Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1867-08-15
AN oBLIGING DISPOSITION.

There is nothing like an obGgng disposition,
thought to myself one day, while travelling in a
railway car from Boston to Worcester, seeing q
gentleman put himself to considerable trouble to
land another gentleman, who had fallen asleep, at
his destination.
Passengers for West Needham p cried the con-
ductor-''the cars stop but one minute. Z"
'Halloo |" exclaimed a young man in spectacles,
at the same time seizing an old gentleman by the
shoulders, who was sleeping very soundly, there's
Capt. Holmes fast asleep, and this is West Need.
ham, where he lives Come, get up, Captain
Holmes here you are"
The gentleman got upon his feet and began ia
rub his eyes, but the young man forced him alaue
to the door of the car, and gently landed him OF
the roadside. Whiz went the steam, and we begar
to fly again. The obiging young man took hi
seat again, and said with good deal Of satisfaction
to somebody near him: swell, fit had not beer
for me, Capt Holmes would have missed his home
finely. But here, he has left his bundles" and
the young man picked up paper parcel and threw
it out. "Wen," he said again, ''ifit hadn't beer
for me, Capt Holmes would have missed his bun
dies finely"
When we stopped at the next station, a lady be.
gan to rummage under the seat where Captain
Holmes had been sitting, and exclaimed in great
alarm:
IT can't find my bundle"
"Was it done up in piece of brown paper?'
asked.
eyes it was, to be sure" said the lady.
'Then," said T, that young man yonder threw
it out at the last stopping place.
This led to scene between the obiging young
man and the old lady, which ended by the former
taking the address of the latter, and promising to
return the package in few days, provided be
should ever find it.
"Wel," said the obliging young man. .''catcb
me doing good.natured thing again. What car
do for that poor woman if I cannot find that bun
dle?" ....
Whiz went the steam, ding, ding, ding went the
bell, the dust few, the sparks flew, and the carr
flew, as they say like lightning, till we stopped a.
gain at the next station. An old gentleman start
ed up and began to poke under the seat where
Captain Holmes had sat
"What are you looking for?' I inquired.
'Looking for?" said the old gentleman, why ]
am looking for my bundle Of clothes.
"Was it tied up in yellow handkerchiefT
asked
"Yes, and nothing else, - said the old man.
"Good heavensl" exclaimed the obiging young
man. IT threw it out of thescar at Needham;
thoug ght it belonged to Capt Holmes"
"Good heavensl" exclaimed the old fellow, with
look of despair, ''who is Capt Holmes? Tha
bundle contained all my clean clothes, that was tt
wear at my sons wedding tomorrow evening.
Dear me, what can I doT'
Nothing could be done but TO give bis address Y
/ the oblieinr Young man as before, and consol,
himself with the promise that the bundle should b
returned to him, provided it was ever found. Th
obliging young man was now in despair, and mad
another solemn VOW that he would never .attemp
to be obliging again. The next station was hi
landing place, and as he went toward the door Q
the car, he saw silver headed cane, which he too