Her Mountain Lover (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1901. Excerpt: ... AFOOT IN LONDON nPO be "set afoot" on the plains is considX ered by a cow-boy to be a dire misfortune, for the reason that he is put at such great disadvantage with the concave earth which spreads out beneath a burning hemisphere of steel and glass. The horseman has weak limbs for walking, anyhow, and Jim was ill fitted to cope with any city, much less with London. His first instinct was to "hole up" somewhere, and watch the dangers go by. He was vastly amused by the wild scramble for baggage which took place after the train drew into the station, and was also being instructed in the London vernacular. The porters, the cabmen, and the ticket-clerks all said "wiy"for way, and "nime"for name. When the porter handed him his valise he said "Thank you," and when Jim gave up a piece of money he also said "Thank you" and both phrases were uttered in a voice of insolent imprecation. Hastings had told Jim to go to the Railway Hotel, at the road's end; and this he did, only to find it "full up." Leaving his trunk in the hall, Jim wandered along the street with an eye for other hotel signs. There were plenty of them. "The Teviot House," the "Dundee Hotel," the "Wessex House," and other names calculated to appeal to the country visitor attracted him. He was particularly taken with the Teviot House, which faced on a little parkway and had a little clump of bushes on each side of the door. Upon entering the hallway, he faced a tall and sleepy porter, who took his valise with a yawning "Thank you." Jim doubled up his back and thrust his head in at a little window where a severe young woman in a black gown confronted him. "Are you the clerk?" "I am, sir; yes, sir. What can I do for you?" "Have you any beds left?" "Yes, sir, I have one. It's on the upper floor, if you don...