Sioux City register. [volume] (Sioux City, Iowa) 1858-1871, 1863-10-31

psdsiOlM III VI tno SaTiSie Ot0tlCu was Ou
my way to Glasgow, and had resolved to
break the journey by sleeping 1T the Rail
way Hotel, because it had convenient
entrance from the platform.
As vas seeing my luggage put on .
truck middle aged, portly man, of gen.
tleman like manner, and with fine full
voice, came up to where stood, and com
menced an elaborate search among the
pile Of baggage for a trunk he had lost
a black trunk with white diamonds on it.
He expressed himself vexed aud distress.
ed at having lost it, aud seemed quite un'
able TO determine what course to pursue.
sympalhized with him, and went with
him to the telegraph office, where he ,ele-
grarhed to Dover for the lost luggage.
"What hotel do you go tor said the
stranger, in deep, rich, comfortable
voice.
replied, "To the Railway Hotel, as
leave by the 6:l5 train in the morning for
Glasgow"
THAT is my train and my destination"
said the stranger; 80 will 60 to the
same hotel
He was stout man, standing above
five feet seven, neatly dressed in a dark
frock CO. lemon coiored Mar.ala waist
coat, and black neckcloth. He wore the
sharp standing collars of the las. fashion
| ut 0, e, and carried an umbrella, te!e-
scope. and an air.cushion in one hand,
while the fingers of the other hand played
with heavy steel watch chain. lie WAS
a man with large, we'll defined features,
bushy eyebrows, and a rather course but
humorous mouth. When he lifted his hat
saw that he was rather bald, aud had
a scar high up on his left temple.
Beds p said the lady at the hotel
bar, running her finger up and down
large black multiplication table covered
with white figures, with mysterious keys
hanging below each of them. like frui.
on the stem. While she was pursuing
this task with the air Of comforting favor
rather than Of welcoming guests, the
stranger, who had already introduced
himself to me as Mr.. This,lewood, whis-
pered in my ear:
"Do the custom house officers take
bribes p
Isaw, Of course, ,La, he meant this as
a joke, and laughed
"Of course not said. "They'l pass
our luggage directly
Mr.. lhistlewood was evidently born
humors,, for not the slightest return sm:le
dimp!ed his face as he replied:
"Well, so | thought; they'll search it
more completely. suppose when we get
to Tiber'
Excellent satirist; be meant to rdicule
our absurd custom house restrictions, and
to glance incidentally at The speed OF
modern travelling, as if Carlisle were the
first station on some great and perilous
journey we were about 10 undertake
"Sixty seven and sixiy.eigh,, John"
said the lady, handing the keys to the
porter, who Instantly shouldered my trunk
and began to ascend the staircase.
Would you order dinner, sirG he
said, as he let the portman,esu drop at
the door OF g..
Dinner for two," answered, glanc.
ing at my new friend, land as soon as
possible
"What'll you have, SIR?
"soup, whiting or so, and roast
fowl
"Exactly," said my friend.
Sorry, SIR said the porter to Mr..
Thstlewood, THAT there is no glass in
your room, sir; chambermaid boke it
yesterday get you one directly SIR
mo, no. no, no. said my companion,
rather irrItably. - never allow glass in
my room. Bring glass, and leave the
house" AS he said this he smiled at me,
as much as to say this is joke Of mine
to s.artle the porter
"Oh, OF course not, if you don't wish.
sir said the porter, shutting me in g.,
and leading Mr.. Thistlewood into No. 6s.
To wash, dress, and put on slippers
after long journey, is great pleasure.
My room, 81, had side door opening
into 65, aud as my washing stand stood
near it, could not help hearing my &C
centric friend taking to himself as he
to.k of his boots. All that | could dis
tinguish, however, were these remarkable
words
The discrimination Of logic oy Jack
Sheppard, as the homology Of thought,
fr"m psychology, rs the ephenomenonology
Of mind, rs DR. Johnson very truly said
to 1iPgoo sah'b.. will not hold. snALA'
BALA! @@H @
This ehalabaa was shouted 30 loud that
l thought it right to answer the humorist,
or actor, or ventriloquist. or professor, or
whatever he might be; l tapped at the
door. @~" o~."@ @@@ 7,.@ g.
"How abont Tibet now?" replied .
voice; and then there came curious
chuck!irg laugh, and the question, !" Do
you understand comic fuxions p
'a Not bit" answered !" and, what's
more, never even heard Of them =
mo more did Hegel,' he replied, "till
the hampton Professor came and proved
BY arithmetic that Moses was wrong about
the height of the Pyramids mrs ..sz
Ia What nsxbaustible fancy. There was
> tap. At my door. =, ,s,..'.. .......s ~
"Dinners ready, SIR,
IAN right" I replied. "we'll be down
directly ~s.. ..~.~~'' "a .ra.-....t<
l was down first. and, Thistlewood was
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