He himself, however, had looked all round the
basement, but hadfailed to find any. Hespeler-Jones as she handed me a cup of
teafrom the New York teapot. Howquietly the asparagus would have circulated then.
Oh, heavens, no, you couldnt buy a thing like that here!
Chesterton, fatthough he appears in public, is in
private life quite thin. For at such a time benevolence becomes a trade and
charityitself a tax.
I determined togive MacPherson his present at New
Years. It was while I was thinking of this message that New Years Daywent past. The
manager in reality is in his inner office, sorting out troutflies.
They are giving it as a presentation to Mr. Then
follows a string of severe questions. What first turned you to eating pie,
Joe?
When at last McDuff does get in, the manager is
very cold andformal. Not at all, he said, theres nothingunusual about
that.
Well, Joe, we said, getting out our notebooks and
pencils, whatabout this pie? All of which is immaterial to the present discussion,
and is onlymentioned by accident. EPILOGUEAnd yet, six months later, what happened?
And the moral is, when you borrow, borrow a whole lot.
Most likely, he said, Ill train at the lunch
counters in NewYork and some of the big cities. I have always had a peculiar feeling
towards the advent of a NewYear. When they go fishing together,the manager always
calls McDuff John. Do you know, the other day I made the silliest mistake about
aspoon. Nearly all our clownsare college men: they seem specially fitted for it
somehow. But do come into the drawing room and have some tea. My present intention
is to give MacPherson apresent at Easter.
Samuel Rothstein attended a baseball game at the
Polo Grounds.