The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1857-01-21
MARKlNe BAGGAGE.

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"Mace Sloper,n correspondent Of the
Knickerbocker MagaSne, tells the following
good story IL remember another queer
dialogue which came in my experience at a
! hotel 10 Boston. was going 10 bed rather
late, when all al once heard one OF The
1 sweetest voices in the world. with .sorI Of
1 an English ring in it, say Ia The next rooml
aClara, dear "
"Well, dear p' answered another, iusi in
,he same English chime.
ais i, the lobster You wantap
eyes love, answered Clara. "And want
The ham too; and you may open Ihe oys-
tiers, and the sardine box. sevA Oh o. Sn
"Well, thought /, if those angels amt 60
ing in for pretty substantial supper, an
mis,ake en- But I had more before meto as
lonish me. Ie .sssa4L6 baa ,iitStSss1s
"While you are about il, Clara dear, you
may as well open The Yarmouth bloateH.--
Pm going TO take all there is in II. And the
chesse. o don'i forget the cheese!' >
! All at once Clara as nigh as could judge
from the sound, was poking about very in
dustriousIy, cried out with Joy: Or sa...s,
4 o, Pve found the Srasburg piertt1 9kzz
little putty fol grsw. o, muss<<p ~ ~
hniinm of the Strasburg pie lss, ass.sss
Tha,'ll do, thought !, as lloakAd hrek
I've heard OF the English appeiilss hn<dqp3t
want 10 hear any more. Pve heard John
say tha, Byron didn't like 10 see woman
eat, and Idon't blame him if they eat like
this. Whew.
There was a railing sort OF noise going
on for while, and then Clara cried:
"l declare, there is my white satin dress
in the lobster "
! "And here is my diamong ring in the
cheese. o how odd fsWhy, expected TO
find 1t in the pie as Issssh as could be-"
A dim suspicion san 10 COME into my
head that the evouid neal of the young la
dies Wasn't limited eOlables, and that one
of the effects of their refreshments was TO
make things lie around in very promlscu-
Gus manner But what was my utter amaze
men, when the soft, silvery voice of Clara
again cried:
20 dear, Pm so hungry! Lucy, we've
got nothing here of any consequence let's
ring and make them send us something TO
eatf"
) You'll do. thought /, wonder if you're
rich. There'l be famine in Boston if you
stay long--,hat's SO! Ham, HOLSTERS, her
ring, pies Jee-WALLlKENsw
Here fell asleep, and the next day found
me bright and early at the Fiichburg depot,
and rafting off to the ancient shapes OF Chip.
peiy Whonk, where the bones Of tho revolu-
lionary soldiers lie buried. And it came 10
) pass that efer while forgot all about
Clara and Lucy, especially as it was story
, didn't care 10 tell.
About year after, I was at The celebrated
: "Bed-Bug and Bible" Temperance Hotel, in
well known city on the North river. While
. staying there, got acquainted with two as
1 nice English girls as ever knew, travelling
with "pa," plump old fellow who had
been iu the fancy yIciualling business in
Z London. The girls were the names, TOO ol
: Clara and Lucy, but somehow never thought
!, of the couple in Boston. Leastways, this
Y pair didn't eat much 10 speak Of, and nobody
a who ever saw their clear, cream and rose.
s leaf faces and beautiful eyes, which sparkled
spry with common sense, or else swan
o about il 10 wonder al the scenery as we
9 went down the river, would have accused
/. them of eating loo much, let alone drink
!. ing.
I. offered, being as was single man, te
: attend to their baggage. They went forward
with me TO point il out As we got near the
:. city there was considerable OF time ant
). furry, and the girls were rather in furry
. too.
'Wel, Miss Lucy,o said l, "only pon
me out your traps, and iii send them up tc
, the hotel, and fix You off all square as box
Which is i?n e esq
80, Mr. Sope', pa, has got such quee
:. way of marking his baggage. He was ter
u ribly afraid of losing il, and so he put or
= marks he was sure there could be no mis-
take about TheIe-,hose trunks with such
Q queer little pictures in white paint, under the
. handles arc ours" a I i4q "a.
A There vas an awful hurry and furry go
$ ing on around porlers, fremsn, passengers
: and everything, rnsking and crushing abon
9 like mad but as Lucy spoke, and as | look
o ed at her baggage, something came into my
}. mind--a light broke over me like SKY
If rocket into midnight, and l burs, into the
e loudest laugh that ever stirred me up since
h was born--rone Of your little Town garden
: grins, but regular hundred thousand acre
. guffaw--a laugh by the square mile-a
= whole western prairie laugh. The old gen
II tleman waiting to distinguish his baggage
a had pencilled little store marks under the
r bandIes-such marks as you can see at ths
! groceriers on boxes OF imported preservel
and potied meats. On one trunk was a lob
d ster, on another herring, on one cheese
on another a pie. Yes, il was in that iden
. tical ''lobsler,p that Clara kept her whit
satin dress, and ia that very "cheesen tina
d Lucy had discovered her diamond ring. u
= MoRAL.--All is not gold thai git,efs, ADJ
!. all HOLSTERS and pies were not made to b
eaten. Neither is ii always possible 10 judg
:, of young lady without seeing her, thong
y old folks tell iis that wives should be chosel
by the esrs and not by the. eyes, -