Adventure, August 3, 1919 — page 99: what you’re looking at

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the Wilderness ° BY 3 WALT McDOUGALL Author of “ Pikers Afloat.” 1 7 HAD been im the out-of-the-way Eng- “As well as my own club. But I don’t . lish. inn for three days before I noticed recall you, Jarvis.” that Jarvis wore service stripes. He “Twas manny years ago, sor, and I was flitting noiselessly, like a barn wasn’t there long,” he said with a sigh, ~ © swallow, about the low-ceiled tap-room gazing reflectively down the hedge-bor- where I had sat alone for an idle hour, deredlane. “It’s sorry | am, often enough, P when I remarked— that I didn’t stick it out.” ; “T see you’ve served, Jarvis.” “What was the matter with Greenwood + | “Harrdly, sor. I got strafed the very Lake?’ I demanded. , : ; first day I landed in Belgium, sor. In the “Faith, nawthin’ at alf, sor!” he an- ‘ neck, gor. I wasn’t out of England a_ swered as if surprized. “The Lake was ; ; week.” perfectly satisfactory—a good bit of all ‘Are you an Irishman, Jarvis?” I queried. right,sor. But I had a peculiar experience 7 A “Well, not exactly, sor. Me mother there, one that I don’t talk about much.” 4 was a Jewess and me father a Yorkshire- Without a hint of warning that I was . man, but I was born and raised in Dublin about to get a jolt from out of the halcyon, until I was seventeen years old.” carefree life of long ago, I spoke up: “Treland must be some melting-pot!” “Well, this isa good talking day. Loosen T mused aloud. up the tale! Shoot!’ “Well, sor, it is in a way, but not like the States, sor. I’ve been to Hamerica, iveey "FWAS whin I was just comin’ sor.” Nat} twinty-one, whin I was workin’ ina “Oho! Ithought I detectedanAmerican [Sy hotel in Liverpool, that I got the accent!” notion of immigratin’ to Hamerica, sor; _ Well, ye’d harrdly say that, sor. I whin one o’ thim steamship wars was on wasn’t there long enough for that!’ and tickets were cheap. I landed in New ““Were you in New York?” I questioned, York with a letter of ricommendation to a for his respectful and serious air seemed to _parrty in Omaha, but the very day I landed, mask a certain sly humor that promised before I found out where Omaha was, some amusement. Mr. Degraw hired me for a bartender, at 5. He mere more like a schoolmaster the Imployment Bureau. He took me ian a waiter. ; across the ferry and put me on the train 4 “In New York, yes, sor, and to Green- intinding to send ie alone, but then he wood Lake, New Jersey. Do you know changed his mind. Says he: f that place, sor?”’ he asked. : “I’m afraid. Yer so new to the counihry . Every foot of it,” I replied. “I’ve that somebody’ll be snatchin’ you and been going there since I was a boy.” puttin’ yer intoa silo! Pll go with yer!” “Indade! I’ve only met three people in *Twas a fine counthry, sor, rollin’ and mm Bee Drea Be it. Then, sor, with manny fine towns and houses. Whin ne geht ee y have known Degraw’s Hotel, we got up into the mountains where ‘twas — OUR ELYE . _ Wild and wooded, he saystome— . 2 wl “ al, © - : «4 er = 1 » Soe ; és a ~ ‘ ® % ¥ » ~ Os 0 Pe - a seer: mo a See! - Ebhooks.com