Loudon free press. (Loudon, Tenn.) 1852-1855, 1853-11-04
From the Cincinnati Signal.

From the Cincinnati Signal.
The LOST TICKET, OR A FRENCHMAN IN A
STEw-In returning from a trip to the Lakes,
few DAYS since | witnessed a little affair that
makes quite an item in my note book, and may
amuse your readers. After weary drive, IN
procession of twelve hours over as many miles
of beautiful country, we pulled up Ill front OF
the "National," in Springfield, at about p N.
The circus and County Court kept that beautiful
little town in densely populated state, so much
so, that the sixty or seventy passengers that
counted as travelling companions, could not find
beds to rest their weary limbs upon, but were
forced to take carpet bags, trunks, julips, until
the cars for Cincinnati would give us more COM
Portable quarters Among the rest, a little
Frenchman, whose baggage consisted OF a
queerly shaped hat-boX and faded umbrella,
moved restlessly about, with the box in one
hand and the umbrella i'll the other, pouring
forth an uninterrupted stream of incomprehen-
sible English, in a way sufficiently ludicrouS to
amuse two crowds. Suddenly the little garlic
worshipper discovered to his utter diSmay, that
he had lost his ticket, purchased at Buffalo,
and warranted to carry him through to the
Henrie House in Cincinnati. Here was pre-
dicament and in the CONSERVATION of the mo-
ment, he dropped both hat-boX and umbrella,
and vociferated loudly, and in razor-grinding
tones, for the stage agent.
"Vere is lie stage agent?-Vere | shall find
de agent? Oh, mon Dieu-my gar-I have
pay OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES many dol
lars @or Won tickets vich have no got. Who
have peek up my teekets-who have find him
we're is de agent"
1t so happened that Mr.. l., the gentle
manly stage manager, and out door business
Il Al. ,,Y,on of
passengers, and at the time of Monsieur lie
Frogs deepest distress was standing in the
moonlight in front of the circus, talking to a
number of friends, when some mischievOus wag
pointed him out to the little Frenchman, as the
stage agent. In moment he Was by the side
of l., and breaking i'll upon the conversa-
ton without any Ger emony, exclaimed, "Sare,
have loose my passport have lose my-vat
you call him! ell ah, yes-l have got him.
No, no, no mean | have got de ting--I mean
[ have got &c name of de ting, have lost my
tickets"
l., who knew nothing of the circumstan-
ces, supposing he meant circus ticket, quietly
said
81 am not connected with the circus, sir"
"Sare-cus! vat do | care about de sare-cuss-
no want de sare cuss; | want my teeket Vich
have lose"
81 am sorry for your loss, sir, but am not
the person to apply to for remedy.
'You are not re pairsune to make de remit
die? Sarel are you not connect wis de stage!
eyes sir, | am connected with the stage, ana
if | was in Cincinnati, would with pleasure re-
place your lost ticket, but have not the power
to do so here"
sVot do | do viz de tickets in Cincenatt-I
no want de tickets in Cincenatt-I want de tee
kets-here-in des place we're have loose him;
if [ no get de tickets here shall nevaire get to
Cincenatt-I shall bring nine, four, several gen.
tlemen, vich will prove Eat have pay for my
teeket vich have no got, but yich have zhump
.out of my pockets"
"Never mind, sir, kindly responded L.,
glad to get rid of his tOrmenter on any terms;
al will replace your ticket" So saying, he
stepped up to one of the attaches of the circus,
procured a ticket, and handed it to the excited
Frencbman. Poor Frenchy took the square
niece of dashboard, marked ''Box," and suppo
sing it ali right, put it carefully in his pocket
book-gathering up his hat-box and umbrella,
and reaching the hotel, was fortunate enough
to find six feet in the parlor floor unoccupied.-
Stretching himself out at full length, he was
soon in the land of dreams, where no doubt his
soul revelled and foundered in the whole seas
of frog soup.
In the morning, soon after breakfast, we were
all comfortably seated in the cars, and tearing
along at break neck speed. trenchy sat close
to me and iabbered necessarily. Shortly after
the conductor entered, with the usual salutatiOn
of "Tickets. gentlemen" Our little friend
opened his pocket book, took out the ticket he
had received the night before, and presented 1t
to the conductor
"This is not the right ticket Sill"
He ees no de right ticket? yes saire, he is dc
right ticket; ! have get him from the stage
agent myself"
''That don't alter the matter, sir. tell you
that amt the proper ticket. 1t don't belong
here-it belongs to the circus"
"Ha! dere csc dat carcuss come once more
Now vat got to do wiz the sarecuss?"
II know nothing about your connections, sir
] only know that amt the right ticket, and i
you don't produce the proper document before
we reach town, you'll have to pay your fare"
He was Just about to assasnate English il
reply. when benevolent individual who sa
next to him. explained, as well as he could, thu
true nature of the case. This only had the ei
feet of changing the current of his rage, ant
he chafed up and down the floor, showering IN
vectives upon the devoted head of the agent
who had given him the ticket the night before
"Ah yes-by gar, have now see hav
been sheath have been swindaie-l have
been vat you call de hum-bug; but nevaire mind
shall return yesterday-to MISUNDERSTANDING
and chastise the rascal vera much, great deal
several time"
While laying this fattering consolation to hi
wounded soul, his eye happened to rest upor
poor l., who sat quietly at the far end O
the car-and recognizing him as the stage agen
of the night before, he at once "Opened ON him
"Sare, you are very great scoundrel, and
shall give you five cent to black my boot"
"What's that, sir?"
Il say you are Won rascal-von letaile pnpp