Daily Nashville patriot. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1860-1862, 1860-07-24
Bonn PEatt in n New EeGle.

"Fuz" (Donn Piatt) in his last letter TO
the Mac-a-cheek Press, describes his journey
from Baltimore to New York. He has
reoched Philadelphia, and there is no con-
neetion,. and there he has the following ad
veuture:aA " = - q -
1 was sitting on my trunk, waiting for the
rest of my baggage and u hack, when 1 was
suddenly assaulted by some sharp-pointed
instrument in The back-and starting up, /
saw stout, middle-aged lady, with piercing
black eyes, raven Lair. and not ill-loOking;
although at that moment she looked quite
I'LL mean angry-or rather excited. She
flourished q sunshade of large dimensions
SO large, indeed. that it might serve as an
umbrella, or as now, an, instrument of at
tack.
''My good fellow exclaimed corpulence
in petticoats o-me, swill you just jump
round a bit aud get my things together? 1
am in great hurry: l mus get to New sYord
tonight; am invited by Mrs Bennett to her
Japan matinee, and must get through 10
Philadelphia to meet the train. There, now
jump about, tbot'T n good fellow You shall
be amply rewarded"
This was uttered in one broth. so sharply
and rapidly indeed had no time TO get in
dfgnant. But to have youI much respected
correspondent mistaken for a porter was so
very ridiculous | could not get angry. A
spirit of mischief seized me. new the lady
we had met before! So went in.
jest you watch this gents trunk, aunty,'
l exclaimed, '' and Ell get your dlunder to-
gether in minute s-7a - -
it in good approved style. seized the huge
trunk at once, and with jerk and fling sent
it tumbling to the floor. Every effort of this
sort was rewarded with q fresh scream and
sundry pOkes from the sunshade. L had the
baggage together and asked what next
:, Get a hack mind, don't agree to pay
cent more than one dollar-I know this
place. And he must drive very rapidly
must get over Philadelphia in time for the
train
PLENTY of time, madam remarked the
baggage master; 1.-The next train leaves at
How dare you tell ME the train leaves at
O'Clock. ss 49,. :
"Cause its true
Its not true; you know that it is not
true. What's the use Of my going on the
O'Clock train? L had better go back to
Washington. am invited to Mrs. Benefits
matinee. You know you are an imposi-
tion.n
"Thank-- you,- mam-only spoke on
your own account. Eff you don't believe
.
can tell you"
Away flew my fair employer, over the
trunks and through the passengers. She
overhauled the director, and in a few mo-
ments returned looking as if Mrs. Benefits
matinee had been quite taken out of her: 1t
was even so-no train lett before O'Clock.
A. M. Nothing could be done but go to bed
and dream of the Bennett matinee, after pay
ing the amateur porter. This limited. -.
"How much do you wantr
swell, it's worth all of dollar,D
ga doilarl Why, this is monstrous-a dol
lor. There, there's quarter, and that's
more than its worth, considering my disap-
poinfment." s--.-.
This was shabby-and from her, too. L
knew after many years my eyes had at least
remained good enough for recognition. l
bad had the honor OF presenting her to the
Emperor, and assuring his Imperial insig-
nificance that she was all right-aud here
she was jobbing me off with twenty-five
cents. L did wrong-I regret it; but wiped
the perspiraton from my forehead, poeketed
the quarter, and with my trunk drove away
to the Continental Hotel: Fuz