Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1912-12-21

knack of an English gentleman's bow
not too much, not too stiff, and not IN
any way to be mistaken for the bow
of other nations. And then he sat him.
self and his white draperies very COM
fortably in big Madeira chair, and
crossed his red leather riding-boots
and took up the cup that was offered
him.
1.-The taste Of this will come back
like an old memory" said he. Eve use
green tea, you know, down here, and
take 1t with green mint and lot OF
sugar"
II tried it once in Tangier," said
Violet. 1--WE ran over there for the day
from Gibraltar. l don't think could
ever get used to 1t. Have you really
come to like IT."
II was brought up to the taste, you
see."
"Then have you been out here a
long timer"
Ever since came down from Cam
bridge, with an interlude of week
also in Gibraltar. took pony over
there to race"
Then have you'll mean are you"
the usually glib Miss Chesterman was
at loss for way to put It, 1t dawned
on her that this visitor in the Moorish
clothes, head-gear bound round with
camel's hair rope, gold-sheathed
hooked dagger hung over one shoulder,
gold mounted pistol over the other,
this man from the interior Of Africa
was English. Come to notice him more
closely, his hair and his beard were
brown and his eyes were blue; and
though his complexion was somewhat
dark, that, Of course, was the sun. And
anyway, many southern Europeans
were far darker than he. He was an
Englishman and Cambridge man.
and he had kicked over the traces
somehow at home and discreetly van
ished into the mysteries Of Africa.
Those, it flashed across her, were the
outstanding points Of his biography
do you like the country In there?"
she asked as compromise.
TT has its points. But then, perhaps,
I'm prejudiced You see, I am used to
It," e
II said" put in Captain Kettle point
eddy, from the very first moment
saw the way those niggers we're be-
ing handled on the Norman Towers
that there was white man in 1t at
the back Of this business somewhere"
"So?' said the visitor with polite in
difference.
II was up at Cambridge" said Sir
George. Glare was my shop. But l
should be lot senior to you," and he
mentioned his year.
"By Jove!" said the visitor, that's
a queer coincidence. I was next door to
you, at the Hall. But didn't 60 up till
two years after you came down. Funny
place, Cambridge. took up Arabic
for my special, and they plowed me
and mainly on my accent, too. I'll
trouble YOU But stuck to 1t. and got
a B. A. all right-took pol. econ.
Lord, I wonder what 1t would feel like
going back to take ones Masters"
II can tell you. took mine. You
meet only gyps and tradespeople and
bedmakers that you know. and you
wonder why the dons are all so dirty.
and the undergraduates are all such
babes. The, only decent man ] met up
there that I'd known before was old
Heber, the pawnbroker. took him to
the Bull and dined him, and he gave
me the news 5,. ..
We Ollcu ISsI OtLCut Sulu Chc WIS.,
itor that I never paWned anything
when was in England, SO that could
look back and know how. it was done.
Going to a pawnbroker's when was
at Charterhouse was, fer some reason
or other, considered bad form. They
were awfully narrow In some ways.
And I'm afraid some Of the Charter
house superstitions stuck to me even
after I'd rubbed about at the Hail."
"All the public schools have their
fads," Sir George admitted. That's
why we pay two hundred pounds a
year for the privilege of going, to them
So you were at Charterhouse? i won
der If you were there with my cousin
Fred?"
Fred Chesterman? should think |
was. Not that knew him. He was a
big chap in the sixth when ] was a
wretched little shaver at the bottom
end of the lower school. But he was
a great god of mine. He was the school
soccer captain my first year, and
fired me with ambition to play asso.
citation football. I didn't do SO badly,
either; got into the school team, and
played for the Hall for the matter of
that, though they were no good; but
never managed to get my blue. which
was the real thing I was keen on.
Sorry, Miss Chestermsn fer boring
you with all this schoolboy shop. But
haven't had chance of letting out
for a lot of years. and, really, your
brother led me on A.,
81 beg your pardon, said Captain
Kettle, ''but were you born in
England" ass. vi { ;s.e9
Il was not Glare did a big linetin
cricket, if I remember my records
right, about the time you were up
II think Clare's always been a big
cricket and rugger college said Sir
George. "just the same as the Hall put
in most of it's time at the boats. Row.
ing was my line. though. and that IS
the reason, l suppose, why I've rather
run to flesh. That's the usual fate OF
the rowing man when he comes f's
down"
Away they went once more on Cam
bridge shop, Violet putting in her word
now and then and Captain Kettle,
who felt outside this circle, trying his