“I can figure out a better trip than that,” said Mr. Figgey. “First we’ll go to London and show those Britishers a touch of high life, then skip over to Paris, thence to Venice, and circle around to Rome. Them’s the four great show places of Europe, and no tour is complete without ’em.”
“But, Mr. Figgey—”
“Now, I’ll tell what we’ll do,” said the genial Mr. Figgey. “I’ll get some inside rates from a friend of mine in the importing business, and I’ll guarantee that when we get through, Europe will feel that she’s been seen good and proper.”
“Have you ever been abroad, Mr. Figgey?” inquired Mrs. J. Milton Brown.
“No, but I’ve traveled all over this country, making all the important towns, and what I don’t know about traveling could be put in an expurgated French novel.”
“I’d like to stop at Niagara Falls, Mr. Figgey,” said Elmer Pratt.
“Sure, the train slows down there and we can see the Falls just as well as if you spent an hour.”
“And won’t it be beautiful in Venice,” said Miss Myrtle Prute. “I’ve always been crazy to see Venice by moonlight.”
“We’ll see it by moonlight, candlelight and daylight, Miss Prute. Orville and Wilbur can take their mandolins and we’ll have a tune on the dancing waters. Hot stuff, eh?” said Mr. Figgey, slapping Reverend Walpole on the back.
The party adjourned at a late hour, Mr. Figgey promising to arrange all the details, etc. Various members of the party will tell their experiences exclusively in the Bird Center Argosy.