The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1917-01-17
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II do know from my governess, Mad
am Fournet and I will write it all
down for you, my Buzz, for whom I
feel SO much gratitude for help,v I an
swered, with quickness.
''Stow the gratitude and write 'em
all out. 1t will take us about an hour,
but it is good to keep calicoes waiting
occasionally" he said, and did there
upon seat himself beside the table and
draw to himself the two sheets Of pa
per, while I quickly wrote out the ia
BILE of French weights and measure
ments translated into English.
did very much enjoy that hour in
which my Buzz labored with pencil
and great industry while called to
him the list Of long figures and then
verified as he showed me the units
upon the page in the French language.
He made jokes at me between work
ings while he attended his cigarette
and we, together, had much laughter.
There are just three places where
these figures disagree, and have mark
ed them carefully, L'Aiglon," he said,
as at last he laid down both pieces Of
the paper. these French specifica-
lions and figures that aoored you rep
resent the ideal mule in bulk, and
these United States figures promise
the same multitude in scrub. I thought
as much. You just run in there to Bill
with them and then forget you ever
saw them and We'll be On our way to
the girls in ten minutes. Bobby, I
mean it when I say that men In your
and my positions of trust just forget
facts and figures the minute we get
out of sight of our chiefs. And we for
get the chiefs, too, believe me. Now
run along and come out to the car on
tue same trot.''
y 'Is it Of honor not to tell to the Cow
erneur Faulkner that you assisted me
in this task, my Buzz?' asked Of him
with anxiety.
mo need to tell hints all in the
same Office and will come to me for
fling. Don't say anything that will
bring on talk that Keeps us from Sue
and the gang. Just rum With which
advice my kind Buzz disappeared
through the door into the Office of my
uncle, the General Robert, as I softly
opened the door of the room of the
Gouverneur Faulkner and entered into
his presence. And In that presence l
found also my uncle, the General Rob-
ert, In a very grave consultation with
the GOuyerneur Faulkner
1.-The papers completed, your excel
lency,' said in very low and meek
tone of my voice as I laid the papers
beside him on the table and prepared
to take the running departure that my
Buzz had commanded of me.
The two hours that I spent with my
Buzz At his club in the country with
what he called in front of their very
faces punches of, calico passed with
such a rapidity that 1 felt must
grasp each minute and demonstrate
with them for their heetness. That
Mile. Sue was even much more lovely
in her gray costume Of golf with tie
the color of the one worn by my Buzz
than she had been in her chiffon OF
Belle was much the same, with an
added gayety and charm, while dis
covered a very sweet Kate Keith and
a Mildred Summers who was not Of q
great beauty, but Of many interesting
remarks which induced much laugh
ing. With them were that Miles
Menefee whom my Buzz had recon-
mended to me and also several young
gentlemen of America whom I like ex-
ceedingly.
"Come on, L'Aiglon. It's time to
beat it. We are late, and Sue is be-
ginning to shoo," called my Buzz from
the door of the card room.
my Buzz said to that Mr.. Buzz
Clendenning as he raced the slim car
through the country and the city up
to the Capitol hill, "you give to me
life Of much joy in only few days.
I would that it could SO continue"
That's all right, Prince. Don't men,
ton it." he answered me, with a laugh.
"And, say, let's get to work, because
at about o'clock I'll have something
thatll give you a start"
"Oh, but, my Buzz, at o'clock I
must go for tea to the home of beauti-
full Madam Whitworth."
'Whe-ee-uh!' whistled my Buzz as
he looked at me from the top Of my
head to the toe of my shoe.
go ahead, sport, but accept it from
me that Madam Pat is the genuine and
original pump, so don't let her empty
you. Do you want me to come by and
extract you at about fifteen to 8? I'm
sorry, but really must have a bust
ness interview with you before g."
And my BuZZ's eyes twinkled with
something that was of great pleas
ure to him, could observe.
ut would be of more pleasure to me
If you came at the half of 5, my Buzz"
made q hurry to assure him, for I
had a great dread of all Of the false
hoods 1 was to say to that Madam
Whitworth that afternoon for the pur-
pose Of extracting perhaps little
wicked truth from her to help in the
defense of my Gouverneur Faulkner.
I'm on" answered my Buzz prompt
ly. BEAT it! I hear the old boy growl-
Ing" And he disappeared behind the
door Of my uncle, the General Robert.
I went to the duty of assuring the nice