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RY W. Lb. ALDEN, #] don't claim,"’ continued ‘the land- jor, “that the Blue Mountaim Mansion House is the bigs st hotel in the United sates : and 1 dont profess to keep a igs band to play while folks are eating seit dinne! “i to Keep them from nesting their foad There is nothing bat wil! give a tTaan dys} 4 Sia e8O quis k ~jistening toa brass band while he’s ating. Any itnéelligent doctor will tell

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“of cours I :da,’”* rep! mat. “It ie oo jet here that I can't fell a week day com Suna)

“# Just xclaimed the landtord. “fye always ‘said that there’s a sort «of haly Sa! 'm about this place. I suppose t weuld astonish you some ei were to tcl you that three ladies that have been the habit of spending every sqmmmer bh the last nine years left me this morning on the ground that niy house ain’t moral enough for a respect- able worn?

*[ean't imagine what they could find offend their sense of propriety in jRour hotel,”’ i a

*As you were saying,”’ said the 3and- ied, 1 aM UNNecessarils ud tone, “the Reublicams ain't as sound on the hard money iw? thev ought to da."

Just then an old man, white-haired snd feebie, crossed the veranda, leaning on the arm of.a lady of at least 60 years,

whese wonderfuily peaceful and happy face I heal often noticed. When they had disappeared into: the interior of the hotel, the landiord sa in a lower tone:—

“Exenuse me, but I didn’t want these folks to think that we were talking about the hotel, for it was on account of them that the three ladies I told yan of left me.”

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and promptly said so; for a mareiin- offensive couple than the old mam .and his sweet-faced wife I had never -seen.

The landlord seemed to take counsel with himself im silence for a moment, .and then he said :—

‘Seeing as it is you, and seeing .as ‘it always does me good to talk when I'm riled, I'l just tell you the whole story. That there old gentleman and the lady thatis with him are a runaway couple

it ont, and wouldn't consent t

longer uniess I turned ‘those creatures’ out, as they called them. Now, I damnit allaw no woman and no three wonmn to

dictate to me how to run a hotel. “Besides, the old couple are friends:af mine—leastways the lady is—and I] woulin’t hurt her feelings to please the whole b’iling of guests. I said so pretty plain, and consequently three ladies packed up and left, and & nite reputation they'll give me.among their friends. How did these old people come to elope? Well, that’s what I’m going to tell you. I ain't a very long:story, but in case yan get tired, just -say+so, and [I'l] shut up. “T’ve only been in this place a little More than nine years. Before that time I kept the Grand Eastern. Hotel, in East Yaphank, where I was born and raised. Forty years ago the prettiest girl in the whole town @f Yanhunk was Miranda

and the smartest. Her mother was dead, ‘and her father was Judge Smith, who perhaps you have heard about. He was a very miman, having been

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though, of course, the judge resented it, and of Se tae ] master had to sheot when he heard himself called a Har in the preset fx erowd of leading citi- zens, Who woukhin’t have left him in office a week longer if he had crawfished énd made no attempt to defend his honor, for naturally the jadge drew just

@s soon 2s he had fr: about the postmaster, and if the latter hadn't been particularly spry with his weapon he would have been shot before he could @et ont his gun. “I thougnt that

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cious conduct of England, just ina gen- eral way

The landlord paused for breath, and I Seized the occasion to remind him that he had promised to tell me the story of an elopement.

“Speaking of Miranda Smith,’’ con- tinued my friend ‘‘while she was as good & girl as cyer stepped, there is no deny-

ing that she had a temper of her own, and a way of saying things that wasn’t

talculated to please the general public. Sbe might have had the pick of ali the

young men in town, but she made the Inajority of them mad by saying things that no human young man would allow to pass without shooting, if they were Said but a woman, and the balance of the young men weve actually afraid to raake her acquaintance. : ““"Lhere was a young chap in particu- lar, who played the organ in the Seconé Presbyterian Church—Sam Bartlett was his name—who, being naturally timid, and having had what littie courage he Was born with pretty near blowed out of hin the organ, was that Miicude thet he would gv a mile out of his way to avoid meeting her in the Street. What it was thet Miranda saw in _ ' no e could tell; but she made a fot at him, and, after making his acquaintance, and taming him, so ta speak, she actually promised to marry him, and the two used to walk out arm sn arm, to all appearances as sweet o3

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‘“Eversbody was astonished at the news of the engagement of Sam and Miranda. Not that there was anything against the young man, except that he was a little toe correct in his habits. He was rather small znd insignificant-looking, and you would have said that he hadn't as much musole as an ordinary school girl. But this would have beena mistake. The way he yanked the sound cut of that church organ, till he made the whole building shiver as if it had an attack of chills and fever, showed that he had oes-

siderable strength concealed avowt ‘him. I never took to him very much, tor he used to write poetry for the weekly news- paper, and poetry is samething ‘that I mever could get on with.

