Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1908-12-29

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been called for in the saloon owing to
the tiresomeness of a man 1t had been
Yrs. Ess Kay who was obliged to give
vent to it, not i; but I felt rather de-
frauded that l couldn't have heard,
and wondered If she had gone so far
as to mention damn" All I said out
loud. however, was that / was sure !
could manage very we'll In the docks,
and Mrs. Ess Kay appeared much re-
lieved. That's perfectly sweet OF you,
Betty" she said, launching daggery
glance at poor, inoffensive Sally for
some reason which couldn't under
stand. II hope you won't think I'm
horrid not to have asked you to label
your baggage * so 1t could go with
mine. It's better not. for every one
concerned. I'll explain afterward why.
and Louise shall take you to B."
Louise did take me to 3D." which
they had thoughtfully printed very
large and black on a wooden wall OF
the dock in row with all the other
letters Of the alphabet A good many
people from the ship were collecting
beneath theirs, as II they were animals
getting ready to join the procession for
the ark under the heading Of "cat" OF
elephant" as the case might be, and
they all seemed worried and apprehen.
sive, us you do at the dentists even
when you try to distract your mind by
looking at the pictures in Punch.
Louise put my bag on the wooden
floor and folded my coat on 1t. "Miladl
will do well to sit down." said she.
ut may be that the baggage do not
come immediatement." With this she
hustled away to the Louise rabbit war
rem, wherever 1t was, leaving me to
the tender mercies of fellow "B's," whs
began to swarm around me and buzz
distractedly.
subsidized on the bag, which was
very like sitting ON the floor. But 1t
was sitting down there among peo-
pies feet. Besides, mine soon got
"pins and needles" So presently /
popped up like Jack out Of his box
and almost knocked of a mans nose
with the crown Of my hat.
said, 81 beg your pardon! though
what the nose was doing so near the
top of my head couldn't conceive un'
til It's owner (fumbling with one hand
for his handkerchief to stanch a
drop of blood and snatching off his
straw hat with the other, already full
of notebooks and things) blurted out
abruptly, "Are you Lady Bulkeley"
was surprised!
mo" said 1, "I'm Lady Betty Bulke-
ley"
"Thats all right" said the nose man
as II lie forgave me for being myself.
"T didn't know but you'd want to be
called Lady Bulkeley by strangers"
1T isn't my name" I said, more
puzzled than ever. would have tried
to he dignified. as he was perky
looking young man in an alpaca coat.
But when you have just made a per-
sons nose bleed with your hat 1t
would seem unfeeling to be so frigid,
though l believe an application of Ice
Is supposed to be beneficial.
"Shall l call you Lady Betty then!'
asked the man. patting his nose with
his handkerchief, which luckily for
my nerves had already pattern OF
pink dots on 1t.
Il don't see why you should call me
anything" said l.
With that he produced a card with
whole string Of words printed on II
and poked 1t under my eyes. Il was
just going to introduce myself" he
said. II represent the New York
Flashlight, and I've been sent by my
paper to get something from you II
you'll oblige me-"
something from me?" I repeated,
-bewildered. "Is 1t anything to dc
with the customs? I've nothing to de.
clare"
"Just tell me, please. something
about your family. Your brothers
| the Duke Of Stanforth, isn't he" (He
pronounced 1t "dook."o
Eyes. But
"Thanks. Young and unmarried
Isn't he"