Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-10-09

AND BEGAN TO SELL THINGS TO DAD. could give the sultan of Turkey cards and spades and little casino in the harem game.
 You will go along, won't you, bub?" and he gave my thumb another twist, and I said: You bet your life, but I won't do thing to you and Leopold before we get out of the Belgian hare belt" and so here we are, looking for trouble.
 It is strange we never hear more about Belgium in America, but actually, never heard of a Belgian settling in the United States. There are Irish, and Germans, and Norvegians, and Italians, and men of all other countries, but I never saw a Belgian until to-day, and 1t does you good to see people who don't do anything but work. There is not a loafer in Belgium, and every man has smut on his nose, and his hands are black with handling iron, or something. There is no law against people going away from Belgium. but they all like it here, and seem to think there is no other country, and they are happy and work from choice.
 always knew the Belg that sell in America for 12 shilli S and kill at both ends. but I never knew they made things here that were worth any thing, but dad says they are better fixed here for making everything used by civilized people than any country on earth, and am glad to be here, cause you get notice when you are going to be be robbed. They ring bell here every minute to give you notice that some one Is after the coin, so when you hear a bell ring, if you hang on to your pocketbook. you don't lose.
 This is the place where There was i a sound of revelry at night, and Bel gium's capital had gathered there |" You remember the night before the bat tie of Waterloo, when Napoleon Bona paTte got his. You must remember about it, old man, just when they were right in the midst of the dance. and soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again" and they were taking a champagne bath, inside and out, when suddenly the opening guns of Waterloo. twelve miles away. began to boom, and the poet, who was present, said. But hush. hark.-a deep sound like a rising knsIl," apd everybody turned pale and began to stampede. when the floor man ageT said. '' lis but the wind. or the car on the stony street, on with the dance; let joy be uneonhned: no sleep tin morn. when youth and pleasure meet. to chase the glowing hours with flying feet"
 Well. sir. this Is the place where that tall took place, which is described in the peace used to speak in school. but never thought would be here, right where the dancers got it in the neck. When dad found that the battlefield of Waterloo was only a few miles away, he hired wagon and ws went out there
 Well. sir. of all the frauds We have run across on this trip the battlefield of Waterloo is the worst. When the farm CTS vho are raising barley and bzlsd hay on the battlefield. saw us coming hey dropped their york and made 3, ush for us. and one fellow yelled some hing In the Belgian language that sounded like. T ssx them first and be got hold of dad and me and the rest aood Of like a Iot of hack drivers that nave seen a customer fan into the hands sf another driver. ard made up faces al Es- and called the farmer who hsd tzaEht us the vilest nsDes- They sstd es uo11d be skinned 10 a f1ish bT the 3kzf who got as. ard thsT were rizht
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