The Miller sun. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 190?-19??, 1905-04-26
The Special Correspondent
yes, sir" / replied in his.

"Yes, SIR / replied in his.
Evidently we could understand each
other. The ice was broken, and then
question followed on question rather rap
idly between us.
wait 4 bit" said my American. "I'll
lay ten to one that you are a reporter
And you would win. Yes. | am a
reporter sent by the Twentieth Century
to do this journey
Going all the way to Pekin? So
am l."
Same trader" said l. indiferently.
mo. You need not excite yourself.
We don't sell the same stuff. sir"
"Claudius Bombarnac, OF Bordeaux. is
delighted to be on the same road ass
Full Ephrinell, of the firm of Strong,
Bulbul q Co, OF New York City, New
York, L. s. A."
We were mutually introduced. | "A
traveller in news. and he a traveller in
in what? That | had to find out.
Have you ever been in the United
States, Mr.. Bombarnac?" he asked.
mo, Monsieur Ephrinell."
You will come TO our country some
day. Then you will not forget to explore
the establishment Of Strong. Bulbul Il
CO.."
Explore it?'
You will see one Of the most remark
able industrial establishments Of the New
Continent. Imagine a colossal work
shop. immense buildings for the mount
ing and adjusting of the pieces. a steam
engine of fifteen hundred horse power,
ventilators making six hundred revolu-
1,,,-. .,:,,.. l-:l. h,,
drcd tons of soal a day, a chimney stack
four hundred and fifty feet high, vas,
OuthOuseS for the storage Of our goods,
which we send to the five parts OF the
world. Il general manager, two sub-mnn-
ayers. four secretaries. eight under sec
r~etaries, a staff Of five hundred clerks and
nine hundred wOrkmen, a whole regiment
of travellers like your servant. working
in Europe. Asia. Africa, Ameri.l, Aus
traliaSia, in short, a turnover exceeding
annually one hundred million dollars.
And all that, Mr.. BOmbarnac. for making
millions of-ycs. | said millions
At this moment the train commenced to
slow under the action Of its automatic
brakes. and he stopped. Our CONVERSE
ton is interrupted. | lower the window
'i ~ ANi' YIN 'PN'A A"N '''As 'N''o ~
sirous of stretching my legs.
As soon as the bell begins to ring /
return to our carriage. and when | have
shut the door | notice that my place is
taken. Yes. Facing the American. a
lady has installed herself with that
Anglo-Saxon GOODNESS which is as uLlim-
tied as the infinite. My French gal
lantry prevents me from claiming my
corner, and | sit down BESIDE this person,
who makes no attempt at apology.
Eparinell seems to be asleep. and that
stops my knowing what it is that Strong,
Bulhul x Go. OF New York manufacture
by the million.
1t was nearly midnight. WEAKNESS in
vited me 10 sleep. and yet. like Il good re-
porter. / must sleep with one eye and one
ear open.
In this way / heard the shouts OF
Geran. Varvara. Oudjarry, kiourdamid,
Klourdane. then karasoul, Navagi. | sat
up. but as | no longer occupied the cor
ne: from which ] had been so cava!ierly
eyicted, it was impossible for me TO look
through the window.
And then | began to ask what is hid
den beneath this mass of wells and wraps
and petticoats which has usurped my
place. Is this lady going to be my com
panion all the way to the terminus of
the Grand TransaSiatic? Shall | ex-
change Il sympathetic salute with her in
the streets of Pekin!
| must gradually have fallen sound
asleep. Withdrawn from exterior infiu-
ences. | did not even hear the stentorian
respiration of the Yankee.
"Baku, Baku."
The word, reneated as the train stop
ped, awoke me. 1t was seven o'clock in
the morning.