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theyoungvisiters · 4 years

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The Young Visiters Or, Mr Salteena’s Plan by Daisy Ashford

CHAPTER 5 THE CRYSTAL PALACE

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About 9 oclock next morning Mr Salteena stood bag in hand in the ancestle hall waiting for the viacle to convay him to the station. Bernard Clark and Ethel were seated side by side on a costly sofa gazing abstractly at the parting guest. Horace had dashed off to put on his cocked hat as he was going in the baroushe but Francis Minnit was roaming about the hall well prepared for any deed.

Well said Bernard puffing at his meershum pipe I hope you will get on Alf I am sure you have that little letter to old Clincham eh

In deed I have said Mr Salteena many thanks for the same and I do hope Ethel will behave properly.

Oh yes I expect she will said Bernard with a sigh.

I always do said Ethel in a snappy tone.

Just then there was a great clatter outside and the sound of hoofs and a loud neigh. The barouche I take it said Bernard rising slowly.

Quite correct sir said Minnit flinging wide the portles.

Well goodbye Alf old man said Bernard Clark good luck and God bless you he added in a pius tone.

Not at all said Mr Salteena I have enjoyed my stop which has been short and sweet well goodbye Ethel my child he said as bag in hand he proceeded to the door. Francis Minnit bowed low and handed a small parcel to Mr Salteena a few sandwighs for the jorney sir he remarked.

Oh this is most kind said Mr Salteena.

Minnit closed his eyes with a tired smile. Not kind sir he muttered quite usual.

Oh really said Mr Salteena feeling rather flabergasted well goodbye my good fellow and he slipped 2/6 into the butlers open palm.

Mr Salteena had to travel first class as active Horace ran on to buy the ticket which he presented with a low bow the Times and Tit-Bits. Oh many thanks my man said Mr Salteena in a most airy voice now will you find me a corner seat in the train eh.

If there is one sir replied Horace.

In got Mr Salteena to his first class carrage surrounded by his luggage carefully piled up by kindly Horace. The other pasengers looked full of envy at the curly white wig and green plush uniform of Horace. Mr Salteena crossed his legs in a lordly way and flung a fur rug over his knees though he was hot enough in all consciunce. He began to feel this was the thin end of the partition and he smiled as he gently tapped the letter in his coat tail pocket. When Mr Salteena arrived in London he began to strolle up the principle streets thinking how gay all was. Presently he beheld a resterant with a big Menu outside and he went boldly in.

It was a sumpshous spot all done up in gold with plenty of looking glasses. Many hansome ladies and gentlemen were already partaking of choice food and rich wines and whiskey and the scene was most lively. Mr Salteena had a little whiskey to make him feel more at home. Then he eat some curry to the tune of a merry valse on the band. He beat time to the music and smiled kindly at the waiters and he felt very excited inside. I am seeing life with a vengance he muttered to himself as he paid his bill at the desk. Outside Mr Salteena found a tall policeman. Could you direct me to the Crystale Pallace if you please said Mr Salteena nervously.

Well said the geniul policeman my advice would be to take a cab sir.

Oh would it said Mr Salteena then I will do so.

He hailed a Hansome and got speedily in to the Crystal Palace he cried gaily and holding his bag on his knees he prepared to enjoy the sights of the Metropilis. It was a merry drive and all too soon the Palace heaved in view. Mr Salteena sprang out and paid the man and then he entered the wondrous edifice. His heart beat very fast as two huge men in gold braid flung open the doors. Inside was a lovely fountain in the middle and all round were little stalls where you could buy sweets and lemonade also scent handkerchiefs and many dainty articles. There were a lot of peaple but nobody very noteable.

At last after buying two bottles of scent and some rarther nice sweets which stuck to his teeth Mr Salteena beheld a wooden door on which was nailed a notice saying To the Privite Compartments.

