THE LAST OF HIS RAGE.

Waikato Times, Volume XXXII, Issue XXXII, 9 March 1889, Page 1 (Supplement)

THE LAST OF HIS RAGE.

A good story is told of a purse-proud old nobleman who was travelling through the rural districts of Sweden. Over in that country the people do not have quite as much respect for the titled aristocracy as in some other localities ou the Continent. One day this nobleman came rolling up to a country tavern, and as he stopped his carriage he called out in an imperious tone :— ,; Horses, landlord; horses here at once.' "1 am very much pained to inform you that you will have to wait over an hour before fresh horses can be brought in, 1 ' replied the landlord. " How !" violently exclaimed the nobleman, " this to inc ! My man, I demand horses at once." Then observing the fresh and sleek looking horsvs which were being led up to another carriage, lie said : " For whom are those horses?" " They were ordered for this gentleman," answered the landlord, pointing toa tall, slim individual a few paces distant. " I say, my mau," called out the nobleman to the slim gent, "will you let me have those horses if I pay you a liberal bonus therefor?'' " Not much," answered the slim gent, " I intend to use them myself," " This to me?" exclaimed the nobleman. " That's what I said," replied the slim man. " Perhaps you arc not aware who I am ?" roared the now thoroughly agitated and irate nobleman. " I am, sir, Field-Marshal Baron George Sparre, the last and only one of my race." "I am very glad to hear that," said the slim mau, stepping into his carriage. "It would br; a terrible thing to think that there might be more of you coming, I am incliued to think that your race will bo a footrace." The slim man was a brother of the King of Sweden.—Texas Siftin S s - _______—___—