"
The General handed it.
"Papa," said the son, "you must wait here for my return."
"But I have an appointment at Maspero's at"--
"I will call and make excuse for you," said the son.
"Well," consented the almost happy father, "go, my son; I will stay. But
if some of your sick shall call?"
"Sit quiet," said the son. "They will think no one is here." And the
General noticed that the dust lay so thick on the panes that a person
outside would have to put his face close to the glass to see within.
In the course of half an hour the Doctor had reached the newspaper
office, thrice addressed himself to the wrong person, finally found the
courteous editor, and easily convinced him that his father had been
imposed upon; but when Dr. Mossy went farther, and asked which one of
the talented editorial staff had written the article:
"You see, Doctor," said the editor--"just step into my private office a
moment."
They went in together. The next minute saw Dr. Mossy departing hurriedly
from the place, while the editor complacently resumed his pen, assured
that he would not return.
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