“When you come to look at it, what is poetry? Why, it is just a fashion of say- ing things wrong at first, and aman who gets into any such habit isn’t to be trusted. If you or I was wanting to say that it was raining hard, we'd say so; but

the man who writes poetry would take about 40 times as many ‘words, and would contrive to give us his informa-

tion about the weather upside down ana

wrong end first. Still, I’m ready to ad- mit that Sam Bartlett was honest and straightforward when he wasn’t fooling

with his poetry, and there isn’t any doubt that he had read a powerful sight of books and knew no end of useful things.

‘Then, again, he was an amish!«.zort

of fellow—the kind of man who can never altogether make wp his mind whether he’ll be aman and act aecord-

ingly, or whether he’ll pass his time in showing that ke is sorry that) he wasn’t orn a woman.

‘‘I suppose he was fond -of Miranda. but my idea is that most df'the courting was done by her. She was in love with Sam from head to foot. Tf anyboay ven- tured to say the least thing reflecting on him Miranda was ready to fight then and there. Of course, I.don’t mean that she carried a gun and was in the habit of drawing on people; but what I mean to say is that she would show every sign of being fighting mad. She. always treat- ed Sam as if she was the man and he was the woman. To see them together you would have said that-she was Sam’s

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man. Well, mine. 4

‘*T suppose there’s many different ways of loving. There was old Smedley’s wife —Smedley the carpenter—who built the major portion of this identical hotel. Well, his wife was as fond of him asa woman could be of any ‘man; but she used occasionally to knock him flat with the frying pan, and Smedley always maintained that it was only her way of showing her affection. I never fell in love myself, and den*t pretend to Know much about the business; but I must say that when a woman's affections takes the shape of a frying pan, -and hits you on tep of the head, knocking you sense- less for, say, half an hour .at a time, I it. ‘Then, again, there was Dea. Bradford's wife—one of the meekest little wamen that ever lived. Bradford was one of our. leading men, being a direct descendant of Gov. Braéford, who came over in the May-

it wasn’t ary business of

flower, which most people-seem to think

“was a mighty smart performance, though I can’t see it in that light.

‘*My own idea is that the "people who ‘came over in the Mayflower had to come, for the reason that nobody could endure them any longer on the other side of the Atlantic. As for their descendants, they make me tired. Why, there was a meet- ing of descendants of the Mayflower gang held in this very hotel two years ago, and if I had to go through with another the hotel and go out of the business. If you are a Mayflower descendant I hope you won’t take any offence, for I don’t mean any, and, of course, there are exceptions to all greneral cules.

“*For instance, a nigger, asarnie, will steal chickens... Everybody knows that to be.a fact, and yet I once had a nigger in my employ who wouldn’t steal a chicken under any consideration. He stole nothing but ducks and turkey: Now, you'll admit that was strange!”’

‘“‘“You were saying,’’ I remarked, with- out answering the landlord’s question, “that Miss Smit Was engaged to Mr. Bartlett. Did she marry him?’’

‘‘Not.a bit of it. They were just en the point of being married when Judge Smith had a birthday, and celebrated it in his usual style. He was living at the time, that there unfortunate difficulty with the postmaster, that I think I men- tioned, not taking place till the foliowing December. The judge was a master hand at making punch, and on_ his birthdays he used to have about half a dezen of his most intimate friends up to his honse to drink punch in the evening. Considering that Sam was pretty near a member of his family, the judge insisted on his com- ing to the birthday celebration, and naturally Sam came.

‘‘Now, Sam had never drunk a drop of punch in his life, being, as I have already said, altogetner toe correct in his habits; but he didn’t dare to refuse the judge’s punch, and finding it particularly good he drank a middling fair lot of it, and, consequently, it collared him. That’s the danger of never drinking anything. Now, you and I, who are accustomed to take our whiskey when we want it, know just how it will act, and know when we've had enough. But Sam hed never had any experience, and that was the reason why

he found himself pretty considerably drunk long before the judge or any of his friends had laid in half the cargo

that they were entitled to carry.

