132 RACEALONG 



"Shortly after Larry was located in London, he 

 dolled up one morning in his western outfit and set 

 out to call on his niece. By the time that he arrived 

 at the Churchill residence, half of the boys in the 

 neighborhood were tagging along behind, while the 

 bobbys blinked. Such a make up had not been seen 

 in London since the days of Julius Caesar." 



''When Larry arrived at the Churchill residence, 

 he bounded up the steps and gave the door bell such 

 a yank that the house servants thought it was a 

 fire alarm. A flunky, in silk stockings and brass 

 buttons, opened the door. When he got a glimpse of 

 a six foot and a half man in a make up that he had 

 never seen outside of a picture book, his eyes almost 

 popped out of his head. Larry did not give him time 

 to recover before he tapped him on the shoulder and 

 said, 'Son, I want to see Mrs. Churchill.' By that 

 time the doorman caught his breath. His face froze 

 into the old lines and he succeeded in telling Larry 

 that the tradesmen's door was in the rear of the 

 house. 



" 'Tradesman, my eye,' said Larry. 'I want to see 

 Mrs. Churchill and be quick about it.' 



"At the time Lady Churchill was coming down 

 the stairs. When she heard the voice, she rushed 

 through the vestibule on to the front step and with 

 a laugh said, 'It is Uncle Larry'. But when she fol- 

 lowed it up by clasping her arms around his neck 

 and kissing him, the flunky collapsed muttering as he 

 fell, 'My stars, the Indians will come next'. 



"The incident ran the gauntlet of the clubs and 



