The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-05-20
DAY BY DAY ON THE
DR0WSY NILE.

While We were in London We dined
one evening at a gorgeous hotel with a
Mr.. Brewster of Connecticut. After
dinner, Mr.. Peasley told the waiter to
bring some good cigars" Mr.. Peasley
resides in Iowa, where it is customary
TO stroll down to the drug store after
supper and buy a couple of LOttie
Lees, which are SC good that the drug
gist cannot afford TO give six for a
quarter. Not being familiar with the
favOTite brands Of London. he called up
Mr.. Brewster TO name the cigar of his
choice. and Mr.. Brewster said he was
very fond Of the Corona del Matadora.
or something like that because the en-
tire crop in Cuba was taken over by a
london dealer, and they could not be
obtained in New York for love or
money The waiter brought what ap-
peared to be a very superior article Of
stOgie, and after they had been passed
around Mr.. Peasley put several into his
pockets, as we were going TO a music
hall, and Mr.. Peasley had learned that
tobacco acted as a sedative and helped
one to remain calm while listening to
British jokes.
How mUch2'' he asked
Three and six" replied the waiter
Mr. Peasley handed him three and
six.
Each" said the waiter.
Mr.. Peasley swallowed something and
his eyes leaned from their sockets, but
he said nothing. He handed over two
sOveTeigns. and the change that came
back to him was almost sufficient for
the walters tip. There was a brief ST
lence. and then AIr- Peasley said:
Three shillings is seVenty-fiVe cents
seventy-fve and twelve make eighty
seven"
Another silence.
''Eighty-sevent cents. 60. sighed Mr..
PCasley. Three bushels of oats for
cigar
When Mr.. Brewster crossed our trail
in Egypt and became out fellow pas
SengeT on a Nile steamer Mr.. PeaSlev
remembered him and longed for a
chance to get even
Our friend from Connecticut was
wearing a large canopy heImet-the
kind that makes a short man look like
a walking tOddStOOl. We We're wearing
the same Outlandish style of headgear
and for some reason or other. no per
son being responsible for what he does
v hen he is away from home. Mr.. Peas
Icy had his name boldly marked in
Arabic on the front of his helmet. It
didn't look like anything, but il was
real Arabic and said his name was
PeaSley and that he came from Iowa
and he was very proud of it. He urged
Mr.. Brewster TO have his helmet
marked in a similar way.
I hardly like the idea of wearing my
name on my hat" said the man from
Connecticut.
But when YOU get home and hang
the thing up in your den with the Nav
ajC blankets and swords and other
cUriOs think what a fine souvenir it
viii be" urged MI PeasIey-
MI Brewster finally consented and
I1Tr n
steward. who was a native. and in
few minutes he brought 1T back mag
nifcently lettered all over the front 1t
surely did look oriental and decorative
and Mr.. Brewster was grateful when he
saw how beautifully his name and New
England address showed up in Arabic.
-s That afternoon we landed at ASsiut
which is headquarters for a most wolf
ish assortment of guides. street ped
dicrs and hOld-up men who work in the
bazars. Most Of them are Copts and
calm to be good Christians. but we did
rot feel impelIed 10 throw up our hats
ON that account When they bore down
upon US and started to Wrestle with us
we could hardly distinguish any diff
ference between them and the ordinary
heather.
From the moment that we landed Mr..
Brewster of Connecticut attracted more
attention than any other person in the
party. Four guides laid hold Of him
at the same moment and declined to let
go. Later on, in the bazaar, every deal /
CT who sighted him gave a glad gut
teral cry and tried to drag him into one
Of the stuffy little shops. The arrival
of an ordinary tourist is calculated to .
agitate a bazar, but when Mr.. Brew :
ster appeared the general effect was
the same as when the raw meat Is car
ried into the zoo. He was pulled and I
hauled and for the whole length of the 7
winding bazar his way was blocked by +