Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1908-06-23

bO luCs DeSdihC SOOu hiiShoo anu Soah
rades all around.
Ellsworth Remsen, whose old Knick-
erbocker descent atoned for his modest
rating at only ten millions, ate his can.
ned beef gayly by the campfires of the
Gentle Riders. The war was a great
lark to him, 80 that he scarcely regret.
ted polo and planked shad.
One of the troopers was well set
up, affable, cool young man who called
himself O'Roon. To this young man
Remsen took an especial liking. The
two rode side by side during the IA
nous mooted uphill charge that was
disputed SO hotly at the time by the
Spaniards and afterward. by the Demo
Gratis.
After the war Remsen came back to
his polo and shad. One day a well
set up. affable. cool young man dis
turbed him at his club, and he and
O'Roon were soon pounding each other
and exchanging opprobious epithets
after the manner of long lost friends.
O'Roon looked seedy and out of luck
and perfectly contented. But 1t SEEM
ed that his content was only apparent
Get me a job. Remsen," he said.
'T've just handed barber my last
shilling"
mo trouble at ALL" said Remsen.
81 know a lot Of men who have banks
and stores and things downtown. Any
particular line you fancy?"
"Yes," said O'Roon, with look Of
interest. 81 took u walk in your Cen
tral park this morning. I'd like to be
one of those bobbies on horseback
That would be about the ticket. Be
sides. it's, the only thing | could do. ]
can ride little. and the fresh air suits
me. Think you could land that foI
meT
Remsen was sure that he could. AM
In a very short time he did. And they
who were not above looking ut mount
ed policemen might have seen a weli
set up. affable, cool young man on n
prancing chestnut steed attending t.
his duties along the driveways Of the
park.
And now. at the extreme risk Of wea'
rylng old gentlemen who carry leather
fob chains and elderly ladies who-but
no; grandmother herself yet thrills al
foolish, immortal Romeo-there must
be hint of love at first sight
1t came just as Rcmsen was strolline
into Fifth avenue from his club few
doors away.
A motor car was creeping along foot
by foot, lmpeded by u freshet Of yehi
cles that filed the street. In the cal
were a chauffeur and an old gentleman
with snowy side whiskers and Scotch
plaid cap which could not be WORT
while automobiling except by per
sonage. Not even q wine agent would
dare do It. But these two were OF nc
consequence except perhaps for the
guiding Of the machine and the paying
for 1t. At the old gentleman's side sa'
young lady more beautiful thar
pomegranate blossoms. more exquisite
than the first quarter moon viewed a
twilight through the tops Of oleanders
Remsen saw her and knew his fate
He could have flung himself undei
the very wheels that conveyed her. bu'
he knew that would be the last means
Of attracting the attention Of those
who ride in motor cars. Slowly the
auto passed and. II we place the poet:
above the autoists, carried the heart oI
Remsen with 1t. Here was large city
| Of millions and many women who at Il
certain distance appear to resemble
pomegranate blossoms Yet he hope
to see her again. for each one fancies
that his romance has its owI tutelar,
guardian and divinity.
Luckily for Remsen's peace OF mind
there came diversion In the guise OF
a reunion of the Gentle Riders Of the
city. There were not many of them
perhaps a score, and there were wassai
and things to eat and speeches, and
the Spaniard was bearded again II
| recapitulation. And when daylight
threatened them the survivors prepared
| to depart But some remained upon
the battlefield. One Of these was
| Trooper O'Roon, who was not seasoned
to potent liquids. His legs declined tc
fulfill the obligations they had sworn
to the police department
"Tm stewed. Remsen," said O'Rool
to his friend. "Why do they build ho
tells that 60 round and round like cath
crime wheels? They'll take away N!
shield and break me. l can think anC
talk con-con-consec-sec-s bu
s.s-stammer with my feet. I've go
to 90 on duty In three hours. The jit
rs up. Remsen; the jig Is up. tel
you"
"Look at me-" said Remsen. who was
his smiling self. pointing to his OWL
face. ''Whom do you see here"
"Goo' fellowp' said O'Roon dizzi!y
600 old Remsen."
"Not so," said Remsen. you sec
Mounted Policeman O'Roon. Look a
your face. No; you can't do that with
out q glass, but look at mine ant
think of yours. How much alike are
we? AS two French table d'hote din
ners. With your badge, on your horse
in your uniform, will l charm nurse
maids and prevent the grass from
growing under peoples feet in th'
park this day. 1 will save your badge
and your honor. besides having the
jolliest lark I've been blessed will
since we licked Spain"
Promptly on time the counterfeit
presentment Of Mounted Policeman
ORoon single footed into the park or
his chestnut steed. In a uniform two
men who are unlike will. look alike
two who somewhat resemble eact
other In feature and figure will appear
as twin brothers. So Remsen trottet
down the bride paths. enjoying him
self hugely. 50 few real pleasures d.
ten-millionaires have.
Along the driveway in the early
morning spun a victoria drawn by
pair Of fiery bays. There was some
thing foreign about the affair, for thu
park is rarely used In the morning ex
cept by unimportant people who love
to be healthy, poor and wise. In the
vehicle sat an old gentleman with
snowy side whiskers and Scotch plait