New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1909-02-21

and the butler answered. Five minutes to Q. my
lord: moreover the clock in the dining ROOM the
the stairs and his own watch all corrobo-
rated the buffers statement
, He arrived at St Pancras. ''1f" as he sarcasu-
cally wrote TO the company, your own clocks are
TO be trusted" at 9:2l
So far so good He had twenty-six minutes to
snare on his carriage driving UP TO the station he
was ANNOYED TO discover an enormous seething mob
through which It was impossible 10 penetrate
sUirlng round the booking office and behaving Win
total lack of discipline which made the CONFUSION
ten thousand times worse than 1t need have oeeh'
& wish " said Mr. Quail me later, with some
heat Il wish ! could have put some OF those great
huIking brutes into the ranks for Few months
Believe me CONSUMPTION would work "ohuerS.
MIR Quail himself holds commission IN ti'e le'-
,,anr, and knows what he is talking about but
that Is neither here nor there only mention II %
s5,- THAT an effect this anarchc mob produced
,,1on a man Of Mr.. Quairs trained experience
His man Mole had purchased me tickets i" ''-V
course of the day: unfortunately, on peihg hsheu
90 tbarn he confessed in some confusion 10 having
rnislaid them
REALLY TOO BRUTAL.
NJ onau was too well bred to make a scene
He quietly dispatched his man Mole TO the Dooh-
iDr, Office with orders to get new tickets while ne
waited for him at an appointed pia'e H'H' ~
door He had not been there FIVE minutes ne I'D"
barely seen his man struggle through ii'e -
toward the booking Office. when a hand was Iaiu
on his shoulder and a policeman told him IN an
jnsolent and surly tone to Move out OF H. MI
Quail demonstrated and the poiceman-who, am
assured was only a railway servant in disguise
bosii,, and physically forced him from the door
way.
To This piece OF brutality Mr. Quail ascTlpes al
his s,1bseouent misfortunes. Mr.. Quail was on the
no5n1 of giving his card. when he found mmselI
caught in an eddy of common people, who bore
him off his feet; did he regain them IN spite
Of his struggles. until he was tightly wedseo
against the wall the further end OF the room.
Mr. Quail glanced at his watch. and found II 10
he $40 There were but seven minutes left before
his man Mole hopelessly missed unless he
took the most immediate steps 10 eXtricate him
self from his dilemma
Mr. Quail is a man OF resource he has served
in South Africa. and is a director of several COM
yanies. He noticed that porters pushing heavy
troleys and crying by your leave had some
chance of forging through the brawling wel;er OF
people He hailed SUCH and. stretching as best
he could from his wretched fix, begged him to
reach the door and tel his man Mole where he
was At the same tirne-as the occasion most
urgent for it was now 9:44)-he held out half
sovereign. The porter took 1t respectfully enough,
but to Mr. Quau's horror The mental had
grasped the coin than he made off in the oppo
site direction pushing his trolley ndolently before
him and crying BY your leave In a tone that
mingled insolenoe with coarse eXultation.
Mr. Quail, desperate. fought and struggled
to be free-there but two minutes Ieft-and
he so far succeeded as to break through the human
barrier Immediately in front OF him 1t may be
he used some necessary violence in this attempt;
al any rate woman OF the most offensive appear
raised piercing shrieks and that she
We being murdered