Cañon City record., 1899-02-23
ARESURRECTION A OF
ROYALTY.
d HayWard Id. Kendall.

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y minute; 1 want to have talk
with you"
"AIl right. my lord" was the jocose
reply; -i'm always at your disposal.
In another minute Phil had turned
down his trousers, lighted cigarette.
and. leaning back in big armchair,
was waiting expectantly- / took on
my osercoat. lighted my pipe, and. aft
er a preliminary cough. began:
Say. Phil-pardon my colossal nerve
but are you very fond of Alice Clark p
For moment there was a pause.
The very incandescent light seemed to
flicker in amazement; mouse scam
pered across the floor abashed, and l
biushed inwardly at my own boldness.
Phil looked amazed for a moment,
knocked the ashes from his cigarette
and smiled very bland smile.
as this joker"
"I'm in dead earnest"
well, to be truthful, think that
Alice Clark is queen, but that's about
as far as it goes with me. We are old
friends, and good Friends You under
stand ?'
heaved little sigh of relief, took .
long Inhalation of the subtle smoke and
said. very laconically: I'm glad Of it"
'-Why?r Phil asked.
well. n'importe; just follow me,r l
replied, with a relieved and knowing
smile.
One August, when I was ten year,
old, my old bachelor Uncle Bob, a
great sufferer from hay fever, went up
TO Mackinac island, that haven for hay
feverites, and incidentally took me
with him for a travelling companion.
Well, Phil. was a star! Poor Uncle
Bob was relieved of his hay fever. but
almost contracted paresis worrying
over me. In the frss place, il was devil
ish rough on Lake Huron, and Uncle
Bob, besides being afflicted with NAL
de mer in its most hideous form.
caught me smoking a sly cigarette
Really, I thought thai he was going to
have the blind staggers or something
equally as horrible. After that use
more discretion and fewer cigarettes
Two days after leaving home we
steamed up to the dock at MackiDac-
Uncle Bob climbed out of his nest, and
after giving his wings a preliminary
flap or two, grabbed me by the hand
and toted me ashore into that unholy
mass of noisy porters. scottish Indians,
drunken cabmen and hippant hotel
mattresses that surrounded the gang
plank. Uncle Bob picked out re-
spectacle looking cabby. who drove US
in his ancient carriage to the Grant
hotel. grand only in proportions and
name Here we engaged two rooms
great sepulchral chambers. as gloomy
and hideously bare As a receiving vault
in a poeters' field. The atmosphere
pervading the entire hotel was ~
gloomy as our rooms, for cold north
eastwind was blowing ha I'D enveloping
everything in dull, damp mist i wa
miserable. All day long 1 strolied
around those big verandas. almost get
ting into a fight with Reginald Snyder.
the son of Detroit brewer; smoked
sly cigarette and was terribly home
sick. until 1 cried myself to sleeP At
night.
Uncle Bob on the hotel veranda. just in
front ~ the main entrance, ~ . very
sweIi-looksng carriage drove up. and .
handsome woman. accompanied by her
little eight-year-old daughter and a
French maid, alighted and came up the
steps toward rs. was a rather blase
youth. but I'll bet my eyes popped out
at the sight of that little girl. She was
a perfec; little princess: not one Of the
seraphic kind. but n roguish-looking,
bionde-haired little beauty. and her
mamma was a perfect queen. Before
-ould collect my senses this little party
of beauty had passed into the hotel
Uncle Bob was visibiy affected. but
was absolutely swept on my feet.
After that I began 10 get pensive-
Instead of reading Nick Carter read
.Anderson's Fairy Tales and imagined
myself saving my little princess from
all sorts Of rufiians. giants and wild
beasts. moped about the hotel pray
ing heaven earnestly for chance ~
save her from some terrible calamity
and carry her trembling to her fond
mammals arms forgot that was
wicked. and almost forsook Hoboken
Hank. Uncle Bob thought tha, / had
reformed. and consequently had much
peace for four or five days.
"Not content with moping, 1 devoted
myself to dress. and the time I spen,
tying my sashes and bows would have
been a credit to Brummel. used to
wander around the hotel veranda when
the princess was strolling up and down
with her nurse or mamma. every day
becoming more forlorn a6 discouraged
lest should never meet her. But one
day success was mine. While walking
annnni a corner Of the bicv vera uda with
her nurse. <hnvp gust of wind took the
princess little black hat and rapidly
whirled 1t toward me. tumbiing her
gold hair ruthlessly about. Picking up
the darling hat I darted forward, and
with a very stately bow. one had been
practicing for three or four days, I
presented IL TO the little biushing beau
~. who gurgled out an abashed Thank
YOU The nurse laughed right heartily
at our Juvenile formality for fully
minute, while the princess and waited
uneasily. What Is your name, little
mann she axked. Willie Williams
replied. with as much formality as
possible. The nurse laughed again. bu;
very kindly this time. Then. making
a playful courtesy. said: Mr.. Willie
Williams, my protege. Miss - But
I mustn't tell you the princess name
now; that would spoil the whole story.
Anyway. we became the best of friends.
Every afternoon we would stroll up
and down the hotel grounds or along
the beach. or. what was better. drive
around the island with mamma. As
we were both disciples OF Hans Ander>
san we used ~ have The fsneS, Kind