‘“Knowing that something was wrong with him, Sam managed to get away from the judge’s about 8 o’clock, ana went straight, or perhaps I should say, considering his condition, went crooked, to the Second Presbyterian Church, where he was to play the organ at a meeting of a missionary society that was Cne at heli- past 8. He got there all right and played the organ, but he didn’t give genera: satisfaction.

‘‘He kept bursting ous with tunes every time a man rose up tO speak, ana the noise that organ ‘made was so tree mendous that folks thought there must be a riot in progress and came rushing tuto the church from all cover the town.

DAILY EXAMINER, CHARLOTTETOWN JUNE 17 1897.

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the organ in that church again.

‘When Sam woke up the next morr- ing with a head about the size of Daniel Webster’s and Abraham Lincoln's rolled into one, he found a letter from Miranda waiting for him, in which she gave him particular ‘Hail Columbia!’ I never saw the letter, but knowing Miranda I car guess pretty well what was'in it. Any- way, she told him that, after his dis graceful conduct, would never see hitn again, and that if he dared to write to her he would get himself into the big- gest kind of trouble. Sam knew that it was all up, for Miranda was the sort of gitl avho had rather lose $5 any day than go back on her word.

‘‘Aiter gettmg that letter and losing his plece as organist, and ruining his reputation, Sam sert of wilted generally, and the first thing we knew an Irish widow had gathered him in, and made him marry her, and help her keep a boarding house for the hands in Macdon- ald’s big carriage factory.

‘‘Now, Miranda, seeing what she had driven Sam to, and knowing perfectly

she

well that ‘ttts disgraceful conduct at her fatser’s birthday party was owing en- tirely to Sam’s want of experience, began to feel sorry for what she had done. A little while after Sam’s marriage the-old judge met with his last accident, and, I suppose, it sort of sottened Miranda; for when a‘person loses a beloved relative, no matter if that relative has been in the habit ef having the delirium tremens once .a‘vear’regular, and mistaking his daughter for a blue monkey or:some other style:of animal, and trying to cut her throat, naturally that person feels more kindly toward other people than

usual. J ain’t saying that I’m built ‘that way, for I never lost but one relative of any consequence, seeing that both my

parents were cut off by a railroad acci- dent when I was too young te appreciate the circumstances, and when that partic-

ular relative, Who was my uncle on my mother’s-side, and who was as rich as Creasote, died of typhoid fever, as the

doctor said, though I always-considered that what really killed the off man was the defeat.of the Democratie party in 1580, for then he was the werst kind of a Democrat, being that ignorant that he could hardly read and write, and was calculating on being made judge of the supreme court in case the Democrats:car- ried the election.

“My uncle hadn’ta_ relative in the world, excepting myself, and, of course, Isupposed that all his money would come to me; but after I had given him a funeral that cost me $800, and was cal- culated to make every corpse “In the churchyard green with envy if they were eupable of knowing what was going on, the lawyer produced a will in which all my uncle’s property was left ‘to a lot of hospitals and such. His death mever soft- ened me a particle. On the contrary, they do say that for the next fortnight after that will was opened,any man that want- eda difficulty had only to mention the word ‘funeral’ in my presence. But, then, you—’’

‘““Por heaven’s sake get on with ‘the story of the elopement!’’ I interrupted. ‘“‘T’ve got to sail for England, ‘in six weeks more, and I’d like to hear the end of ywur ‘story before that time.’’

““ATl right,’’ said the landlord. ‘*"T'll try to get through before you leave. I think I-was telling you that Miranda showed ‘signs of being sorry for having shook peor Sam. The way she showed it was by making acquaintance with Mrs. Sam, amd trying to smooth things ‘be- tween man and wife. You see, Sam's wife maed to take more whiskey than was goo fer her, she being a woman, and not having as sound a judgment asa man would have had.

“And then, being what you might «all a violent woman at all times, she made the heuse considerably warm for Sam when she wesn’t quite sober. She didn’t

actually take a club to him, and she never, so far as I know,.threw anything

at him that wes calculated to do damage to the furniture or anything else that it might strike; but she used to abuse him with her tongue till his life was a burden to him. Miranda did her level best to exercise a good influence over the woman, and to make her. appreciate Sam’s geod qualities, and to go easy with him; but it wasn’t much use. In course of time Sam and Miranda got to be friendly again.

“*T don’t mean tc say for a single min- ute that either of them: ever said a thing that a married man anda woman that wasn’t his wife ought not to say; but it Was a great comfort to Sam to know that Miranda felt kindiy to him, and she en- joyed herself considerable in thinking was helping to make Sam a little less miserable than he would have been without her.