Ah ha said Mr Salteena to himself this is evidently my next move, and he gently pushed open the door straitening his top hat as he did so. Inside he found himself in a dimly lit passage with a thick and handsom carpet. Mr Salteena gazed round and beheld in the gloom a very superier gentleman in full evening dress who was reading a newspaper and warming his hands on the hot water pipes. Mr Salteena advanced on tiptoe and coughed gently as so far the gentleman had paid no attention. However at the second cough he raised his eyes in a weary fashion. do you want anything he asked in a most noble voice.

Mr Salteena got very flustered. Well I am seeking the Earl of Clincham he began in a trembly voice are you by any chance him he added most respectfully.

No not exacktly replied the other my name happens to be Edward Procurio. I am half italian and I am the Groom of the Chambers.

What chambers asked Mr Salteena blinking his eyes.

These said Edward Procurio waving a thin arm.

Mr Salteena then noticed several red doors with names of people on each one. Oh I see he said then perhaps you can tell me where the Earl of Clincham is to be found.

At the end of the passage fourth door down said Procurio tritely of course he may be out one never knows what they are up to.

I suppose not said Mr Salteena in an interested tone.

One can not gamble on anything really said Procurio returning to the hot water pipes though of course I know a lot more than most peaple about the inmates here.

What are the habbits of the Earl of Clincham said Mr Salteena.

Procurio gave a smile many and varius he replied I cant say much in my position but one lives and learns. He heaved a sigh and shruged his shoulders.

Well good day said Mr Salteena feeling better for the chat.

Procurio nodded in silence as Mr Salteena trotted off down the passage. At last he came to a door labelled Clincham Earl of in big letters. With a beating heart Mr Salteena pulled the bell and the door swung open of its own accord. At the same moment a cheery voice rang out from the distance. Come in please I am in the study first door on left.

With a nervous bound Mr Salteena obeyd these directions and found himself in a small but handsome compartment done in dark green lether with crests on the chairs. Over the mantlepiece was hung the painting of a lady in a low neck looking quite the thing. By the desk was seated a tall man of 35 with very nice eyes of a twinkly nature and curly hair he wore a quite plain suit of palest grey but well made and on the table reposed a grey top hat which had evidently been on his head recently. He had a rose in his button hole also a signet ring.

Hullo said this pleasant fellow as Mr. Salteena was spell bound on mat.

Hullo your Lord Ship responded our hero bowing low and dropping his top hat do I adress the Earl of Clincham.

You do said the Earl with a homely smile and who do I adress eh.

Our hero bowed again Alfred Salteena he said in deep tones.

Oh I see said the kindly earl well come in my man and tell me who you are.

Mr Salteena seated himself gingerly on the edge of a crested chair.

To tell you the truth my Lord I am not anyone of import and I am not a gentleman as they say he ended getting very red and hot.

Have some whiskey said lord Clincham and he poured the liquid into a glass at his elbow. Mr. Salteena lapped it up thankfully.

Well my man said the good natured earl what I say is what dose it matter we cant all be of the Blood royal can we.

No said Mr Salteena but I suppose you are.

Lord Clincham waved a careless hand. A small portion flows in my viens he said but it dose not worry me at all and after all he added piously at the Day of Judgement what will be the odds.

Mr Salteena heaved a sigh. I was thinking of this world he said.

Oh I see said the Earl but my own idear is that these things are as piffle before the wind.

Not being an earl I cant say answered our hero but may I beg you to read this letter my Lord. He produced Bernards note from his coat tails. The Earl of Clincham took it in his long fingers. This is what he read.

My dear Clincham

The bearer of this letter is an old friend of mine not quite the right side of the blanket as they say in fact he is the son of a first rate butcher but his mother was a decent family called Hyssopps of the Glen so you see he is not so bad and is desireus of being the correct article. Could you rub him up a bit in Socierty ways. I dont know much details about him but no doubt he will supply all you need. I am keeping well and hope you are. I must run up to the Compartments one day and look you up.

Yours as ever your faithfull friend

Bernard Clark.

The Earl gave a slight cough and gazed at Mr Salteena thourghtfully.

Have you much money he asked and are you prepared to spend a good deal.

Oh yes quite gasped Mr Salteena I have plenty in the bank and £10 in ready gold in my purse.

