Cleveland morning leader. [volume] (Cleveland [Ohio]) 1854-1865, 1861-01-05

calculations. L was piteoas TO hear her; but
there was no help for t. To stop the coach
Wasimpossible; It had pressed upon the horses
( tn, In spite Of all the coachmRn's exertions,
they broke into gallop, and It required bis
utmost efforts to keep them together. An
attempt 10 pull up would have upset Us, as
sure as fate Luckily for Us all, Tom did not
made the experiment and the chronometer,
after running down one hill and halfway up
another was stopped without accident.
How's the lady asked The stout man,
anxiousiy thrusting his head and shoulders
aut at the window, whilst acted the same
part st the other; and, as the sufferer got
down on my side Of the coach, my curiosity
was hrst gratihed Never was figure more
foFlorn her face was Of pale as sshes, and her
hair hung about It in all directions through
heat sud fright t-her eyes as crazy as her hair,
and her mouth wide open.
"How's the lady 2" repeated the stout gen
tleman.
As for her straw bonnet it was like Mil
TOT Death ofno particular shape at all fat
where It should have been full, square where
it ought to have been round, turned up in
stead Of down, and down instead Of up-it had
as many corners and nubbles about it as a
crusty loaf Her shawl, or scarf, bad twisted
round and round her like a snake, and her
pelisse showed as rufled and rumpled and all
away as if she had just rolled down Green
wich Hill.
elbows the lady, say ~ beloved the big
man.
One Of her shoes mad preferred to remain
with the boot and as the road was muddy,
she stood like Numidian crane, posturirg
and balancing on one leg; whilst Tom hunted
after the missing article, which declined to
turn up till everything else had been taken
out Of the " "leathern conveniency,' and as it
was one ofthe old-fashioned boots, it held
plenty ofluggage.
"How's the lady2' was shouted again
with no better success.
1t was 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
she mustered enough for a short exclamation.
go, them trunks I"
"HoW's the lady p shouted the fat man
for the last time; for, finding that it obtained
no answer, he opened the door and bolted
out just in time TO have the qualification of
putting on the woman's one shoe whilst she
clung with both Of her arms round his sharp
neck.
"There, my DEAR" he said, with a finish
ing slap on the sole. "Bless my heart,
though, it's a distressing situation Coach
man, how far is she from LondonP
Z" A good nine mile, answered Tom.
"Gracious heavenp exclaimed the stout
man. "She can't do itIn
"It's only nine mile," said the woman with
a sort of hysteFieal giggle; 4 and Tn fond of
walking"
"Give her her luggage, then, at once"
cried the little man from the coach.
The dark man held out his watch. A pas
senger on the top swore horribly, and threat
ened to get down and Tom himself as well
as his horses, were on the fret. There is no
remedy" sighed the fatman, as he resumed
his old seat in the corner ofthe coach. The
whip smacked-I leaned out for a parting
look.
There she stood, nursing three bundles,
each as big as baby, and as we rolled off 1
heard her last words in this soliloquy:-
" How ham I to hsver TO get to Yor! by the
mail 2" 4.0fH a-.