The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-04-25

Internal symphony, while the uhbroken
and thunder-like rumblings of omnf-
buses round the corner supply its deep
bass or foundation.
Just as the noise storm was at its
height, a man might have been seen
approaching at a leisurely pace who,
in his person and bearing, seemed a
very spirit of peace come to quell the
Whirlwind. He looked about seven and
twenty; his face was handsome and
framed in soft light whiskers, which,
like the hair, were very carefully
trimmed, His figure and gait were ex-
c~eptionally good, his dress was fault
less. Indeed, the attire of this dandy,
Tor such he Isl and a good deal more
besides, makes the despair of his rivals.
with nothing about it either grand or
snowy, nothing which to the uniniti-
ated speaks of money, its merit is in
the quiet perfection of material, cur
and fit. To take only one item. his
boots. No patent leather or varnfsn
ever invaded his precincts-those stocks
in trade of the cheaply smart, which
are enough for a well-bred horse to
shy at" The fine calf boots of the
Hon. Felix Elton, for that is the name
of this scientifically unadorned- adorned
one, absorb the existence of a fellow
creature, and that creature not his
valet, but a humble suffragan of the
same. Yes, the trees the ndless op-
GRAFTON termed "boneing,'' the talent,
elbow grease n patience which go to
this one feature of Mr.. Elton's dress
would fill a chapter.
He moves IN what ais perhaps vulgar
ly called the. first society, n is the
second son of an earl, with a large
fortune from his mother, who, like his
father, is long since dead. Elton, be
1t understood, is much too fine to be
hne, and that is why we meet him
here this morning. He reaches the
doorstep, and does not betray the
slightest surprise at the confusion or
! the din. He affects to see none of the
persons who are rushing about, but
knocks at the open door as if he never
knocked at shut ones; then stands with
his back to it.
Miss Tramberley has a time to rec
ognize the visitor from her cab. and
buries even her. head. among the. rub
Dish. She knows she is NOT fit to be
seen.
Mr.. Elton's first not hav-
ing been heard. he presently knocks a
little louder, with the TRANCE result OF
instantly plunging the whole house,
hold into silence Such is the power
in our rank-adoring middle classes.
such the magic of anything aristocratic,
that even a well-bred knock thrills
men through and through.
A dozen of ;he late noisy ones. some
having peeped through the windows.
some from the staircase, simultaneously
and in stage whispers inform papa and
mamma that it is Toms friend, the
Hon. Mr.. Felix Elton
heavens now u~nfortunate." ex-
claims poor Mr.. Tramberley.
mot at home.' that "shut Sesame,
OF the shabby g%enteel, is out of the
question.
A CLEAN of hope! He may be only
leaving a card. Nurse or the slavey?
Which shall be thrust forward?
All say nurse, but that official. HI
bernian though she be, turns shy and
won't move. Slavey, then! Mrs. Tram
perley with her W dirty hands knocks
about Sarah Jones's %dfstfaught locks
and remains of a cap for a. second or
two, under the insane idea that she is
arranging them; tears off the girls
foul apron, btt, seeing zvhatli it reveals,
huddles it on again. and filings her into
the passage to encounter the great
man.
rs Mr. Tramberley at homer, he
asks demurely.
&c be upstairs; shall I call imp
replies the little London savage.
mo, thank you, Show me up, please
This way, Honorable says the girl,
for she has heard enough about his
rank, and she leads him up.
"How do Won do?" sa Tvs Elton shaL.
ing hands with his host. I'm afraid
| disturb you, for I see you are mov-
ing
Not at ALL" says Mr.. Tramberley,
trying to look at his ease. Won't you
sit DOWN."
Before Mr.. Elton accepts a seat he
says, smiling pleasantly at his enter
tainer and then at the children.
Pray forgive me, but these little
people," and he wins each young heart
as he beams upon them.
IF they would not mind leaving us
alone for a short time; II nave
thing I should like to speak to you
about n there is a strange hesita-
ton, even confusion, in this Adonis of
sod-like repose, a positive difidence
as he says these few words, which
finishes the bewilderment of Mr.. Tram-
berley.
And, making a clean sweep of a
chair that had only two feet high of
books and papers piled upon it, he
offers it with a little flourish to Elton,
who. this time, sits down.
The 'Tramberleys qua Tramberleys
are simply %nobodies, and it is their
slender hanging on to the upper ten
that is the ruin of them Mr.. Tram
berley is. through his mother, third
cousin to the Earl of Auchinlee. and
his wife. though a Miss Davis, had a
general for her grandfather.
These connections, and the fact tina
they are Britons, render their aspira-
tons very high, making them content
to be pauper gentlefolks rather than
touch trade or embark in any business
whatever. Luckily for them, their
whole fortune. seven hundred a veal,
is locked up in consols and settled on
their children. or it would long since
have melted away. Still. they are al
ways running in debt to the tune of a
hundred or two. and then undergoing
all kinds of shifts till the next dividend
falls due.
Now it was at the Trarnberleys' aw-
full parties that our dandy a first be-
held the family-a party made up of a
few middle-class people. like themselves.
two or three decent individuals who.