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May enquire, sir, if you are from New England 2 said the landlady of the Pitts burg hotel 10 gentleman who was taking his tea in small barbour, which at his ear- nest request to be alone, had been prepar- ed for him. .

 He was not quite alone, however. The house was filled with company. This was in the autumn of 1918, when the tide of emigration rolled so rapidly from the east ern states to the west, as almost to cause a returning current; but the landlord, true Boniface, was fertil le in expedients. There was . small barbour, occupied by an artist who was. as.engaged in sketching views ofthe surrounding scenery-an odd genius, the landlord called hin,-certainly he was a very obliging man, for he consented that the table for the stranger should be laid in his apartment.

 ' 1t will be all the same as if. the gentle man were alone,' said the landlord to his wife. You know that odd fellow never speaks unless it is to his pencil. He may take mans face off, to he Sure, but he never troubles himself with questions about his business. I reckon he is not a Yankee, though never found out where he was born.'

 'May enquire, sir, if you are from New Englanda said the landlady to the stran- ger.

 T am, madam,' replied, he, raising his keen, dark eyes from his plate, and fixing them on her face, wirh look Of true Yam kee inquisitiveness, but yet blended with an air of perfect good breeding.

 The landlady hesitated, as if between her wishes to make further inquiries, and the fear of offending gentleman and guest.

 He saw her embarrassment, and to re- lieve it, carelessly inquired if she had any friends in New England.

 'Oh! no, sir, no,' she eagerly replied 'bnt here is poor family from that part of the country; a distressed family, sir and though my husband tells me never to be troubling our company with such stud, yet,sir. the poor woman begged me so ear nestly, if saw any person from N. Eng. lend, would let her know tt. And ] thought, too, youlooked somewhat like s clergyman

 sAnd Yankee, of course, said the gen. tleman. smiling, and glancing his eye upon his black coat, Its well brushed appear. ance and the desire of it's wesrer to be a.