Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-02-13
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a. "A unused Spargo. Lets go down
- COO IL there's anybody to talk to-.
gG.oot spo Scott to think l was in the
o.;sonous atmosphere of the Octoneu-
pnnoi only sixteen hours ago"
'nsSn Snargo, after losing himself in .vari-
az rorridors and passages, finally land
W. IN tho wide. stone paved hall OF the
eld hotel. and with a sure instinct
Wv ."srod info the bar parlor which he had
uot;ced when he entered the place.
This was a roomy. comfortable, bow :
u;rJowod apartment. looking out upon
thn High street and was furnished and
ornamented with the usual appurten-
ances of country town hotels. There
wore old chairs and tables and side
boards and cupboards which had Ger
tainly been made century before, and
seemed likely to endure for century or
two longer there were old prints of the
road and the chase, and an old oil
nainting or two of red faced gentlemen
in pipk coats there were foxes masks
on the wall and a monster pike in a
glass case on sidetable; there were
ancient candlesticks on the mantel-
niece and an antique snuff box set be-
tween them. Also there was a small,
old fashioned bar in corner of the
room, and new fashioned young wom-
an seated behind it, who was yawning
over a piece of fancy needlework and
looked at Spargo when he entered as
Andromeda may have looked at Perseus
when he made arrival at her rock. And
Spargo, treating himself to Il suitable
drink and choosing cigar to accom-
pany it. noted the look, and dropped
into the nearest chair.
"This." he remarked. eyeing the
damsel with inquiry, appears to me to
be a very quiet place.
Quiet exclaimed the lady.
"Quiet?"
'That." continued Spargo. sis pre-
cisely what l observed. Quiet. 1 see
that you agree with me. You expressed
your agreement with two shades of
emphasis, the surprised and the scorn-
full We may conclude, thus far, that
the place is undoubtedly quiet"
The damsel looked at Spargo as if she
considered him in the light of new
specimen. and picking up her needle
work she quilted the bar and coming out
into the room took chair near his
own.
1T makes you thankful to see q
luucidl 81 ny helC SuC TtIlluTheu
Its about all that one ever does see. ~
Are there many?" asked Spargo.
DO the inhabitants die Nuch of in i
anition,"
The damsel gave Spargo another crit
ical inspection.
"Oh, you're joking! - she said. "It's
well you can. Nothing ever happens
here. This place is back mum
ber."
Even the back numbers make pleas
ant reading at times" murmured
Spargo, And the backwaters of life
are refreshing. Nothing doing in this
town, then?" he added in louder
voice.
Nothing" replied his companion
Its. fast asleep. | came here from
Birmingham, and ! didn't know what
was coming to. In Birmingham you
see as many people in ten minutes as
YOU see here in ten months"
An said SpargO. "What you are
V,Nfering from is duIness. You must
have an antidote."
Dizziness :" exclaimed the damsel.
That's the right word for Market
Mllcaster. There's just few regular
eld customers drop in here of morn =
ing; between eleven and one. "A stray
caller looks in-perhaps-dur the
afternoon. Then. at night. a lot of
Old fogies sit round that end of the room
ana talk about old times. Old times,