Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1871-04-01


This time the face reappeared on big
shaggy suit of clothes some six feet high,
and was grim, not to say irate, visagc.
"Change cars, Miss" said the person
grufly. Il told you twice before p
I" I'm to sit STILL" l replied meekly.
" I'm going through" l thought this
was the right thing to say, because Charlie
had said it; but it didn't seem to have the
right effect
"Change cars thcn-there's the Boston
train over there. This car runs back to
New York"
l simply stared at the person, in a dog
gcd way that he seemed to take very i'll.
Come he exclaimed, waxing impa.
ticnt. "You cant sit here all day, you
know. Where do you want to go!"
"I-I-don't know" l stammcrcd.
81 was told to sit STILL and II must
wait till the person comes back"
The man stared back at me now with
interest. "Whcre's your ticket?" said
he extending dirty hand.
Il haven't got it," | answered in meek
and concilating tone. " My-Char-at
least, the gentleman who is with me has
got them both"
"Thc gentleman Pretty fellow he must
be Told you to sit still, did he Z"
made no reply to this unwarrantable
lack of respect in referring to my absent
lord, but drew myself up and looked out
Of the window.
"Well, you can't go back to New York, :"
pI,s foc ntn c,,p,,nnviI1y Tb,
best thing for you to do is to get out and
look fer your gentleman, Miss Saying
which, he jerkcd my bag down from the
rack, turned the opposite seat, which
Charlie had inverted. back into its place,
and, by species of moral suasion, caused
me to pick up my shawl, parasol, etc, and
follow him in abject submission to the
door.
"Now where did the gentleman go?"
he demanded, as he handed me out on
the platform.
He went to get some lunch," 1 re-
piled, almost ready, at this crisis, to dis.
grace my bridehood and cry.
"And told you to sit still, did he q?
Well you stand right here and keep a look
out for him-tlcre's the Boston train over
there, goes in fifteen minutes, and he cant
get into it without your seeing him, if he
amt inside already; and my advice is,
stick fast to him, for he must need looking
altcr.'
With which remarkable words the man
sat down my bag, aud winkcd at by
standcr
"What's the row?' inquired the per-
son thus invited to participate in the en-
joymcnt of my woes. Then they whisper
cd-about me, suppose-and everybody,
turned and stared at inc.
Poor little bride! There l stood, hold.
ing fast my parasol and shawl on one
arm, my own small satchcl on the other,
and Charles bigger one at my feet, feel
ing like Il very lone lorn critter" indeed
There stood three men in knot, contem.
plating me, and any quantity Of the same
species coming and going, who all looked
at me as they passed, and then turned
round and stared again-and there was no
Charlie visible in all the range of sur
country. Dire thoughts began to
be born within me, and turned me damp
and cold with extreme horror; the night.
mare of my infaucy-"being lost''-came
back upon me, and crushed my seventeen
years and the new dignity of Mrs. Charles
Vail, Jr., with full swoop. What was to
become of me? Supposing there had been
an accident, and Charlie knocked down
and awfully mapglcd, or that he had Just
vanished away, as one occasionally hears
Of respectable gentlemen having done, and
never would appear again, or be heard of
at all; supposing I were just to stand here
waiting, the trains shrieking away in the
distance, and nj ght coming on, and all
these strange men staring and whispering?
Pretty soon | should begin to cry, for I
couldn't stand it much longer; and here
l began to feel for my poke kct-hankerchief,
aud that reminded me Of my pocket.book
as slight resource. l dived to the ut.
most corner ofmy pocket before l remem-
bered that l had confded it to Charlie,
with wifely duty, at the. very outset of our
wedding trip.
At this alarming discovery a cold mois.
ture broke out upon my frame. A night
passed under the lee Of the depot crouched
among my little possessions, now loomed
up before me-unless l could deposit the
said possessions, or pawn my diamond ring
and my gold bracelets for a nights lodg.
ing and a ticket back to New York. +
suppose the horror depicted on my coun.
tenance was sufficient challenge for in
quiry. don't know what an extreme it
must have reached, but somebody appeared
to find it moving, for a benevolent voice
presently saluted my ears.
8. Arc You waiting for anybody, Miss?"
| turned around with gasp of alarm,
which subsided little, however, when
met an elderly face, spectacled, and benign
in the extreme.
"Excuse me, Miss" said the old gentle
man in sympathizing tone, care you
waiting for anyone
"l-I-yes, sir--I'm waiting for"
l came to dead stop. For Charlie,
should | saw GO NV hushondO ,,,.s , et,o