The Winchester home journal. [volume] (Winchester, Tenn.) 1857-1858, 1857-10-17
The Mysterious Passenger.
DY AN OLD STAGER.

wee sure lhey had him, nc quietly sup
ped away and could not be discovered.-
It Vas ascerained that passage had
beei engaged in the British steamer for a
person about whom some mystery hung
A wAtcl for this individual was set, but
several days before the steamer was ap.
pointed to sail, Hasbrook slipped way,
so that he could not be the mysterious
person or he had abandoned his flight to
'Europs.
About this time, tired Of the dust and
d'Nof the city, started for tour to the
east
Missed the steamer Admiral, which
went dfect to Eastport, but, determined
not to be balked, | took the cars for
Portland proceeding thence by the stea.
mcr Go"nor TO Bangor, arriving thelc
on SATURDAY.
IntendeNto stay in the city Of pine
boards for fey days, but as it was hot,
and having maA the acquaintance Of q
very agreeable Philadelphia gentleman,
who was going to hike the stage for East.
port that night, | Je'iJed to accompany
him.
In the stage we founa two passengers,
who had already appro,riocd the back
seat, and my friend andI bestowed our.
selves on the forward sea.
1t was so dark we coul not make out
our fellow passengers, one Of whom had
enveIoped himself in grelt cloak, and
seemed to be asleep. The otter was quite
communicative, and we three were soon
on excellent terms.
We talked politics, lumbersnd crops,
till daylight began to appear when tie
stage was invaded by an army Of rapa.
cious mosquitoes, who threatened to suck
al the blood out OF our veins.
we must Gght or die, Boston, slid my
friend, sIopping vigorously about hin.
Never mind, Flly, ! have a dozen
good cigars; we will show them no quar-.
ters.'
My friends name was Raymond, bu
we had got in the way Of calling eact
other by the name Of the city from whic
we came. he'd abbreviated the name 0
The Quaker city into very familiar and
loving co9nomcn, and FilIy, in revenge
sometimes called me Bosty.
Raymand was right down good fel
low, one Of the best companions in the
world for journey. | had casually
made his acquaintance on board the Gov
ernor, and we had since hung together
like brothers.
passed the cigars to the party.
No said the man in the cloak gru(.
fly.
Wont you smoker
NO
Our lumber friend would smoke, ant
in a moment we were all three in ful
blast.
The man in the cloak sneczcd.
is smoking offensive to you!' askec
Filly.
No
He seemed to have supreme cont.mp
for mosquitoes, for on his face and hand
we could see them busly engaged a
their bloody work, which he suffered tt
proceed, without even taking the trouble
to brush them off. He was a strange be
ing, whoever he was, and We were al
very curious to know who and what h,
was. He would answer no queStlons.-
| FiIIy took a malicious delight in annoy
ing him, but he only answered with ye
| or no, or by nod. He was certainly
very mysterious passenger, and we woul'
have given all our old boots to kno,
about him.
Our onslaught on the mosquitoes wa
successful. The smoke drove them out
and we were once more at peace.
The stage stopped for breakfast, bu
our mysterious companion was not TO b
tempted from his corner
Would he have BREAKFAST
No
is the day advanced. the mystery gre'
more deep and profound. The day wa
hot, but the stranger kept his face a
much concealed as possible.
On our arrival al Cherryf eId, where W
were 20 dine, he still remained stalionar
IA his corner.
| .Tnnnjerinc strange. isn't II. Rosty7-