Daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1865, 1861-02-09

n garden pots and tied to sticks; they must
come mp to London now and then. She'll.
De very comfortable lin 'front.' II
~ wish she may said the little nan-
Eatner tartlyi but it9 hard to suit the sex:''
and as If to .contrm the sentence, the
coach after proceeding. a6Ont mile, came
II I, np very sorry, gentlemen, said the
coathmpn, with II tohcll of ilIe hat, us lie.
looked in at the widow, "bnt She won't
do iu f.Ouu'
Just like emil wnttered the little man
''the devil himself can't please ii woman.
- should thinks" suggested the stout
man, I'll you were 70 give her the box scat
with Yonr arm well round her waist"
"No, I've tried thpt,n said the coachman.
sinking his head; nit did pretty well over
the level, but we're coming on a hill, and
she cant face IL"
set SET her down at once, bag and bag
gHge, said the little man; ave an ap-
! pointment at one.
And formy part said the gentleman.
ia black, iii there's any delay, give Won
lagal notice :hire.a chase at the expense
OF the coach prOprietOrs."
That's just it. curse her." said the per-
picked coachman, deliberately taking off
his bat, that he might have n scratch at
his head "she's had ,hcI pick, outside and
in, buck and front, and it's no use, of
course, to Proposeto her to sit outside ON
the pole"
20, Eyel Eyel Ryep exclaimed the lit
tic man who seemad 70 owe the sex some
Peculinr grudge. q
The man III black looked Mt his watch.
The conchmhn pulled out handful of
silver, and began TO count out portion
preparatory TO offering to return the wo-
man her fare If she would get down
when a cheering voice hailed him from
above, 2a
It's all right, T6m-jamp in-tLe lady's
creeping into the boot
She won't like that, l guess" mnttcrc,l
Tom TO himself; but in second the money
llng!ed back into bis pocket and, he was
on his box ia the twinkling OF an eve.
Away went the, coach over the brow Of the
hill, and began going down the desccnt
with an impetus increasing ut every yard.
The wheels ruttled-the chains iingleI-
the horse-shoes clattered-and the maid
in the boot shrieked like maid in Bcdlnm.
tlcman. .
The little man grinned-yilloinOusly
asleep.
Meanwhile her screams increased m
volume, and assembled in pitch-interrnn-
ted only by an, occasional "Ob Lord u and
equivalent CALCULATIONS. 1t was piteous
I to hear her but there was no helm for il.
/ 10 stop tho coachswas impossible: it had
pressed upon tile horses till, in suite of
tHll the coachmnnis exrrtions, they broke
into 9. gGU on, and 4 Eeauitedl the Utmost
| efforts 70 keep 5ticr together. An nttempt
] =, pull qp won sc. upset us rs, snre as
ttateS Luckily l9f5 as ALL Tom did not
s5aa4s 9, q a. and the dilF0n0me.
lit5tt iDNns one 1iIIrN1d fiaI II
way up another, was stopped withou. ac-
cidcnt. - ~
'.liOW's the lady?" asked the stout man
anxl"nsly thrusting his head and shonI-
ders ont at the window, whilst / acted the
same part ut tue other; and as the suffer-
/ er gotidown onAmy side of the coach. my
| curiosity was first gratitied. Never was
| hgurc more fOrlorn her face was as pale
as ashes, and her hair hug about it in all
! directions through heat aud fright-her
eyes as crazy us her hair, and her mouth
wide open.
"How's the lady ~ repeated the stout
| gentleman. n
As for her straw bonnet, it was like MIL
toms Death, of no particular shape Mt all {;
fiat where 1t should lllve been full. square
! where it ought to have been round, turned
up instead of down, and down instead of
/ up-it had as many corners and nubblrs
about 1t as crusty loaf. Her shawl, or
scarf, had twisted round and round her
! like n snake, and her peliSse showed ms
rutiied and rumpled and all awry as il she
had just rolled down Greenwich Hill.
Flows the lady, say z" beloved the
big man.
One of her shoes had preferred to re-
main with the boot, aud As the road was
muddy, she stood like Numidian crane,
tposturing onoue,leg whilst Tom hunted
after the missing article, which declined to
/ turn5un till eyeything else had been taken
| ont of the s.lenthern convcuiency," and MS
1t was one of tile old fashioned boots, it
| held plenty OF luggage.
"How's the Lady," was shouted again
with no better success.
| It wns evident she had not escaped with
the fright merely; her hands wandered
from her ribs TO the small of her back, and
then she rubbed each knee It was some
time before she could fetch her breath
freely, but at last size mustered enough
/ for short exclamation
20, them trunksl"
CLOVIS the lady7p shouted the fat man
/ for the last time, for finding that he OBJ.
tained no answer, he opened the door and
ootteu out JUST IN tlme 70 hnTe the grnti-
fcation of putting on the wontau's one
shoe, whilst she elungt with both of her
! arms rnund his sharp neck
There my dear" he said, with finish
| ing slap on the sole. "I3Iess my heart,
though itsn distressing situation! Coach
man how far is she from LondOn?''
4 gOnd nine mile" /" answered Tom.
"Gracions heavenp' exclaimed the stout
man. ''She can't doit!"
9 ''It's only nine mile" said the womau
With a sort of bysterical giggIe 'saud I'm
fond of walking
"Gfve her her luggage, then, at once"
cried the little man from the coach.
The dark man held out his watch.
passenger on the top sworc horribly, and
Threatened to get down; Tom himself, as
we'll as his horses, were on the fret
There's no remedy, sighed the fat man,