Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1909-08-10
The Man
From Home
By BOOTH
HARRINGTON
and
HARRY LEON
WILSON

thoughtful and then turned to her
brother.
"You don't imagine that fathers
friend, this old Mr.. Pike, will be-will
be queer. do you?"
"Well, the governor himself was
rather raw. you know. This is prob
ably a harmless old chap. easy to han
de-"
81 wish knew. l shouldn't like Al
meric's family to think we had queer
connections Of any sort. and he might
turn out to be quite shockingly Amer
lean. IL couldn't bear that. Hoddy"
There was a note Of genuine pathos
In her voice, and her brother respond
ed instantly:
"Then keep him out Of the way.
That's simple enough" he said. "None
Of them. except the solicitor, need see
him."
Almost in a burst like an eruption
there came an uproar outside the gates
beyond the hotel-wild laughter. riot.
ous cheering and the notes Of the tar.
entella played by mandolins and gui-
tar, then more shouts and cheers and
cries Of bravo. AmericanoT and
"Yanka Doodaw Horace ran to the
gates, but they were closed. and the
uproar continued. Ethel stood by one
of the tables, amazement written on
her features. and turned to her brother
rs he came back shaking his head.
"What is that2" she asked tremu-
lously Lady Creech. all in futter.
entered from the hotel. at a glance
one would set her down for an aristo-
crat There was no doubt Of It. From
the topmost tip Of her white hair to
the tee Of her solid shoe she was an
aristocrat.
Zone of your fellow countrymen, my
dear" she said to Ethel. "Your Amer.
leans ure really too
"Not my Americans, Lady Creech"
said Ethel spiritedly.
Not our. you know. One could
hardly say that. now" reiterated
Horace.
Almeric entered, at once laughing
and beating his boot with his crop.
Almost exhausted with his mirth. he
threw himself into chair and burst
out:
"Oh. l say. what go! Motor car
breaks down on the way here. One
Of the Johnnies. a German chap, dis
charges the chauffeur. and the other
Johnny-one Of your Yankee chaps,
Ethel-hires two silly little donkeys,
like rabbits. you know. to pull the ma
chine. Then. as they can't make 1t,
you know. he puts himself in the
straps with them and proceeds, at
tended by the populace. Ha. ha"
He laughed long and loudly.
81 went up to this Yankee chap. l
mean to say-he was pulling and tug
ging along. you see-and l said, There
you are. three Of you in a row, aren't
you" meaning him and the two dom
keys, you see, Ethel, and all he could
answer was that he picked the best
COmpuHy III ANo ibCohAa6 ~ 49,
l had him, you know, l rather think,
didn't ~
At this moment Lord Hawcastle en-
tered with bundle Of newspapers un-
der his arm and proceeded 70 settle
himself at one Of the tables. Almeric
approached him.
English papers. governor? I'll take
the pink un. Pm off," And he picked
up the tinted sheet as he spoke. Ethel
came up to him and touched him on
the arm.
"Going for a stroll, Almeric? Would
you like me to 90 with you. dearT
He looked at her vacantly for an In
slant and then stammered:
"Well, rather thought I'd have a
quiet bit of reading, you know"
Ethel drew back quickly and said In
a very small voice:
"Oh. beg your pardon"
Then she sat down hurriedly by LORD
Hawcastle.