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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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uying fever and plungedinto a regular debauch of bargain andpurchase so that we were all a littleweary when we reached the hotel. Inwe came, carrying our brass and otherloot, and dropped down on the firstdivan, letting our bundles fall wherethey listed. I thought the Apostle looked par-ticularly solemn. Being a weighty per-son, jouncing all day in a carriage andwalking through brass bazaars and fezbazaars and silk bazaars and rug ba-zaars and silver bazaars and leatherbazaars and saddle bazaars and at leasttwo hundred and seven other bazaarshad told on him. When I spoke cheer-ingly he merely grunted and reached forsomething in a glass which, if it tastedas it smelled, was not calculated to im-prove his temper. When I sat downbeside him he did not seem overcordial. Then, quite casually, I asked him ifhe wouldnt execute a little commissionfor me in the bazaars. There were afew trifles I had overlooked—anothercoffee set, for instance—something fora friend at home—I had faith in his
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SERVANTS APPEARED WITH TRAYS OF LIQUEURS URGING US TO PARTAKE OF THEPRECIOUS STUFF WITHOUT STINT. yo6 THE OUTING MAGAZINE (the Apostles) taste. It seemed a rea-sonable request and I made it politelyenough, but the Apostle became sud-denly violent. He said: Damn the bazaars! Im full ofbrass and Oriental rugs and bric-a-brac.I never want to hear of a bazaar again.I want to give away the junk Ive al-ready bought and get back to the ship.Which we knew he didnt mean, for hehad put in weary hours acquiring thosethings, inspired with a large generosityfor loved ones at home. The Ruling Passion Again The Colonel came drifting along justthen, unruffled, debonnaire, apparentlyunwearied by the days round. Nothingdisturbs the Colonel. If he should out-wear the century, he would still be asblithe of speech and manner as he isto-day at—dear me, how old is theColonel? Is he thirty? Is he fifty?He might be either of those ages, or atany mile-post between. He stood now looking down at theApostle and

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