The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-09-08

Copyright 1907 by Max Penn
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show in month" this wild youth said and added patronizingly, When l come back it will be dinner upstairs, old chaps-and some of the best Do you suppose that I could forget you? l would as soon forget my fathers grave
 They heard him with pespect-no one differing from him.
 "I shall certainly be pleased to accept Your kind invitatlon, said the Arch bishop. that is, should circumstance and Providence -enahle me to redeem the waistcoat. without whieh-eh-hem-f uu- derstand no visitor would be admitted to those noble precincts
 The Lady Sarah expressed her opinion even more decidedly
 Don't e talk" she said pleasantly, "eant you ear the thick uns pattliH' in his mouse-trap. Poor little man and i'm a horphin. Stun me mother if l ain't a goin ter Jays termerrer ter buy mournn' In honor of him.
 "I presume" continued the Archbishop, .'that we shall all be admitted 10 this entertainment as it Were-that is-as the eolloquial expression goes--on the nod. It will be enough to mention that we are tho proprietors friends"
 "You shall have a season ticket for life, Archbishop. Just you tell me where you want church built and I'll see that fl is done. Of course l don't mind your chaff-I'm dead in earnest and the money will he there'
 "A real contract this time?' Alban sus- Fested kindly.
 "A real contract. l saw Philips about fl today, and he knows man who is Pierpont Moreans cousin. We are to open in New York in September and be in San Francisco the following week.
 Rather a long journey, isn't it. old chap?'
 "Oh. they do those things out there. I'm told you play Hamlet one night and Othelo six hours afterwards which is really the next night because of the long distances and the differences in the lat- tudes Ask the Archbishop. I expect he hasn't forgotten all his geography
 "A Cambridge man." said the Arch bishop, loftily. "despises geography Heat, light, electricity, the pure and the im- pure athematics-these are his proper study. l rise superior to the occasion and tell you that San Francisco is long way from New York. The paper in which | wrapped a ham sandwich yes terday-the advertisement of a shipping company, l may inform you-brinss that back to my recolection San Francisco is the thickness of two slices of stale bread from the seaport you mention. And l believe there are Red Indians in be- tween"
 The Lady Sarah murmured lightly the refrain of the old song concerning houses which stood in that annoying position; but Alban had already lighted a cigar cite and was watching the girls face critically.
 'You've had some luck today, Sarah?'
 "A bloomin prophet and that l won't deny. Gar'n. Dowe."
 But you did have some luck?"
 Sure and certain. What dye fink? bit of a boy same as Betty ere, e comes up and says, 'Whatll ye take fer the whole .bloomin' caravan? he says for ter send ter a lidy?' Gentleman I says I'm only d poor girl and a widered mu- yer ter keep, and, gentleman, I can't take less than two pound fer lem sure and cer- tain as there's a God in eaven, I can't We'll says he, it's a blarsted swlndle but I'll take 'em--and mind you deliver lem ter the lidy yersef. They shall go this very minute, says l. and, oh, sir, God bless you both and may yer have long life and appness together. Strike me dead, wot dyer think he said next? Why he arst me fer my bloomin' name, same as if wus a Countess a steepin art of moter-kar at the door of Buck lnsem Peliss Whats yer name, girl| says e. Sarah Geddes. an it please yer capting,' says l. Then send the bally flowers to Sarah Geddes.' says e. and take precious good care as she gets em. Gawd's truth, yer could ave knocked me darn with at pin l never was took so sudden in all me life"
 'I wonder you didn't have your din ner in the Carlton Hotel. Sarah
 "So I would "a done If I'd hey hed' time ter chinge me dress You orter know, Dock, as no lldy ever goes inter them pices In wot she's bin a wearln afore she cleand herself. l ad ter go ter Marlborough 'Ouse ter tell the Prince of Wales. and that's wot kept me-
 Better luck next time, Sarah. So it only ran 10 a 'fourpenny' between you and the Panorama
 "You shall all dine with me next week. said the young man in question: "On my honor, I'll give you the best din ner you ever had in your life. As for Sarah here I'm going to put her in flower shop in Bond street"
 "Garn, silly. what 'ud l do In Bond street? Much better buy the Archbishop's church."
 The erstwhie clergyman did not take the suggestion in good part.
 q have always doubted my ability to conductthe affairs of a parish methodi- callv," he said. that is-a little habit a slight partiaity to the drug called morphia is not in my favor. This, l am aware. is drawback. The world judges my profession very harshy. man in the city who counts the collection indif- ferenty will certainly become Lord Mayor. The Establishment has no use for him-he is de trop, or as we might say, q drop too much. This | recognize in frankly declining our young friends offer-with grateful thanks"
 Sarah, the flower girl. seemed particu- larly amused by this frank admission. Feeling in the depth of her shawl she produced a capacious flask and bundle of cigars.
 Ere. boys" she said let's talk am and heggs, 'Ere's drop of the best and five bob's worth of chimney afire, stun mo motlhsr if there aint. I'm sick of tallSin' and sos the Panerawma,' Light tip yer sherbooks and think as you're in Bucl<ingem Peliss. There ain't no arm thinkin' anyways
 '.I dreamed last night" said the Arch bishop very sadly, that this cellar had become q cottage and that the sun W's shining in it."
 ,s1 never dream" said 'the Panorama stoicallv. put my head on the floor nnd won't lift it until the clock strikes ten"
 "Then begin now. my dear" exclaimed inc Lady Sarah with sudden tender ness. put 1t there now and forget what London is ter you and me
 The words were uttered almost with n womanly tenderness, not without It's influence upon the company some phrase spoken of Frivolity's mouth had touched this group of outcasts and spoken straight to their hearts They banded nleasantries no more but lighting the cipars-the Lady Sarah boldly charging a small clay pipe-they fell to an expen- r;,-o s;1apoo of intrnsnertiOn. it may be,