Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1913-10-15

was especially slow Of speech, even for
an Englishman, quite as II It were an.
everlasting question with him whether
It was worth while to speak at all,
One had the feeling when listening to
Mr.. Odell-C Carney that he was being
favored beyond words. It took him so
long to say anything that If one were
but moderately bright he could finish
the sentence mentally some little time
In advance Of the speaker and thus be
prepared to properly appreciate that
which otherwise might have puzzled
him considerably. It could not be said,;
however, that Mr.. Odell- Carney was
l<ponderous. He was merely the e1fec-
tual result Of delay. Perhaps 1t is safe
to agree with those who knew him
best; they maintained tia: Odell- Car
|ney was pose, nothing .vore.
His wife was quite the opposite in
nearly every particular except height
and angulartty. She was bony and
red faced and opinionated. A few
sallow years, with rapid, prodigate
nobleman had brought her, in widow
hood, to a fine sense Of appreciation Of
the slow going though tiresomely un-
practical men Of the Odell-C Carney
type. It mattered little that he made
poor Investment Of the money she had
isequestered from his lordship He had
kept her in the foreground by associat-
ing himself with every big venture that
interested the financial smart set Not
withdrawing the fact that he never
was known to have any money, he was
looked upon as f1nancier of the high
est order, which is saying a great deal
In these unfeenng days Of pounds and
shillings.
OF course Mrs. Odell-C Carney was
dressed as all rangy, long limbed Eng
ltshwomen are prone to dress-after a
model peculiarly not her own. She
ooked ridiculously ungraceful along
dde the smart, chic American women.
and yet not one Of them but would
have given her boots to be able to array
herself as one Of these. There was no
denying the fact that Mrs. Odell-C Car
ney was regular tiptopper." as Mr..
Rodney was only too eager to say.
She had the air Of born leader-that
Is to say, she could be gracious when
occasion demanded, without being pat
ron1zing.
In due course of time the Medcrofts
and Miss Fowler were presented to the
distinguished couple This function
was necessarily delayed until Odell
Carney had time to 60 into the details
Of particularly annoying episode of
the afternoon. He was telling the sto-
~ to his friend Rodney, and Of course
everything was at a standstill until he
got through.
It seems that Mr.. Odell- Carney felt
the need of a nap at o'clock. He
gave strict tnjunctions that there was
to be no noise in the halls while he
slept and then went into his room and
stretched out. Any one who has stop
ped at the Hotel Four Seasons will
have no difficulty in recalling the elec-
trio hall bells which serve to- attract
the chambermaids to given spots. If
one needs the chamberma1d he press
es the button In bis room and lit
tie bell In the hall tinkles furiously
until she responds and shuts it of.
In that way one is sure that she has
heard and Is coming, most admirable
bit Of German ingenuity. If she hap
pens to be taking her lunch at the
time, the bell goes on ringing until she
returns. 1t is faithful bell. Coming
back to Odell-C Carney, the maid on his
door was making up room In close
proximity when a most annoying thing
happened to her. A porter who had
reason to dislike her came along and
turned her key from the outside, lock-
ing her in the room. She couldn't get
out, and she had been warned against
making sound that might disturb
the English guest. With rare intelli-
gence, she did not scream or make an
cutlery, but wisely proceeded to press
the button for chambermaid. Then
she evidently sat down to wait. To
make the story short, she rang her
own call bell for two hours, no other
maid condescending to notice the call,
which speaks volumes for the almost
martial system Of the hotel. The bell
was opposite the narrator's door. Is
1t, therefore. surprising that he re-
qutred a great deal of time to tell all
that he felt? It was not so much of
what he did that he spoke at such
great length, but of what he felt.
"'Pon me SOUL" he exploded In the
end, twisting his mustache with ner-
vous energy, 1T was the demdest nap
I ever had. didn't close my eyes,
c'nfend me IL did"
Ito be continued)
Man Mires in Slough.
John Henning of Eden Valley went
out Wednesday to cut some willows
in slough. He had a horse with
him. He did not return when he
ought, and a search was made. They
found both man and beast drowned
in the slough. It is supposed that the
horse got down and while he was try
ing to help the animal out that he
got hurt or mired and also drowned.
-Paynesville Press.
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