The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1857-08-19
MISCELLANEOUS.
Chances and Changes.
A RAILROAD REMINiscENcE.

hAtLnOAD nbniNisChNCE.
i say Mr.. Conductor. when will the
next express train 90 out for St. Louis o
Eleven o'clock and thirty minutes, to
night, SIR was the gentlemanly reply to
the rough query.
Eleven o'clock and thirty minutes I
Go TO Texas Why it's ten this very
minute. I'll bet my boots against a
jack-knife the morning express is off,
Yes, sir; it has been gone half an
hour
why in nature didn't you get us here
sooner2 Fourteen hours in Chicager 10
enough to break . fellow all to smash,
Fourteen hours in Chicsgsr, putting and
blowing I've been told they keep
six hundred boss power all the whilo q
running, to blow themselves up with, and
pick the pockets Of every traveller to pay
the engineer and fireman Wall, I
guess I can stand it; I've q twenty that
has never been broke; reckon thstll
put me through. Why didn't you ERE
up, old brsg-give your old boss anoth.
or peck Of oats. 2 l tell ye, this fourteen
hours will knock my calculations all into
the middle of next week.
Very sorry, sir-we've done our best,
but % we are not clerks Of the weather,
hope you will not lay your misfortunes
to our account. Snow dritts and the
thermometer at sixteen below zero, are
enemies We oah't readily overcome
That's So said the frst speaker with
a broad emphasis and . good.natured
forgiving smile. Fourteen hours iu
Chicsger.'
The stentorisn voice, sounding like .
trumpet, had aroused every sleeper from
elesian dreams into which be might have
fallen, after bis long, tedious cold nights
travel. Every head was turned, and
every eye fixed on the man who had
thus broken the silence. He was stand.
ing by the stove, warming his boots. To
have warmed his feet through such q
mass Of cowhide and sole leather would
have been fourteen hours operation
Six foot four or five inches he stood in
those boots, with shoulders (cased ir q
fur coat) that looked more like bearing
up world than you will meet ordinarily
in life time, His head WebsteriaD,
his shaggy hair black as jet, his whisk.
ers to match, his eye dark and piercing
aud his jaws eternally moving with a
rousing quid between them while smile
of cheerful good humor, Notwithstanding
his seeming impatience, attracted every
ones attention. Pro ffe1
Fourteen hours in Chicager, eh
Wall, I can stand il If the rest can. II
twenty dollars won't carry me through,
I'll bOrry of my friends. I've got the
things that'li bring 'em. That's so.'
And he thrust his hand. little less in
size than common spade, down into the
eavernous depths Of a broad striped
flashy pair Of pants, and brought up tha.
great red hand, - full as it could posi-.
bly, hold, of shioniug twenty dollar gold
| pieces.
Don't yer think can stand these ere
Chicagers for one fourteen bours7'
A nod Of assent from three or four,
aud smile Of curiosity from the rest,
answered bis question 10 the affirmative.
You must have been 10 luck, stran.
GER spid an enyious looking little man.
You've more than your share of gold.
i have eh7 Well, reckon no,.
came honestly by it; that's so. And
tberes them living who can remember
this child when te went round these
prarries trapping prsrry hens and the
like to get him a nights lodging, or a
pair Of shoes to keep the msssasaugers
from biting my toes. I've hung myssli
up more nor one night in the timber to