Democratic Sentinel, Volume 5, Number 2, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 18 February 1881 — Anecdote of Lord Redesdale. [ARTICLE]

Anecdote of Lord Redesdale.

Early one morning he made his way to the mansion of the Earl of Lucan. He had started for the races, and was dressed in sporting garb, his cap put on awry and a cigar between his lips. He rang at the front door, and the Earl’s best man —an exqusite of the first water -answered.the summons. “ Is the Earl at home?” “ No, sir! The Heart is not at ’ome.” He mistook the caller for a sportive servant, very likely seeking Aemployment. “ Do you know if ho has gone to Windsor, my man!” “ No, I don’t know his e as gone to Windsor. But 11l tell you what I do know: You’d be a doin’ of yerself a wast deal o’ credibhif you’d honly just run around to the sign o’ the Bell an’ Crown, hand fetch me a pot of ’glf-an’-’alf.” “ Hall right, where’s vour money? “Wy bless you! I don’t find money for them as I has to hanswerthe bell for. ‘Aren’t you got a sixpenny bit of yer own?” „ , „ . . “I guess I can find one. And away his lordship went, really enjoying the thing, and shortly returned with a tankard of foaming half-an’-half. The valet drank it with a keen relish —emptied the pot—and then offered to return it, with: • , “ There, my good fellow —I m much— But the visitor put the pot bock, and cut the speech short with: “Return the tankard yourself, my man; and when your master returns, bo kind enough to tell him that Lord Redesdale called.” His lordship left the dazed and confounded valet supporting himself against the door-post, the porter-pot fallen to the floor, his face the picture of horror and despair, looking for all the world like one who wished he had never been born!