The Spokane press. [volume] (Spokane, Wash.) 1902-1939, 1910-05-19

glyphics running up it like the
thread of screw.
And then there is statue of
Trajan or somebody on top, very
suggestive of the statue of Lincoln
in front of the municipal courts
building in Washington, d. c. The
chauffeur pointed out the Trajan
monument just after We lodged the
stone dray and before we were
blocked by the charcoal cart. T.
RS machine was snorting along 20
metres ahead, and we were doing
our durndest to keep his plug hat
in sight, so | couldn't take much
time for Trajan Besides, the chauf-
feurs English vocabulary was quite
as limited as my stock of spaghetti
words-which is some.
And speaking of being in for
eign cline without any of the Ian
guage except what you recall of the
college French-oh, many years
ago. Suppose you have a big story
and rush into the reggie posta tele-
graphic office and want to get quick
action on the wires. 1t is one of
my lasting memories-the picture
of Thompson planted at the win
dow of acceptation going at the
dago in French:
Nous sommes les correspond
entes stranger qui voyagent avec lie
Colonel Roosevelt"
Yes, But, what of it? 8. The ma
tive can't read ordinary scrip and
after full understanding has been
reached you find you have to go
back to first principles and print
your message after the fashion of
the a, b, book in first grade. And
real literary touches are difficult
when the medium is so unplastic,
and then you must dig up the stage
money with which you have pro
vided yourself and let the operator
help himself to whatever seems
best in the way of Tires and CENTS
simos.
| judge there is no speed limit
in Italy. Anyhow, it does not apply
to kings, ex-presidents and the spe
cial correspondents who travel en-
suite. The way the kings auto beat
it to the Quirinal was caution.
And in the afternoon the way T.
RS car whizzed through the little
alleys they call streets, would make
your hair turn white in night. 1t
was only by the grace of providence
that we escaped general massacre
of the population and kept him in
view until he got to the palatine.
There we got more culture and saw
more ruins.
We had an archaeological sharp
along, Prof. Carter of the American
College of Antiquities, or some
thing; but T. r. cut in on medieval
history and had Carter backed off
the boards in about seven minutes.
Yes, | see | must digress. |
must go back to Cairo where T.
r. did one of his most versatile
turns. 1t was in the morning that
we butted into the mosque which
they call a college and T. r. called
for the travels of Ibid Batatatu, the
Marco Polo of Moslemism. | guess
| have related that, but | did not
tells how he received the octogenar
ian committee of Egyptians who
compose the African Geographical
society and in French discoursed
to them on the geographical labors
of Ptolemy in the second century.
He assured them that the Ptole-
maic maps of the upper Nile coun-
try had not been surpassed or even
euualled until within the lifetime
of the spokesman of the delegation.
1t was great business, All done
irafA 1nli th nt
the delegation.
And that's the way it has been
all down the line. If prize fighting
happens to be the other mans long
suit, the conversation rushes en-
Enthusiastically along the line of prize
fighting If it be archaeology or an
cient history, T. r. is right there
with the goods. (London Times
take notice this is a colo
uuialism.D