The age-herald., 1897-08-08
r 'sTcopyright, 1907, by the Anthor.l If the red slayer think he stays. Or if the slain think be is slain.
 They know not well the subtle ways l keep and pass and turn again.


 It was the unreproducible slid "r'' as he said this was his "fy-ist' visit to England that told nae he was a New Yorker from New York, and when in the course of our long, lazy journey westward from Waterloo he enlarged upon the beauties of his city, I, profess ing ignorance, said no word. He had, amazed and delighted at the mans civility, given the London porter a shilling for carrying his bag nearly DO yards He had thoroughly investigated the first class lavatory compartment which the London and Southwestern sometimes supply without extra charge, and now, half awed, half contemptuous but wholly interested, he looked 4out upon the ordered English landscape wrapped in its Sunday peace, whilesI watched the wonder grow upon his face. Why were the cars so short and suited? Why had every other freight car tarpaulin drawn over it? What wages would an engineer get now? Where was the swarming population of England he had read so much about? What was the rank of all those men on tricycfes along the roads? What was the idea of the brass and iron tipped shinney sticks that were lying in tanned canvas bags OF Wimbledon platform? When were we due at Plymouth? .As@
 I told him all knew, and very much that I did not. He was going to Plym- outh to assist in a consultation upon a fellow countryman who had retired to place called the Hoe-was that up town or down town?-to recover from nervous dyspepsia Yes, he himself was doctor by profession, and how any one in England could retain any nervous disorder passed his comprehension. Nev- CT had he dreamed of an atomsphere so soothing Even the deep rumble of .Lop- don traffic was monastical by compari- son of some cities he could name, and the country-why, it was a paradise A continuance of it, he confessed, would drive him mad, but for a few months it was the most sumptuous rest cure in his knowledge.
 "Ill come over every year after this, ]" he said in burst of delight as we ran between two 10 foot hedges of pink and white may. Its seeing all the things I've ever read about. Of course it doesn't strike you that way. I presume you be- long here? What finished land it isl It's arrived. Must have been born this way Now, where I used to live, at Portchester- Hello, what's up?"
 The train stopped in blaze of sun- shine at tFramlynghame Admiral, which is made up entirely of the name board, two platforms and an overhead bridge, without even the usual siding I had never known the slowest of locals to stop here before, but on Sunday all things are possible. One could hear the drone of conversation along the carriages, and, scarcely less loud, the drone of the bumblebees in the wallfowers up the bank My companion thrust his head through the window and sniffed luxuri- Dusly. '
 Where are we now?" said he. z
 'In Wiltshire said I. .ss
 'Ahl A man ought to be able to. write novels with his left hand in as country like this. We'll, we'll And sos this is Tess country. feel just as if T were in a book. Say the conduc---thev guard has something on his mind !. Whats he getting at?'' sssaat
 The splendid badged and belted guard. was striding up the platform at the reg ulation official pace, and in the regula- tion official voice was saying to each door:
 Has any gentleman here bottle of medicine? A gentleman has taken bot tie of poison-laudanum- mistake D
 Between each five paces he looked at an official telegram in his hand, refresh cd his memory and said his say. The dreamy look on my companion s face- he had gone far away with Tess-passed with the speed of a snap shutter. After the manner of his countrymen, he had risen to the situation, jerked his bag down from the overhead rail, opened it, and 1 heard the click of bottles.
 ''Find out where the man is,' he said briefly. "I've got something here that will fix him if he can swallow still" ]"
 Swiftly I fled up the line of car riages in the wake of the guard. There was olamor in rear oompartment-the voice of one believing to be let out, and the feet of one who kicked. With the tail of my eye saw the New York doc tor hastening thither, bearing in his hand blue and brimming glass from the lavatory compartment The guard I found scratching his head unoficially by the engine, and murmuring, "Well, put bottle of medicine of at Andover I'm sure did"
 "Better say it again, any'ow," said the driver. 'Orders is orders Say it again. "
 Once more the guard paced back, I, anxious to attract his attention, trot- ting at his heels.
 Tn minute, in minute, sir, :" he said, waving an arm capable of start ing all the traffic on the London and Southwestern railway at wave "Has any gentleman here got bottle of med icine? A gentleman has taken bottle of poison-laudanum--by mistake. D
 "Where's the man?..' gasped.
 "Woking. 'Ere's my orders" He showed me the telegram, on which were fha words to ba said ",E must have