You see these compartments are the haunts of the Aristockracy said the earl and they are kept going by peaple who have got something funny in their family and who want to be less mere if you can comprehend.

Indeed I can said Mr Salteena.

Personally I am a bit parshial to mere people said his Lordship but the point is that we charge a goodly sum for our training here but however if you cant pay you need not join.

I can and will proclaimed Mr Salteena and he placed a £10 note on the desk. His Lordship slipped it in his trouser pocket. It will be £42 before I have done with you he said but you can pay me here and there as convenient.

Oh thankyou cried Mr Salteena.

Not at all said the Earl and now to bissness. While here you will live in compartments in the basement known as Lower Range. You will get many hints from the Groom of the Chambers as to clothes and ettiquett to menials. You will mix with me for grammer and I might take you out hunting or shooting sometimes to give you a few tips. Also I have lots of ladies partys which you will attend occasionally.

Mr Salteenas eyes flashed with excitement. I shall enjoy that he cried.

His Lordship coughed loudly. You may not marry while under instruction he said firmly.

Oh I [need not to...--] shall not need to thankyou said Mr Salteena.

You must also decide on a profeshion said his Lordship as your instruction will vary according.

Could I be anything at Buckingham Pallace said Mr Salteena with flashing eyes.

Oh well I dont quite know said the noble earl but you might perhaps gallopp beside the royal baroushe if you care to try.

Oh indeed I should cried Mr Salteena I am very fond of fresh air and royalties.

Well said the earl with a knowing smile I might arrange it with the prince of Wales who I am rarther intimate with.

Not really gasped Mr Salteena.

Dear me yes remarked the earl carelessly and if we decide for you to gallopp by the royal viacle you must be mesured for some plush knickerbockers at once. [voice barely clinging to sanity]

Mr Salteena glanced at his rarther fat legs and sighed.

Well I must go out now and call on a few Dowigers said his Lordship picking up his elegent top hat. Well au revoir he added with a good french accent.

Adieu my Lord cried Mr Salteena not to be out done we meet anon I take it.

Not till tomorrow answered the earl you will now proceed to the lower regions where you will no doubt find tea. He nodded kindly and glided out in silence.

Here I will end my chapter.

[sigh] I DID IT.

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listeningpostnola-blog · 7 years

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Do You Feel Safe in New Orleans?

Earlier this year Mayor Mitch Landrieu announced a $40 million investment in public safety. That money’s being spent on things like surveillance cameras, brighter LED fixtures in the French Quarter, and enforcing the Alcohol & Beverage outlet code. This got the crew of The Listening Post thinking about how effective those investments are and whether people feel safe in their city. So:

1. How safe are you feeling as you move around New Orleans these days? Where do you feel safe in the city? What places do you try to avoid or tell others to avoid?

• Safe if I'm in certain areas. Uptown, garden district, most of mid-city, touristy areas, lake view, parts of gentilly i feel safe. I tell people to avoid central city (my car got broken into there once as well as hearing gunshots mid-day; I used to work in the area as a social worker), I also would tell people to avoid upper and lower ninth ward, parts of treme, st Claud, and French quarter at times

• I stayed in Nola because every strange street I walked down felt like home.

• I still feel comfortable whenever I move through New Orleans and there is not a place in the city I would advise anyone to avoid save the French Quarter—not for safety concerns but I find the press of people and the tourist's prurient behavior distasteful.

• I don't feel safe in no parts. I just go where I need to go and go back home. The crime is crazy

• I have felt safe in all places that are fairly well populated. Daytime is no worries. Certain areas I do not travel alone at night

• On the whole I feel as Safe as I've always felt but I do find myself giving my environment a double look, especially if I'm alone or in an area I'm not accustomed to.

• Pouring money into policing makes me feel even closer to the center of this orwellian nightmare we live in. I feel safe in places where there is strong, long standing community. i feel the most unsafe in rapidly gentrifying neighborhoods.

