The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-02-24
EDWARD LOST IN ILLINOIS.
freshman Restored the Then Prince
to His Friends.
Chicago Tribune.

Chicago Tribune
CARBoNDALE, ILL.,, Feb. S.-some in
told by a prominent man of this city,
under whose personal observation they
came when the Prince of Wales visited
this country under the title of Lord
the Prince, with a party of St. Louis
friends, invaded this state for the pur-
pose of shooting prairie chickens.
His success in bagging game quite car
ried the Prince away lguratively, and
also, literally, during one hunt for he
was soon lost from both his friends and
attendants in country totally unknown
to him. When he finally realized the fact
he attempted to retrace his steps, but
even his servant, who carried the game
for him, was nowhere to be seen Strib-
ing out toward the setting sun he de-
terTnined to reach some sort of habitation
as quickly as possible in order that he
might reach Breese. Clinton county, the
party'S headquarters, before dark.
He was quite worn out when he came
upon Scotch-Irishman ploughing in a
field. The prince approached him and
commanded that he hitch his horses at
once to the nearby wagon, and drive
him as speedily as possible to Breese
The man stopped, quietly took a quid
of tobacco from his mouth depositing it
near the princely feet. and taking an
other chew stared in amazement.
What is the matter. my good MANI"
said the prince 1T is not so far to
Breese that your horses would not make
the trip, is it?''
Faith, an nary that. sor; but It's no
business 1 have got in Breese the day"
But, man, it is important that should
be there without delay, as l have no de-
sire to be out here after nightfall.7
Faith, an ! am sorry for that, sor."
said the Irishman, viewing his royal
highness with increased suspicion
Perhaps" said the prince, haughtjR,
but with a suppressed smile lowering
about his lip, you do not know that you
are refusing to do q service for an Eng
liSh nobleman."
''Shure, an that's nather here nor there
to me- sor. We are all on the same fooA
ing in this country, sor. If you want me
to take you to Breese show your wad.''
Finally realizing what he meant by
''wad, the prince thrust his hand In his
pocket and drew out a So bill. That 5et-
tied it. Title or no title the road was
open to Breese
''Climb in pardner" said the Irishman,
as he hastily fastened his horse TO the
wagon
On the road the prince chatted famll-
tarly with his grotesque and original
friend, passing, as he afterward remark
ed, one Of the most amusing hours Of his
trip
The Irishman was delighted, and his
prejudice against titled heads as rapidly
Diminishing when as they came in sight
of Breese they met several Of the party
in quest of him.
Getting out of the wagon and mounting
the horse that had been led out for him,
the prince turned to his new friend and
said: MY good man, when you return
home lust tell your wife that you drove
the Prince of Wales into Breese.''
well, faith said the lri5hman. shift
ing his lines into his left hand. IAN
that's good one" Extending his hand
to Wales he said with a grin: Shake.
prince or no prince. you're the right sort,
and IL We ever come into these parts
again jest drop IN. The old woman would
be powerful glad to see ye-"