He knew noone there and had no hope of meeting
anyone he knew. The fellow-traveller required no second bidding. Have you heard the
thunder of the fastexpress?
Good-bye, my boy, she nowsaid quietly, clasping his
hand.
Yoäh country is a matriahky, my deah fellah
She left him and presently he heard voices below,
mixed in rapidand excited argument. I sink she is in her room, she said at
length.
So I guess that part of its all right,he concluded
comfortably.
I thought youhad returned to Paris by now. Now, my
boy, she said quickly, taking him bythe arm, you must go. I sink she is in her room,
she said at length.
He seized the valise and started for the door with
it at a rapidlimping stride.
Thats all, he said cheerfully, but now that Im here
at last itdoesnt matter. He knew noone there and had no hope of meeting anyone he
knew.
Ispent thirty dollars taking one of em to a show,
and to a night-club afterward! At Lyons, midway on his journey to the South, he left
the train.
Ispent thirty dollars taking one of em to a show,
and to a night-club afterward! Youd only be a suckling in that mightyland! Oh,
bitterly, bitterly, Boston, one time more, and of their fleshis cod-fish made. And
again, he was hurtling southward in a train.
Il faut un peu de sentiment, nest-ce pas? THAT is
why when my friends sayto me, You ought to see AMERICA, .
Youd only be a suckling in that
mightyland!
She left him and presently he heard voices below,
mixed in rapidand excited argument.
Could we feed ourhunger on portraits of the Spanish
king?
This time he started South in true earnest,
hurtling southward onone of the crack trains of the P.
The food is largely chicken, beef, and fish,
superbly cooked. Bitterly, bitterly, Boston one time more! The only accident was
that he let him last fourrounds. Itwill be impossible for you to stay here for four
or five weeks!
Then he awakes at morning in a foreign land and
thinks of home. Youd only be a suckling in that mightyland!
I think the third-class fare from here is about
seventeen francs,he said.
Youd only be a suckling in that mightyland! What
have they got now but a lot of cheap spaghetti joints andskyscrapers? I mean, theres
something so perfectlysweet and unselfconscious about it all!
La Mère Guys establishment is in an old house
withvarious old rooms all used as restaurants. A womanwho tried to pull one like
that over here would get sent toSiberia!