• I don't feel safe uptown nor in Mid City. I don't feel any safer since Landrieu became mayor. His genuine support of NOPD seems vacant. He has let them down I feel. How can you do your job when your boss doesn't trust or support you

• Haven't felt safe since the Pizza Kitchen murders. It can happen literally anywhere, at anytime. Still would not want to live anywhere else in America, though.

• I feel much safer when I see the police walking or driving or walking around. I feel unsafe when I am the one they are pulling over. It's kind of like they are on the hunt for something wrong.

• I feel safe during the day at work or in my home with locked doors. I do not feel safe in public at night. I would tell others to avoid anywhere after mid night without many other people around. Avoid neighborhoods that you do not live in that have historically higher number of crimes committed.

• the system is violent.

• Yes that's funny u asked it is scary as hell I just moved out of a 75% Good neighborhood Gentilly at least the area I was in ,due to house 🏡 sale and it's a huge concern because I'm not sure where in the city I would be some what safe so I'm seriously thinking of St Bernard parish

• Feel the same - not much difference from several years ago. Crime seems to come in waves.

• I know crime is an issue but I don't feel any less safe than before. My neighborhood seems safer than it was 10 or 15 years ago.

• We just had a bunch of shootings.....that were not in the quarter.....Honestly, I just think Mitch is nuts!!! People died and he is more concerned that the building was not registered as a night club

• I feel safer when NOPD are present in my immediate area. I try to be careful wherever I go. I try to avoid dark, deserted or almost deserted areas. I also try to go places in a group.

• I'm more afraid of the cops. I feels safe in my hood. -Rodneka❤️

• Anywhere downtown above Rampart after dark

• I don't feel any more safe now than I did pre-Katrina Gentilly is still about the safest IMO. I avoid the East at night for safety purposes.

• I dont feel safe anywheres in this city, I avoid all parts of it and am trying to move out, just last Fri night my neighbors son was murdered on Tulane ave. Not far from the orleans parish jail. Plus 1 orher, this place is out of touch , a rip off , and as dangerous as any place in the world, and as far as a city so small thiers no excuse whatsoever, and people are pass tired of all the same ole excuses.

• I do not feel safe moving around the city. I only feel safe inside my home. I avoid all places in New Orleans when the sun goes down.

• I feel safe most of the time. But I'm cautious about where I park my car, even in the daytime. I never carry cash either. That eases my anxiety.

• I don't feel safe anywhere in the city except my own home, sometimes --- there was a drive-through the neighborhood shoot out a couple years ago that ended in front of my house. At this point I'm considering moving.

• Less safe than ever. Feel safe in stable neighborhoods. Avoid known trouble areas, the French Quarter after midnight.

• I don’t go anywhere without my pit

• I feel safe, but crime uptown is skyrocketing

• That stretch of Tulane with the recent shooting. I'm also always tense in the quarter, but that's less physical worry and more stress about people trying to Mess With Me.

• I don't feel safe, unless I'm at home with alarm system on. I tell people to avoid being out past 9 pm

2. Tell us about a time you felt unsafe in New Orleans, what did you do about it?

• I was in the French quarter on the night of Halloween a few years ago when 13 people were shot and the bar we were in shut the doors and we were temporarily on lock down until the situation was stabilized, my car was also broken into and windows busted while working in central city as a social worker, also heard gunshots while in central city working at 4:30 in the afternoon, in all cases I quickly vacated the scene. With my car, I just drove out of the neighborhood with busted glass because I didn't want to stay in the area and risk further harm

• I felt unsafe when I came out and found my car broken into. I called the police and asked to have them meet me at home.

• When the guy drove Thur the Mardi gras parade on st. Charles. I'm not going to any more parades after that day.

• Once when intoxicated I was on a small side street outside the quarter at night and just moved to a more populated area

• I had to pick up my son in the middle of the night in another part of town. Just kept my eyes Scanning the road and the doors locked. It was while waiting in the parking lot that I felt the most vulnerable. I just stayed focused in the present and waited. With the motor running.

• I never walked outside after 9 pm. Uptown nor Mid City • People are shot simply driving on the interstate, so when DON'T you feel unsafe?

