Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1909-02-02

Talking Of eating, It's lunchtimc,
said Potter. "There'll be big me-
nagerie feeding in the dining cur. but
there's no good waiting for 1t to finish,
as then there'll be no food left"
So we took his suggestion. and there
was crowd, but he had secured ta-
BILE for four, and we squeezed ourselves
into the places.
have travelled abroad with mother
and Vic, where there were Americans In
the dining car, and they have been
cross because they didn't get served
quickly, and they have said things.
But in this car going to Newport you
forgot what you had had last before
the next course came, yet nobody
seemed to mind. They were as patient
as lambs and simply took what was
given them when they could get 1t, al
though they looked as If they were
used to everything very nice at home
I suppose it must have been because
they were oil Americans together, eat
ing American things, with American
walters to wait upon them and no for
eigners who ought to know they
wouldn't stand that sort Of nonsense,
hanged If they would.
Some Of Mrs. Ess Kay's servants
had gone on before US, and some were
in our train. Exactly how it was man.
aged, / don't know; but things that
would worry US into gray haired graves
don't seem to bother Americans at all,
and there was the motor waiting when
we arrived at the end Of our journey,
with a private motor omnibus for the
servants and luggage.
Sometimes II Is rather pretty sight
at the station where you have to gel
out for Battlemead or for the village,
when one of the best trains from town
comes In, especially II mother or any
one at other big places in the neighbor'
hood should be having house party
There are several rather good victorias
with nice sleek horses, handsome
brougham or two, motor car or two
to say nothing Of dogcarts and phae
tons. But it is a poor show compared
to the scene at Newport. felt sud
denly as II l were at the theater and
the curtain had Just gone up on bril-
liant new act.
There was a crowd Of gorgeous car
riages. and jet black varnish, gold ant
silver harness and horses brown and
chestnut backs all glittered blindingly
In the sun. But there were even more
motors than carriages, It seemed, Of
else they were more conspicuous, ant
many were being driven by beautiful
girls in muslns such as we would
wear to q garden party. with nothing
On their pretty heads except their
splendid hair, dressed everlastingly In
the same way.
Now | saw Mrs. Ess Kay and Pot
ter in their cement. There was no
suggestion that the people were not
good enough for them here. Mrs. Ess
Kay radiated smiles, bowling cordially
right and left, sometimes even more
cordially than her friends bowed In
return. Potter was taking Off his
straw hat and waving it. They were
delighted to see everybody, for every
body was somebody, and some, but not
all, Of the everybodies were delighted
to see them. Sally alone remained un-
moved, and l was glad to have her to
keep me in countenance in this new
act, where knew none Of the players
or what part l should be called upon
to take by and by.
had heard SO much that was dazzling
about Newport, which had imagined
great white city by the sea. that the
part | saw first after leaving the rail
way station was distinctly blow.
This quiet, half asleep village the
greatest watering place Of America.
perhaps of the world" said to my
self, almost scornfully, but when we
had bowled into Bellevue avenue.
where Mrs. Ess Kay said that her
cottage was, began to understand.