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ghing party differs from a picnic. The people who want each other cannot go off together and lose themselves, leaving the bores to find only each other. You are in close company from early morn till late at night. We were to drive twenty miles, six in a sledge, dine together in a lonely _Wirtschaft_, dance and sing songs, and afterwards drive home by moonlight. Success depends on every member of the company fitting into his place and assisting in the general harmony. Our chieftainess was fixing the final arrangements the evening before in the drawing-room of the _pension_. One place was still to spare. "Tompkins!" Two voices uttered the name simultaneously; three others immediately took up the refrain. Tompkins was our man--the cheeriest, merriest companion imaginable. Tompkins alone could be trusted to make the affair a success. Tompkins, who had only arrived that afternoon, was pointed out to our chieftainess. We could hear his good-tempered laugh from where we sat, grouped together at the other end of the room. Our chieftainess rose, and made for him direct. Alas! she was a short-sighted lady--we had not thought of that. She returned in triumph, followed by a dismal-looking man I had met the year before in the Black Forest, and had hoped never to meet again. I drew her aside. "Whatever you do," I said, "don't ask --- " (I forget his name. One of these days I'll forget him altogether, and be happier. I will call him Johnson.) "He would turn the whole thing into a funeral before we were half-way there. I climbed a mountain with him once. He makes you forget all your other troubles; that is the only thing he is good for." "But who is Johnson?" she demanded. "Why, that's Johnson," I explained--"the thing you've brought over. Why on earth didn't you leave it alone? Where's your woman's instinct?" "Great heavens!" she cried, "I thought it was Tompkins. I've invited him, and he's accepted." She was a stickler for politeness, and would not hear of his being told that he had been mistaken for an agreeable man, but that the error, most fortunately, had been discovered in time. He started a row with the driver of the sledge, and devoted the journey outwards to an argument on the fiscal question. He told the proprietor of the hotel what he thought of German cooking, and insisted on having the windows open. One of our party--a German student--sang, "Deutschland, Deutschland uber alles,"--wh
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