Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1909-07-23

rampant to stand looking out
over the glorious bay.
Horace, still in the seventh heaven
of delighted realization, took the Daily
Mail from the table on which the earl
had thrown it and seated himself to
read beside Lady Creech. who was al
ready deep In the Church Register.
The earl had buried himself In the Pail
Mall Gazette and was apparently OBJ
livious to such minor details as an
italian peasant row.
But to Horace in his highly strung
condition Of nerves the uproar was ag.
gravating, and he called to Mariana,
who was busily setting the table again:
Mariana how long is this noise to
continued"
The maitre d'hctel shrugged his e1
pressive shoulders and replied:
How can | know, m'sieu? We can
do nothing"
Michele, who was assisting his chief,
smiled cOvertly at the young man.
The populace they will not be de-
part so long as there shall be the
chance once again to observe the
North American who pulled the auto
mobile with the donkeysw
'Merci," cried Mariana, with vigor
"I1e have confuse me. He have con
fuse everybody. He will not be con.
tent with the dejeuner until he have
the ham and the egg, and he will have
the egg cooked upon but one of two
sides. and how in the name Of the
heaven can we tell which of these two
sides z"
Mariana was about to continue his
grumbling complaint when from the
doorway of the hotel there came an in
terruption. The courier who had spo-
ken with him earlier in the morning
stood there and voiced but one word.
"Garcon" he said softly. But it was
like the command of Il cavalry officer
in its effect, for instantly the maitre
d'hotel and his aid stood at attention
like trained veterans. The earl evil
IDENTITY was not too deeply Immersed to
catch the sudden silence, for he looked
up from his paper and Observed:
Upon my SOUL Who's ths?"
Mariana did not turn his head nor
relax his attitude Of stiff attention, but
answered obsequiousy:
at is the Herr Won Grollerhagen, a
German gentleman, Milford"
Hawcastle turned with an amused
smile to Horace.
THE man who owns the automobile.
Probably made fortune in sausage"
From within the hotel there came
the tones Of a heavy though cultivated
voice declaiming quietly:
"Nein. nein, Ribiere! g macht
NIGHTS"
And instantly there came down the
steps the German gentleman aforesaid.
He was tall and of commanding
presence. He wore a grayish beard
and an automobile cap that half con-
cealed the eyes that burned with the
authority of generations beneath.
Withal it was kindly face, and,
though there was a stern command in
the figure, there was genial humor
and even tenderness too. BY no au-
thority could he have been considered
well dressed His clothes seemed rath-
er to have been thrown on negligently
him with hostility, and Lady Creech
turned up her aristocratic nose.
What a dreadful persona she said
and turned again to her paper.
The German walked sedately across
the terrace to the table where the two
servitors still stood at attention and
lifted his hand in a curt half military
salute in acknowledgment of their bow.
"See to my American friend" he
said
What terrible person" remarked
Lady Creech again, and Hawcastle
bent toward her.
Undoubtedly but he speaks Eng
hsh. SO be careful"
$50 many Objectionable people do"
commented the crusty dame
Herr Won Grollerhagen turned smil-
ingy to Mariana.
MY American friend desires his ma
tional dish"
Mariana bowed.
''Yes. Herr Won Grollerhagen," re-
piled Mariana deferentially. HE will
have the eggs on but one Of two sides
and the ham fried, so he go to cook II
himself"
Won Grollerhagen smiled. when from
without the gates came a shout of
amusement and wild laughter. Mari
ano instantly bowed and ran toward
the hotel.
"Ha" he said eagerly, HE return
from the kitchen with that national
dish"
Michele emerged from the hote
walking backward and carrying a Gov
cred dish, while Ethel turned with a
little shudder of disgust to the
countess.
'How horrible" she said, and the
yrenchwoman patted her shoulder re
Assurtngly.
Immediately following the servitoi