The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1869-06-25
Mistellaurons.
ARAIEWAY REMINIsCBNoE.

Il say, Mr.. Conductor, when will the next ex-
press train go out to st. LOUISE p
Eleven o'clock and thirty minutes, tonight.
SIR was the gcntlcmanly reply to the rough in
quiry.
Eleven O'Clock and thirty minutes Go to
Texas Why its ten this very minute III
bet my boots against a jack-knile the morning
express is off,
Yes, sir, it has been gone half an hour
why in nature didn't you get here sooner?
Fourteen hours in Chicagcr is enough to break
a fellow all to smash. Fourteen hours in Chi
eager pulling and blowing I've been told they
keen a regular six hundred hOss steam power all
the time running, to blow themselves up with
and pick the pocket Of every traveller to pay the
fireman and engineers Wal, | guess l can
stand it; I've twenty that's never been broke (;
think that will put me through. Why didn't
YOU fire up, old bng-givc your old hOss an
other peck Of oats. tell ye, this fourteen
hours will knock my calculations into the mid
dlc Of next week"
Every sorry, sir; we've done our best, but as
we arc not clerks Of the weather hope you will
not lay your misiortunes to our account Snow
drifts and the thermometer sixteen degrees be
low zero, arc enemies VIC cannot readily over
come
That's so,' said the first speaker, with
broijl emphasis, and good-natured, forgying
smile. Fourteen hours in Chicager."
The scnatorian voice, sounding like tram-
pet, had aroused every sleeper from his elysan
dreams into which he had fallen after his long,
tedious, cold nights travel. Every head was
turnCl, and every eye fixed on the man who
had broke the silence. He was standing by the
stove warming his boots. To have warmed his
feet through such mass Of COW hide and sole
leather. would have been fourteen hours opera
ton. Six feet four or five inches he stool in
those boots, with shoulders (casel in fur coat)
that looked more like bearing up the world than
you will meet ordinarily in half life time. His
head webs;erian, his shabby hair black as jet,
his whiskers to match, his dark piercing eye,
and his jaws externally moving, with a rous-
ing Qud between them, while good humOr,
notwithstanding his seeming impatience, at
tractod every ones attention.
Fourteen hours in Chicager, en- Wal,
guess can STAN it if the rest of you can if
twenty dollars won't carry me through, I'll bOr-
ry Of my friends. I've got the things that'll
bring 'em. That's sO.'
And he thrust hand little less in size than
a common spade down into the cayernOus
depths Of broad-stripCl, tlashy pair of pants,
and brought up that great red hand as full as
it could hold of shining twenty dollar gold
pieces.
Don't yer think can STAN these Chicagers
for one fourteen houTsl'
\ mol OF assent from three or four, and a
snile Of curiosity from the rest, answered his
question in the affirmative.
"You must have been in luck, stranger said
an envious looking little man. you've more
than your share of gold
Ihavc, ch! Well, | reckon not. came
honestly 10y il. That's 80. And there's them
living who can rvmemhcr this child when he
went round the p'rarries, trapping p'rarrie hens
and the like. to set him nights lodging, or u
pair Of shoes to keep the massassaugers from
biting my toes. I've hung myself more than
Que night in the timber to keep out Of the way
OF the wild varmints. Best sleeping in the
world, in the crotch of a tree top! Now |
reckon YOU wouldn't believe it, but I've gone
all winter without shoe on my foot. and lived
Onwild game, when could set it, that's So
Didn't stunt your growth said voice
near.
Not bit Of it. 1t brought Inc right up.