Lippincott's Magazine Of Popular Literature And Science, Old Series, Vol. 36—New Series, Vol. 10, July 1885 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 264 pages of information about Lippincott's Magazine Of Popular Literature And Science, Old Series, Vol. 36—New Series, Vol. 10, July 1885.

Lippincott's Magazine Of Popular Literature And Science, Old Series, Vol. 36—New Series, Vol. 10, July 1885 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 264 pages of information about Lippincott's Magazine Of Popular Literature And Science, Old Series, Vol. 36—New Series, Vol. 10, July 1885.

“Perfectly so,” said Job, with a laugh.  “Head and heart both of the best, as you will find out when you know him better.  You are coming back to dinner, ain’t you, to help us out with the fatted calf?”

The dinner was a very elegant affair of twenty-five covers, given to the guests, the first of a series of entertainments planned in their honor.  All the notable people of the neighborhood were represented at it.  The scandalized divine returned to partake of it, and, seeing Sir Robert in a dress-suit, dignified, polished, of preternatural respectability, not to say distinction, looking the pillar of Church and State that he was, and talking with due gravity of the tariff, free trade, and the like ponderous subjects, concluded to overlook the mad behavior of the morning, and, joining him, gave him a long account of the Indian Missions of the Church.  Unconscious of having done anything that might be regarded as eccentric, Sir Robert was all affability, soon grew interested, asked a number of questions as to the death-rate among the tribes, the prevalence of smallpox and cholera among them, the spread of civilization, confirmed nomadism, traces of Jewish rites, and so on, thanked him for a “very profitable half-hour,” and said he should send a little check to be applied in any way he might see fit, obliterating thereby the last trace of the previous prejudice.  This, indeed, was replaced by something very like enthusiasm when there came next day a slip of paper representing five hundred dollars, also a note from the donor, saying that he should be glad to know that some portion of the sum enclosed had gone to an industrial school, if any such existed, where the young Indian women could learn to boil a potato properly, and the use of brooms and pails and scrubbing-brushes.  “You must first clean them and then convert them:  get them into the bath-tub, and you can take them anywhere,” said Sir Robert, with great truth and perspicacity.

“One doesn’t get such a dinner, except at a few great houses, outside of London or Paris,” Mrs. Sykes was pleased to say when it was over.  “I have found out that almost everything was ordered from New York; and a pretty penny it must have cost.  Not that this man cares.  I dare say he is only too glad to have the chance of entertaining me,—­that is, us.  I was sent in with a waspish little man that turned suddenly crusty on my hands and was an owl for the rest of the time; but I was rather glad to be able to devote myself to my dinner for once.”

Mrs. Sykes’s escort had “turned crusty” because that lady, following her instinct of ingratiation, had said to him, “All the gentry of this country are in the South, aren’t they?  They don’t live about here, do they?”—­not from a prejudice in favor of Southerners at all, as was proved when she went to New Orleans later and promptly asked the first acquaintance she made whether all the education was not at the North.

The week that followed was a very gay one, the Ketchums’ friends in the neighborhood and in Kalsing being most intent on hospitable thoughts and providing something agreeable in the shape of an entertainment for every night.  Every moment of the day, too, of every day was filled up.  It seemed to Mrs. Ketchum that “those English people,” as she called them, were never idle, and had discovered the secret of perpetual motion.

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