the barn,
whistling "There'l Be No More Sor-
row There" He was engaged in tying
his team to the hind wheel of his wagon
and feeding there under large shade
tree when my coachman, Colonel Fred
erick Douglass, bounced on him.
Mrs. Mccartney knocked at the
kitchen door, but the chef said briefly
that we did not want any more vege-
tables and shut the door.
You know how a well trained servant
can sometimes ostracize plain person.
Mrs. Mccartney asked for me after
awhile, however, and was told by the
girl to please wait till l was done with
my lunch. She sat in the hall tanning
herself all through our long, chatty
lunch and had chance TO compare her
clothes with those of the help.
/ presume that during the time she
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cut down her visit good deal, for when
/ learned the situation, and Mr.. Nc
Cartney, hot and hungry, had settled
his trouble with Colonel Frederick
Douglass and come up to the rear door,
kicking imaginary mud from his dura-
bic kip boots and wiping them on the
lawn, the wide smile on his face had
faded a good deal
Toward sunset, in spite Of all that l
could do, they started home He said
that they only "calc lated" to stay a
little while, but / noticed that he had
horse feed enough left to last a fortnight
when he started home.
After they had disappeared through
the big gate resolved that would have