““VYhings were going on in this way when I got a first class offer for my hotel, and, after selling it,.came here, where I have lived since. I lost sieht of Sam ané Miranda, and had pretty near forgotten all about them when one day they drove up to this identical front door, and said they had come to spend the summer with me. I fixed them up as comfortable as I could, and you never saw two people as happy as they were from the first minute they landed here. I could see that old age and trouble, combined with a naturally weak head, had told on Sam, and that he was nothing more or lessthan a feeble old man.

‘*But Miranda took much care of him as if he had been a baby, and all lay long she was walking with him or reading to him, or sitting under the trees holding his hand and talking to him. Such a pair of lovers I had never had in my house before, though in the season we generally have half a dozen young married couples working through their honeymoon here.

“The next night after Sam and Mir- anda came, she walked into my office, and said she wanted to talk confidential tome. Then she told me that she and Sam were not married, and that she had eloped with him. I was clean knocked over with astonishment that I just sat with my mouth wide open, not being able to find any words that would do jus- tice to my feelings, though I’m _ consid- ered to have a pretty gocd flow of lang- uagre.

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“Then Miranda told yne all apoup 16. She said that Sam had been a good hus- band to that Irishwoman for going on to 20 years, but that his life wasn’t any better than a hell on earth.

‘* *T did my level best ’’ said Miranda, ‘to make the:n do their duty to. one an- other, but it wasn’t any use; and I could see that Sam was clean brokenhearted, and that the time was drawing near when he’d give up trying to live. Now, you know what a good man Sam always has been. He’s the only man I ever loved,and it was all my fault that he took up with the Irishwoman. If I’d been reasonable end married him, he would have had a happy life; but Il ruined him by my silly and wicked conduct in breaking off our engagement. I went round to his house one night, and there was Sam, sitting in a chair and looking at his wife, who was lying dead drunk on the floor with a whip in her hand. There was a_ big welt over Sam's face, and I hadn’t any need to ask how it came there. I went up to him and put my arms around his nesk. I said ~~

‘* ‘Sam, we haven’t but a few more years to live, and I ain’t going to have you die without ever knowing what it is to be happy. You just go upstairs and pack your trunk, and in an hour’s time Ill come to take you to the railtuad de- pot. We'll go to some place where that woman can’t find you, and I'll take care of you every minute for the rest of your life You put your trust in me, ahd we'll see 1f T can’t make up for ail the years that you've had to spend with that wo- mun,

‘* “J wanted to say ‘‘that fiend,’’ but I knew that Sam didn’t like to have any one use language about his wife.

‘You're a pretty sharp man and can use your eyes; so there’s no need for me to tell you that Sam’s mind ain’t what it once was, and that he’s got consider-

able distance into his second chiidhood. That don’t make any difference to me. I love him just the same, and I’ll never leave him as long as the breath is in his body. He’s perfectly happy with me, and, cuvugh you’ll say that I’ve disgraced myself, and that 1 ain't fit to stay ina decent hotel, I’m not a bit ashamed of what I’ve done; for I did the whole of it, and you can’t blame Sam any more than you could a baby. I’d do the same thing again to-morrow if I hadn’t done it already. Now, I’ve told you the truth, and I want to know if you're going to turn us out of the hotel.’ ’’

‘*What did you say?’’? IL asked, for the landlord had suddenly became silent.

‘‘What did I say? Why, I told Miranda that she and Sam should stop with me forever, if they wanted to, and that I’d lose every guest in the hotet sooner than inconvenience her. And so I would, b’gosh! And I said so last night to those three ladies that somehow had got hold of the fact that Sam and Miranda had eloped, and said that either ‘those erea- tures’—that what they called Miranda and Sam—should leave the hotel, or they would leave for good and all. Hush! Here they come! Yes Sir. There ain’t nothing better for rheumatism than syrup of wild turnip, and I’m surprised to hear you say that they mever use it in Eng- land.’’

The slanting rays of the setting sun fellon the lovers as they crossed the veranda.

They were on their way to the pine grove that stood just behind the hotel. Sam was leaning on Miranda’s arm, and she was shading his head with her para- sol. He walked slowly, and with the un- certain tread of an old and failing man. She walked with head erect, as though defying the judgment of the world, except when she spoke te her companion, when the unutterable tenderness of a mother to a dying child was shown in her face.

The lovers passed into the shadow of the pine trees, and as I glanced at the landlord I saw that his eyes wees woist.

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