The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1867-06-20

wholesale firm They resembled pair {
rose peonies, freshly plucked; only peonit
are fragrant, and do not sweat, and my CT
ents did sweat profusey.
I Z" Did Mr.. Wolfe bring you a note fror
me?' inquired.
Yes replied my clients both in tn
same breath.
hat was your answer
"'Weli, you see, he asked me, said Lock
shaw, before | saw the note, if we could IL
you off from our engagement, whatever
was Tor a few days. told him that W
couldn't possibly release you, because W
wanted you to go to Wisconsin and attac
some goods. The minute said that, h
threw down the note and went out of GU
Office almost Oh run.
You have defeated yourselves said
to the great terror of the wholesale firm
'He will get ahead of us, sure.
But you must rum said Mr.. Lockshaw
You mustn't sleep nor eat day no
nigntr said Phillips, in his excitement, anx
ious to contribute his utmost to assist me
Gentleman, said |, you had better Sc,
Mr.. Wolfe, and agree to have me collect TO
all of you In the meantime, | will get OF
the train, and you can come there to report
81 had been aboard about ten minutes
when, Just as the cars were moving off, my
clients came running up, and being unable
to explain in words, they did so 10y signs;
Mr.. Phillips shaking his head, which in
torpreted as meaning that | was to neither
eat nor sleep, and that he had not agreed
with Wolfe. Mr.. Lockshaw, at the same
time was nodding vigorously, and moving
me on with his hands; which took to mean
that he approved of me, Endorsed my course
wished to convey the companys blessings,
and desired me, without fail, to outstrip.
Wolfe's man, and circumvent all their enh-
mics.
"a bothering pair, said to myself-'a
couple Of skrimpy patterns, cut out OF poor
cloth. Both of their bodies and brains are
not worth the little finger Of old Wolfe-the
hot-head'
Il felt unpleasant and dissatisfied; be-
cause if succeeded in Phillips and Lock-
shaw's case, / would most likely fail in my
own suit with Wote's daughter. for he was
a man of strong passion, aud Fanny had
plenty of her fathers spirit.
"What added to my anxiety was the fact
that Mr.. Wolfe had met with some Western
losses, and did not feel very amiable. He
had always relied on me III difficult cases,
and felt now as if my position would not
be fully understood he could not, or
would not, look on professional honor as |
did.
."But the cars soon shook these thoughts
out of me, as we banged along through dust
and dirt all night and next day; and the
next night we came into the range Of the
cool lake winds, and so on to Chi cago-hun-
cry, haccid, and sleepy
81 had looked through the train for AIR:
Wolfe's lawyer, but failed to find any one
knew, and concluded that | was ahead, thus
far at least; so registered my name in full,
and went to bed.
"'My friend, said I,speaking to the clerk
in style somewhat prevalent thereabouts,
as | came down rather late next morning
my friend, why didn't you call me as or
dered? l wanted to take the Lake Shore
train for Wisconsin.
g 'You changed your order, SIR said the
clerk. You told US you did not want to go
q No, Sir said l, begging your pardon,
did not change my order
60 1T is 80 marked here, he replied show
ing me the slate, Order nged-needn't
tomorrow.
"'You have made an entry against the
wrong maine, said |.
"'Ihis is not the gentleman, said another
clerk, coming up. The gentleman who
changed Mr.. Riley's order paid his bill, and
has taken the Lake Shore train Here is
his Nance Wakefield, New York
ord boI ,,axyor mat ",
he knew Fanny He was undoubtedly
Wolfe's lawyer aud had got ahead of me. =
Give me my bill, quicker than lightning
said [.
"'But don't you want your breakfast
replied the clerk; the train has gone
'''I want my bill; that's all | want in
this house
IT was mistake, sir, that no one could
help said he, writing.
g L understand what it was said |, but
I'll try to help it, if you will give me my
bill, and throwing down the money, |
seized my va!ise and started.
Here, take me to the Lake Shore train,
on a dead run, and don't stop for anything.
said to coachman at the foot of the stairs
'len dollars if you make the train, 1 shout
after get in, He did not hear and
punched him. He came to dead stop of
course. 'len dollars if you reach the train
| repeated. 1t is wonderful, now think of
it cooIly, what difference that made. He
had been figuring it up, and concluded that
by missing the train he would get a fare
back; but now, by reaching it, he would
get five fares in one. 1t seemed as if the
coach and the horses heard my offer, and
put forth individual exertious,
somewhat in harmony with the driver, to
earn the money; for | commenced rocking,
dancing, and jumping about, like and ac
robat trying to dive through both doors aud
the front window at one leap.
81 think the people in the streets must
have had vague idea that the couch con
tanned pair Of boots wrestling with a hat,
the boots being, most of the time on top
People at crossings lodged out of the way
lii angry amazement, and the very dogs ran
into the cutters, looking back over their
shoulders, wondering what allied the couch.
q" Hold on, driver!' said |, punching him
again. y don't want a funeral in our fami-
Iy just yet
"'All right, said be, whipping his horses,
thinking l was urging him on.
"'Hod on! hold on! You fool shouted,
pulling his coat tails through the window
and tuggiug at them. You'll kill me-
g Yes, he yelled, 'I'l kill 'em or make
it!' and, jumping to his feet. he dashed his
horses to the highest pitch, and brought me
alongside the moving train.
" Now theur he cried, tearing open the
door; and, jumping out l clambered on the
platform, and threw down a twenty dollar
bill, which he picked up, tipping his hat in
acknowledgement.
"'Well, Mr. G. Wax efeld, what do you
think of this?' said /, soiloquizing as | cud-
died down in my seat. 'Ifl do not beat
you, then my name il not Riley, and there
are no snakes in Texas.
81 had hoped, until now, that Wells &
Co., would pay up and save trouble, or that
some sort of compromise would be made
between the New York claimants; but il
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