The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1905-07-15
A FEW DAYS IN BOSTON.

"Shall bring you book, sir g.
ga what, did you say?" I asked.
"a book, sir" herepeated. "Here
is catalogue of our library"
Now, if he had said ice-water !
But book
"Then as recovered from the
shock, 1 added:
IA book?" l mechanically re-
peated. Eyes; suppose you bring
Mr.. Kipling's last book. I've for
gotten the title" And I had for the
moment everything had left my
mind but that boy.
''You mean 'Trafics and Discov-
cries, sir? smote upon me next.
eyes" feebly muttered as I stood
mutely gaping after the boy.
Surely was in Boston.
"That's very pretty idea," I said
to one of the head walters in the din
ing room as 1 left, placing vase of
carnations on each table. Decorates
the room"
"Thank you, sir" politely returned
the man, "Glad you like it."
And an hour afterward, when I re-
turned to my room, there stood a
huge vase filled with some fifty car
nation blooms.
The next morning 1 was busy
writing in my room while the cham
bermaid bustled about busting. Sud-
denly was conscious of the fact of
the soft scratching of pencil. 1
furtively looked around to find the
pencil in the hand of the maid. AL
most simultaneously she looked up,
colored and exclaimed: II beg your
pardon, sir, was merely copying the
title of one of your books"
walked over to the book. 1t was
w. ]. Hendersons 'Modern Musical
| Drift"
care you interested in music 7" I
asked.
"a little, sir, came the simple re-
| ply.
"In what way, please?" I per-
sisted.
"Why, sir, I go to our symphony
concerts and the recitals as much as
I can.'
"And are you fond ofreading about
! music?" next asked.
eyes, sir, had not heard of this
book, sir; and so I thought I would
copy the title"
There was one book about music,
then, she had not heard of
Musical chambermaids and literary
bell-boys
What next
1 stepped into a decorators shop
and asked if they had any objection
to telling me how they had mixed a
certain stain finish on some wood /
had admired. 1 explained that I
lived in Pennsylvania that there was,
therefore, no job in it for them, but
wanted to duplicate the stain.
Certainly, SIR" came the reply.
"Let us make up piece of the wood
for you." They did, and the next
day went around to settle with them.
Nothing at all, sir; nothing at
ALL" was the assurance; "glad to do
it." And then, not satisfied with a
lob that, as 1 found out afterward,
had called Cor three hours work OF
one of their highest salaried finishers,
the wood was sent to my home by
express, with the charges prepaid.
| And with the full knowledge that
no commission could come to them
| from the request
"There's something else than cold
business in the world" said the dec
orator as 1 thanked him and he let
me out of his shop.
The next day I went into MatsukI S
Japanese store, where / am rather
fond of fussing around. I wanted a
particular Japanese print-one of
those soft, low-toned prints that the
Japanese know so we'll how to pro-
duce.
"It is S." said Mr.. Matsuki in
reply to my question as the price.
/ asked that the print be sent to
my hotel and gave my name.
"Oh p said the gentlemanly Japan
ese, as he read the name, "excuse
me, but we allow a special price to
professional people. This will be
$3.50; not S."
Yet have known the knowledge
of names to have quite a different
effect on prices
"Now, George" said to cab
man, at the Boston North Station,
cit is 12:4o by the watch. 1 want to
get my trunk, get to the Terminal,
check my trunk there, and catch the
1 o'clock train for New York. Car
you do it?"
"I don't know, sir, came the re-
spectful reply, "at least, I'll try"
And the horse was whipped up round
to the baggage-room, the trunk was
found and dragged to the carriage,
we went across the city; the trunk
was checked at the Terminal, and
} wiping his perspiring brow, the cab
man said to me in triumph: "Anc
FIVE minutes to spare, sir. Let me
carry your bag to the gate r.
And how much ?" / asked, wher
we reached the gate.
twenty-five cents"
"But how about the trunk :"
asked.
"Oh that was good ballast" came
the jolly reply.
And as slipped something into hi
5 hand, and slipped myself through th'
gate, 1 looked back to see smiling
"cabby" waving his hat at me through
the iron railing, and l heard:
"Thank you very much, sir. -
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