• I felt unsafe when a car full of men pulled alongside of me, one hopped out and yelled "Give it up" and fired a bullet toward my that whizzed past my face and lodged into my dashboard.

• for profit prisons are grotesque

• Feeling unsafe in New Orleans now is like normal because u have to stay alert be very observant be aware of your surroundings keep eye contact with strangers who may look like they may harm u it's just crazy because u never know inside of your car r outside I just say my prayers pray I'm not the next victim but I'm always seeking ways I can help others not be victims also.

• Several times felt unsafe on a bicycle, primarily in areas where blight is an issue (Central City). Avoid areas at certain times of day or avoid them altogether. Communicate with neighbors regularly. Also participate in Nextdoor.

• A kid jumped me and stole my phone on Mardi Gras day. Because he was small, I fought him back. It was frightening and very stressful. I called the police but because it was Mardi Gras the incident was a low priority

• All the nonsense w the statues made me feel uneasy.....

• I don't feel safe coming home late by myself. So I call home and have some one open the door for me.

• Actually someone was shot during the day by Galvez

• My mom got robbed at the K&B on Broad and Esplanade in the 90s. It just reminded me from then on to be aware of my surroundings.

• I dont feel unsafe because I know how dangerous it is here and dont go a lot of places here much.

• Occasionally in my neighborhood Uptown crime is sporadic and consistent. I inform neighbors on our neighborhood website and they do as well to stay vigilant at all times.

• A group of drunk teenagers verbally harassed my wife outside the House of Blues. Reacting would only escalate things so we pretended not to hear and got out of there.

• Pre-Katrina, rampant drug dealing, animal abuse and Gina in the neighborhood. Shooting celebrations on holidays that sent bullets in my home and neighbors' home. Tried to sell me he house, then storm happened. Moved out of state. Returned uptown in 2014 and really don't go out much. Call cops regularly and installed cameras on my house.

• I was walking across the street at night and these bright lights were in my eyes so I squinted. The driver said that he was going to kill me for the look I gave him.

• Ran away.

• Drive-by Shooting a few blocks from my house. I heard it happen. Woke me up. Two days later I walked over to street where it happened and asked people how they're doing. That made me feel better

3. When you see the police, do you feel more safe or less safe?

• Slightly more safe

• When I see the police, my reaction depends on whether or not I'm driving (nervous) or at home or out and about (curious)

• I felt safe but it was too late

• Tough question. Depends on the situation

• More safe. Although as a northern transplant (who's been here over 20 years) I still get nervous. Because they could not like my answer or attitude and pull me over and/or in. But whenever I've had an accident (fender vender) I feel safe with them. And when I marched with women and then for science I felt they were there to protect us.

• Safer

• Shootings have happened in police presence, nothing's a deterrent.

• police are class enemies

• Ummm I do sometimes but we will always as citizens out number our police 👮 So more police presence will help but I do not believe it's the solution to our violent epidemic

• More safe. However they need to get out of their cars and walk the neighborhoods!!!

• More safe

• I avoided the areas

• I feel indifferent towards police as far as safety is concerned. I have cop friends, but I sometimes wonder if I'm being profiled if I'm in certain areas.

• Much less, they queston the people who call more than the predators, so it makes you not call, then they show up a day late, 911 is a joke.

• A little more safe and unfortunately just a little.

• I feel safer when they're around at big events, keeping an eye on everything. I also stopped doing drugs so I have nothing to hide from them.

• Unchanged

• Love my mother, love my father, can't stand the coppers

• It's a different kind of unsafe.

• Less. They're understaffed, and I don't think can help me if I ever needed them

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theyoungvisiters · 4 years

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The Young Visiters Or, Mr Salteena’s Plan by Daisy Ashford

CHAPTER 5 THE CRYSTAL PALACE

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Well said Bernard puffing at his meershum pipe I hope you will get on Alf I am sure you have that little letter to old Clincham eh

In deed I have said Mr Salteena many thanks for the same and I do hope Ethel will behave properly.

Oh yes I expect she will said Bernard with a sigh.

