The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-05-24

MY luggage, ne SAID Ilffnly, lay
ing one hand upon the pile and waving
the phrase book.
The station master acquiesced heart
lily. He waXed eloquent again, but
the Englishman was busy with the
phrase book.
Hungry Hotel?" he attempted.
The station master pointed TO where
! the smoke was curling upwards from
score or so Of houses about half a
mile distant. The Englishman was
getting pleased with himself Outside
was weird-looking carriage. and on
the box seat, fast asleep, was a very
fat man in a shiny hat. ornamented
with bunch of feathers. He pointed
10 the luggage, then to the cab, and
finally TO the village.
Luggage, hotel, carriage" he sug-
gested.
The station master beamed-a all over
With a shout, which must have reach
ed the village. he awakened the sleep
ing man. In less than five minutes
the Englishman and his luggage were
stored away In the carriage. His tic
ket had been examined by the station
master, and smilingly accepted There
were more bows and salutes, and the
carriage drove off. MIR. Guy Poynton
leaned back amongst the mouldly
leather upholstery. and smiled COM
placently.
Easiest thing in the world to get
on In a foreign country with phrase
DOCK and your wits" he remarked to
himself. "Jove. l am hungry"
He drove into a village of half a
dozen houses or so, which reminded
him of the pictured abodes of Noah
and his brethren. An astonished inn
Keeper. whose morning attire appa-
rently consisted of trousers shirt and
spectacles. ushered him into a bare
room with a trestle table. Guy pro-
duced his phrase book.
hungry" he said vociferously.
Want TO eat Coffee!"
The man appeared TO understand.
put IN case there should have been
any mistake Guy followed him into
the kitchen. Ehe driver, who had lost
no time, was already there, with a
long glass of beer before him. Guy
produced mark, laid il on the table
touched himself. the innkeeper and the
driver, and pointed TO the beer. The
innkeeper understood, and the beer
was good.
The driver, who had been of course
ludicrously overpaid settled down I'm
his corner, and announced his intention
OF seeing through to the end this most
extraordinary and heaVen-directed oc-
currence. The innkeeper and his wife
busted themselves with the breakfast.
and Guy made remarks every now and
then from his phrase book, which were
usually ncomprehensible, except when
they concerned a further supply OF
beer. With a brave acceptance of the
courtesies OF the country he had ac-
cepted a cigar from the driver, and
was already contemplating the awful
moment when he would have to light
I'M int
1t was something very official, but
whether military or of the police Guy
could not tell. 1t strobe into the room
with clanking of spurs. and the driver
and innkeeper alike stood up in re-
speet. II saluted Guy. Guy took off
his hat. Then there came words. but
Guy was busy with his phrase book
Il cannot a word of German speak,"
he announced at last.
deadlock ensued. The innkeeper
and the driver rushed into the breach.
Conversation became furious. Guy
took advantage OF the moment TO slip
the cigar into his pocket, and to light
cigarette. Finally the officer swung
himself round and departed abruptly.
"DOlmetscher," the driver announced
to him triumphantly.
'DOlmetscher," the innkeeper re-
peated.
Guy turned it up in his phrase book.
and found that il meant interpreter.
He devoted himself then to stimulating
the preparations for breakfast.
The meal was ready at last There
were eggs and ham and veal, dark
colored bread, and coffee, sufficient for
about a dozen people. The driver con-
stituted himself host and Guy, with
a shout of laughter. sat down where he
was and ate. In the midst of the
meal the officer reappeared, ushering
in a small wizened-face individual of
Enthusiastically English appearance. Guy
turned round in his chair, and the
newcomer touched his forelock.
"Hullo!" Guy exclaimed. You're
English
Yes, sir" the man answered. Game
over TO train polo ponies for the Prince
of Haepsburg. Not in any trouble,
hope, sire"
Not l." Guy answered eheerily.
Don't mind my going on with my
breakfast. do you? What's it all
about? Who's the gentleman with the
fireman's helmet on. and what's he
worrying abOut?"
\"He is an officer of the police sir.
on special service" the man answered
You have been reported for trespass-
ing on the State railway this morn
ing
''Trespassing be bowed" Guy an
swered. I've got my ticket for the
frontier We were blocked by signal
about half a dozen miles off this place,
and I got down TO stretch my legs. |
understood them to say that we could
not go on for half an hour or so. They
never tried to stop my getting down,
and then off they went without any
warning. and left me there"
Il will translate to the officer sir,
the man said.
Plight" Guy declared Go ahead. ."
There was a brisk colloquy between
the two Then the little man began
again.
He says that your train passed here
at midnight, and that you did not ar
rive until past six
quite right" Guy admitted Il went
to sleep. l didn't know how far il
was to the station. and l was dead
tired"
THE officer wishes to know whether
many trains passed you in the night? ?"
Cant say" Guy answered. Il sleep
very soundly. and / never opened my
eyes after the first few minutes"
THE officer wishes to know whether
you saw anything unusual upon the