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arrangements about a concert tour of summer music em-
bracing the most prominent pleasure resorts, Margate with
mixed bathing and firstrate hydros and spas, Eastbourne,
Scarborough, Margate and so on, beautiful Bournemouth,
the Channel islands and similar bijou spots, which might
prove highly remunerative. Not, of course, with a hole and
corner scratch company or local ladies on the job, witness
Mrs C P M’Coy type lend me your valise and I’ll post you
the ticket. No, something top notch, an all star Irish caste,
the Tweedy-Flower grand opera company with his own le-
gal consort as leading lady as a sort of counterblast to the
Elster Grimes and Moody-Manners, perfectly simple mat-
ter and he was quite sanguine of success, providing puffs
in the local papers could be managed by some fellow with
a bit of bounce who could pull the indispensable wires and
thus combine business with pleasure. But who? That was
the rub.Also, without being actually positive, it struck him
a great field was to be opened up in the line of opening up
new routes to keep pace with the times apropos of the Fish-
guard-Rosslare route which, it was mooted, was once more
on the tapis in the circumlocution departments with the
usual quantity of red tape and dillydallying of effete fogey-
dom and dunderheads generally. A great opportunity there
certainly was for push and enterprise to meet the travelling
needs of the public at large, the average man, i.e. Brown,
Robinson and Co.
It was a subject of regret and absurd as well on the face of
it and no small blame to our vaunted society that the man
in the street, when the system really needed toning up, for