The morning times., 1895-09-15
Roughing II
Uith a Prince
TO SAY NOTHING OF A DUKE
AND A COUNT.
A Professional Beauty's Expert
ence in Yellowstone Park.
Her Eleven Trunks.

Its four sleek, fat, well-groomed horses,
prancing under the lash of the long whip,
which the driver throws down on the top
with that familiar thud, when the coach
stops. Six coaches stood out in front of the
Mammoth Hot Springs Hotel to take the
bustling little crowd for their first stage
In the park. Everybody was ready, except
the young person who made it point never
to be ON time. 1t was way she had of
drawing attention to herself.
There was much discussion as to the ar
rangement Of places. All the young women
wanted to sit with the drivers; ali the old
women wanted back seats. The Profes
sional Beauty, a society woman from -,
whose pictures, published in the Illustrated
journals, had made her famous, insisted
on sitting by three men at once. A busting
mamma from the far West, with two very
big and homely daughters, had made it a
point with the manager that her cherubs
should not be exposed to the wiles of little
Italian Count, an amiable, harmless fel-
low, on his way around the world. He
had already imployed the manager not to
put him in the same coach with "dose
vera, verra ugly girls" The Enthusiastic
Woman settled matters for herself by
climbing up to the box seat of one OF the
stages, with the idea of driving the four-in-
hand, an accomplishment Mt she said she had
learned at Lenox. The amiable manager
of the Transportation Company acquitted
imself of seating US in the most remarkable
way. But as luck W ould have 1t. and much
to the chagrin of mamma, the Italian Count
and the youngest of her daughters occupied
the back seat of the second stage One of
the foreigners, a Russian grandee, wanted
the top of his coach taken off. The manager
deinurred The Russian prince in emphatic,
though broken English, insisted. Finally,
after lengthy parley, conference with the
principal and a monetary consideration
the top came off.
II swan" said one of the drivers, "ef
them furriners amt the very devil fer
gittin what they want. Talk about yer
YaDkees-they amt in 1t with one Of
them Russian fellers."
The coaches In front of us had sta rted off,
but we waited, our horses growing restive,
our driver grumbliDg audibly at the delay.
There was still another passenger, the
Professional Beauty, who was Fostering the
long-suffering manager about her eleven
trunks.
Impossible, Madam. There is no room-''
'swelI," mused the Practical Man, ''if
every passenger should take eleven trunks
one hundred passengers, one thousand one
hundred trunks
The Manager cast a grateful look in the
direction of the Practical Man.
"I am not interested in what other
people carry persisted the Professional
II must have my trunks. / need
them"
How about q wagoD?'' blandly insisted
the Manager. I'VE fixed an Englishman
up that way last year. He had thirteen
trunks and valet And then he added
to allay the air of apprehension spreading
over the Beauty's couDtenance. 1T won't
cost much.''
Pay extrar' exclaimed the Beauty with
Pay extra? Why, what ami
to pay extra for? Here is my ticket"
For the trunks to be sure innOceHay
the Practical Man.
~ will do nothing of the kind" cried the
Beauty thoroughly excited. land 1 mast
have my trunks
But even a Professional Beauty cannot
go on forever. The dispute was settled
How, nobody cared. We were
grateful to be off at last
Hank, our driver, is not as interesting
rom an ordinary point of view as some Of
he Munchausens. He is not given to brag,
and whatever he says can be relied on.
Il don't lie," he says, like the other fel-
ows, cause hate to see people make fools
Of themselves, an / believe it's agin the
nt'rest of the Park" Hank, and, by the
way let some one explain why Western stage
irIvers always affect the name of Hank,
S by all odds the best looking man among
he Jehus He dresses rather dudeishly,
and in his pink shirt, flowing black tie,
with gray sombrero pulled down over his
sturdy, honest face, burned the color of his
ihirt by constant exposure, he is not an
lninteresting figure. For the ordinary wo-
nan he has no use whatever. When he does
AXE fancy-and he is discriminating,
gallant. The Enthusiastic Woman asked his
permission TO sit on the box.
Don't make no difference to me, marm,
Il yer do or eff yer DON'T" he growled, with
l chuckle, giving his necktie an extra twist.
She had made complete conquest of him
before we had driven the first mile. When
we reached the White Swan Prairie-so
,alled, fancy, because there are no white
,wans In the vicinity-he-gr yielded
lp the lines The ambitious mamma nudged
Ter elder darling significantly, the Beauty
,outed and the Practical Man said something
ll-natured, which made the twohundred
FOUNDER giggle. The remainder of the COM
,any looked with astonishment at the con-
luered charioteer without voicing the mis-
irving depicted in their faces. But through
he Grand Canon and Golden Gate, with its
bridges built out from the perpendicular
'ides of the mountaina and hung over achasn,
Hank emphatically refused to allow his
.harmer TO drive.
II tell ye," said he, determinedly, by
way of excuse, "a drivin' on Them asphalts
lint like gittinh round these yere curves,
In up an down these grades; ye see if it is.
Why, last summer had one of them dude
irivers from the East, who owns their own
coaches an drives 'em for fun. He tried to
earn me my business thet I've been at for
nigh on ter thirty years, and, like derned
DOL, give him his way, When we got to
he Continental Divide, he essquealed an
landed the lines back to me. P'raps ye
hink his hands wasn't sore. Gee whizr'
The enthusiastic woman drove very well,
Ifter all. We escaped at any rate TO tell
he tale. Once she ran up the side of noun
ain, bringing down shower of stones and
lirt and nearly upsetting the coach. But
here was no harm done ave to her vanity.
,he dropped the reins in terror at sight of
little coyote soon afterward. That's, at
my rate, what mamma said she did.
!, myself, don't believe it. Jealous peo-
lie are SO spiteful. The only other narrow
scape remember was when the ambitious
Whip ran the leaders into the coach In