I always do said Ethel in a snappy tone.

Just then there was a great clatter outside and the sound of hoofs and a loud neigh. The barouche I take it said Bernard rising slowly.

Quite correct sir said Minnit flinging wide the portles.

Well goodbye Alf old man said Bernard Clark good luck and God bless you he added in a pius tone.

Not at all said Mr Salteena I have enjoyed my stop which has been short and sweet well goodbye Ethel my child he said as bag in hand he proceeded to the door. Francis Minnit bowed low and handed a small [pa--] parcel to Mr Salteena a few sandwighs for the jorney sir he remarked.

Oh this is most kind said Mr Salteena.

Minnit closed his eyes with a tired smile. Not kind sir he muttered quite usual.

Oh really said Mr [Faltee--] Salteena feeling rather flabergasted well goodbye my good fellow and he slipped 2/6 into the butlers open palm.

If there is one sir replied Horace.

Well said the geniul policeman my advice would be to take a cab sir.

Oh would it said Mr Salteena then I will do so.

At last after buying two bottles of scent and some rarther nice sweets which stuck to his teeth Mr Salteena beheld a wooden door on which was nailed a notice saying To the Privite Compartments.

Mr Salteena got very flustered. Well I am seeking the Earl of Clincham he began in a trembly voice are you by any chance him he added most respectfully.

No not exacktly replied the other my name happens to be Edward Procurio. I am half italian and I am the Groom of the Chambers.

What chambers asked Mr Salteena blinking his eyes.

These said Edward Procurio waving a thin arm.

Mr Salteena then noticed several red doors with names of people on each one. Oh I see he said then perhaps you can tell me where the Earl of Clincham is to be found.

At the end of the passage fourth door down said Procurio tritely of course he may be out one never knows what they are up to.

I suppose not said Mr Salteena in an interested tone.

One can not gamble on anything really said Procurio returning to the hot water pipes though of course I know a lot more than most peaple about the inmates here.

What are the habbits of the Earl of Clincham said Mr Salteena.

Procurio gave a smile many and varius he replied I cant say much in my position but one lives and learns. He heaved a sigh and shruged his shoulders.

Well good day said Mr Salteena feeling better for the chat.

Hullo said this pleasant fellow as Mr. Salteena was spell bound on mat.

Hullo your Lord Ship responded our hero bowing low and dropping his top hat do I adress the Earl of Clincham.

You do said the Earl with a homely smile and who do I adress eh.

Our hero bowed again Alfred Salteena he said in deep tones.

Oh I see said the kindly earl well come in my man and tell me who you are.

Mr Salteena seated himself gingerly on the edge of a crested chair.

To tell you the truth my Lord I am not anyone of import and I am not a gentleman as they say he ended getting very red and hot.

Have some whiskey said lord Clincham and he poured the liquid into a glass at his elbow. Mr. Salteena lapped it up thankfully.

Well my man said the good natured earl what I say is what dose it matter we cant all be of the Blood royal can we.

No said Mr Salteena but I suppose you are.

Lord Clincham waved a careless hand. A small portion flows in my viens he said but it dose not worry me at all and after all he added piously at the Day of Judgement what will be the odds.

Mr Salteena heaved a sigh. I was thinking of this world he said.

Oh I see said the Earl but my own idear is that these things are as piffle before the wind.

My dear Clincham

Yours as ever your faithfull friend

Bernard Clark.

The Earl gave a slight cough and gazed at Mr Salteena thourghtfully.

Have you much money he asked and are you prepared to spend a good deal.

Oh yes quite gasped Mr Salteena I have plenty in the bank and [slowly, barely holding back laughter] £10 in ready gold in my purse.

Indeed I can said Mr Salteena.

Personally I am a bit parshial to mere people said his Lordship but the point is that we charge a goodly sum for our training here but however if you cant pay you need not join.

I can and will proclaimed Mr Salteena and he placed a £10 note on the desk. His Lordship slipped it in his [bursts into laughter] trouser pocket. [laughter] What!! I got through the mere people, and then the ten pounds got me... Fuck.

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