Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1905-10-20

tion, and we went and ate all there
was, and when the time was up the
detective disappeared and dad had to
pay for the luncheon, but he kicked all
the way to London, and the guard
would not listen to his complaints, but
told him IL he tried to hold up tie
train he would be thrown out the vim
dow and run over by the train. We
had the compartment to ourselves the
rest of the way to London, except
about an hour, when the guard showed
in farmer who smelled like cows,
and dad tried to get in quarrel with
him, about English roast beef coming
from America, but the man didn't have
his arguing clothes on, SO dad began
to find fault with me, and the man
told dad to let up on the kid or ne
would punch is bloody ed off. That
settled it, when the man dropped his
'h," dad thought he was one of the
nobility, and he got quite chummy
with the Englishman, and then we got
to London, and dad had a quarrel
about his baggage, and after threaten
ing to have a lot of fights he got his
trunk on the roof of a cab, and in
about an hour we got to the hotel and
then the fog began an engagement. II
the fog here ever froze stiff, the town
would look like a piece Of ice with
fish frozen in. Gee, but l would like
to have it freeze in front of our hotel,
SO could take an ak and go out and
chop a frozen girl out, and thaw her
till she came to.
Say, old man, if anybody ever wants
to treat you to trip to Europe, don't
come here, but go to some place where
they don't think they can speak Eng
glish. You can understand a Nitalian
or Frenchman, or a Dutchman, who
can't speak English, and knows he
can't, better than you can an English
man who thinks he can speak Eng.
lish, and can't, don't you know
Everything is don't you know II
a servant gives you an evening paper
he says: ''Eres your paper, don't
you know and if a man should
don't say they would, but if a man
should give you civil answer, wher
you asked him the name of a street
he would look at you as though yor
were a cannibal, and say: Regent
street. don't you know and then he
would act as though you had broker
him of his rest. Dad asked more thar
a dozen men where Bill Astor lived
and of all the population of London
don't believe anybody knows, except
one newsboy. We rode half day or
top of bus, through streets so crowd
ed that the horses had to creep, ant
dad hung on for fear the bus woulC
be tipped over, and finally we got ou
into the suburbs, where the rich peo
pie live, and dad said we were righ
on the trail of King Edward, and We
got off and loitered around, and dat
saw beautiful place, with big iroI
fence, and gate as big as a railroad
bridge, and dad asked a newsboy who
lived there, and the boy made up
face at dad and said: 'Hastor, yor
bloke,' and he put out his hand for &
tip. 1t was the first civil answer daC
had received in London, SO he gave th'
boy dollar. The boy fell over OF
the sidewalk, dead, and dad started t.
go away for fear he would be arrest
ed for murder, but l kicked the boy
and he got up and yelled some kline
of murdered English, and more thar
a dozen newsboys came on gallop
and when the boy told them what hat
happened they all wanted dad to asl
them questions.
Il told the boys dad was Andrew
Carnegie, and that he was giving ava.
millions of dollars, so when dad go
to the gate of the beautiful Hasto
place, the boys yelled Andrew Carne
gle, and flunkey fiunked the gat,
open and dad and l went in, ant
walked up to the house. Astor was OIL
the veranda, smoking Missouri corr
cob pipe, and drinking American beer
and seemed to be wishing he wa
back home in America. Dad marche,
right up to the veranda, like veteran
soldier, and Astor could see dad wa
an American by the dandruff ON hi
coat collar, and Astor said:
"'You are an American citizen ant
you are welcome. Once was like you
and didn't care a continental for any
body, but in a moment of passion
renounced my country, swore al
legiance to this blawsted country, an