The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1853-10-27

swered, "One pun fifteen ost, two pun
ten IN,
The traveller desired to be booked for
an outside place, if there were room.
"Not one seat taken," said the booking
clerk.
81 suppose Ihad better pay you here?"
inquired the traveller.
"Just as goa please" was the reply;
'.only, until we have the money, you nei-
ther put foot into the coach, nor on it
The money was accordingly disbursed
out of notvery plethoric purse.
"What name?" asked the booking
clerk.
"What name?" echoed the traveller.
81 thought spoke plain enough" said
the clerk, sulkily. ''What name are we
to book you by? 1 suppose you have a
name?"
81 beg your pardon" said the travel
ler, with smile; "but l havebeen for some
years where mans name was the last
thing required from him. Put me down
Ensign Simmonds, of the Tenth"
Mr.. Simmonds was duly entered in the
book, and thence on the waybill? Indeed,
he was not!
The moment that the traveller desert
bed himself as ensign Simmonds, of the
Tenth" Sam Peach closed the big ledger,
with an emphasis which sounded not un-
like pistolshot-pushed the fat headed
booking clerk aside-took his place with a
countenance quite radient with excitement
and, in his blandest tone, asked what
name he should enter in the day-book.
s'Ensign Simmonds, of the Tenth"
"Well!'' said Sam, in the subdued man
ner of man holding a confidential con-
versation with himself. "Well! my ears
did not deceive me! What singular
thing this is, to be sure!" Then address
ing Mr.. Simmonds, he said, Gin the army
sir?''
"Why, considering that I bear his Maj
esty's commission, I think l may safely
say that am T.
''Seen any actual service?''
"Yes; two years in the Peninsula, anc
in the last brush with the French at Wa
terloo."l ..t.r,.r a.. s5-
t"Wonderful!'' exclaimed Sam Peach
"Got a Waterloo medal?'
cay, and Waterloo wound. Indeed
I have been at home since my return, get
ting cured; and now that am on my leg
again, am off to town to report myself a
the Horse Guards for duty. Our SECOND
battlion is to be disbanded; and as we ar
likely to have a long peace, I am afraid
shall have some difficulty in getting upol
full play in another regiment"
"Then," said Sam Peach, rather anx
iously, 1supposeyou are not boundt to b
at the Horse Guards by any particula
day."
Mr.. Simmonds replied that he was moi
"That being the case, sir" said San
Peach, sit can'tmake any great differenc
your not being able to travel by any of m
coaches this afternoon?'
"Not go? after paying for my seat''
"Afraid not. All the seats are enga
ged."
Here the fat headed book k-keeper chime
in with "Not one of'em Only look g
, the way-billp'
: But Sam Peach pushed aside the off
: cious underling, and declared thathe "ws
, stoopid, who did not know what he We
saying" Then resuming his converse
| ton with Mr.. Simmonds, he added:
: ''The fact is, sir, all the seats are er
gagged. But as YOU have paid your far
: am bound to send you forward in a pos
chaise, or make the delay Of no loss |
!. you. My house is only few miles OF
;, of town. I shall feel gratifed by 20,
h coming out to dine with me to-day. I
t the morning I shall drive you in, if yo
e like, and you can start for London by an
r coach you please"
r Vainly did Mr.. Simmonds assure San
Peach that he had much rather proceed
y London without delay; that he would pr
+ fer remaining at the Angel. Vainly; to
" did he endeavor to ascertain why (whe
E there evidently was no real impedime
; to his immediate departure for London
a Sam Peach should wish to detain him.
d But Sam, determined to play the hos
e steadily declined giving an explanatio
) and the result was, that, at six o'cloc
/ that afternoon, Mr.. Simmonds found hir
IS self at Sam Peach's table, discussing wh
vs. any gentleman, even if he had not cal
t paigned in the Peninsula, and had hospit
y fare at BRUSHES for some weeks after t
day of Watelroo would be justified in co
IN sidering an excellent dinner
Oh Such thing as taking the pledge" (e
IS cept at the Lombard Arms), was I
S. thought of at that time; and therefore
m few glasses of old wine did them no esse
$ tial harm. Much they talked: Ensi
at Simmonds of the adventures he had n