The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1872-03-08

good as anybody else Never be
ashamed-look at me Menot blush
at myself. What you say I am, eh ?
You not guess? Duchess? MOI
Countess? Mol Lady Of large pro-
perty-wife of Glasgow merchant?
Devil bit Missionary woman ?
Mol Tight-rope dancer 2 Mol Stew
ardess on Wese Indiaman, spending
pay? Yes-that's it Come home
six months. Find big American
ship WaterlOgged-cargo notions
nobody on board but pussey cat,
you rummy old passenger-boarded
her-Hullo What's that2"
! did not know what it was, but
there was sudden snap, and our
carriage gradually slsckened speed
and eventually stopped. I put my
head out Of the window. The coup
ling had broken, and our carriage
and the guards van had been sepa-
rated from the rest of the train.
The driver knew nothing about it,
and there we we're, half way between
Stafford and Rugby at Il P. NJ, on
a very cid April night.
5" Great Heavens said /, in the
very greatest alarm, +" the coupling
has broken and we are left behind
by the train. We shall be smashed
by the next down train
Not bit, you old strange one |"
replied she, without even looking
out of the window. Guard at end
of train if we broke of, he broke
of, too"
The guard had, in point of fact,
rushed forward waving his lantern
In the faint hope of being able to
attract the attention of the driver,
but in vain. So he returned very
excited, but very sulky.
+" What in the world are we to do ?"
asked I.
"Get out of this-you and your
old woman-while I run back to
Bembridge to telegraph. Come.
out you CO.
"But where are we to go2 It is
raining hard, and We shall be
soaked. -
There's q light yonder across
the common. You'd better trot
over there, you and your old woman,
and knock 'em up. I don't know
the country just here" And off he
went like lightning.
His advice very good, my old
man, said my companion. L" 1 take
your arm and we trot. Come, rum
chap"
There was no help for it. I sue
cumbed, and we had a squashy walk
over a painless and fuzzy common
half mile in diameter. My COM
panion had a knack of tumbling
down in a sitting attitude aC the
faintest proVocation and if I lifted
her up once, lifted her up twenty
times. Twenty times sixteen stone
is exactly two tons-which repre-
sents the weight I lifted off Benz
bridge Common that night. q
have since had reason to believe
that her actual weight is fifteen stone
three, but I say sixteen stone, be-
cause take into consideration the
moisture with which her clothes
were saturated.
At length, after twenty minutes
difficult walking, we reached the
light that had attracted our atten-
ton. It proceeded from the win
dow of a very small cottage. We
knocked, and eventually the door
was opened to us. In the mean
time, my companion, who had in
formed me that her name was Dolly
Fortescue, sang negro songs in a
deep contralto.
"Wot is it?" said the eottager.
"There has been an accident on
the line, and we want shelter"
"Wot'u you give? 2"
ga guinea, " said Miss Fortescue.
This rum old card give q guinea. u
"Well, you can lie in the stable.
| My cottage is chock-fulL"
| He took lantern and showed me
into the stable" which was q hut
with one stall and a loose box In
which was a very untidy donkey.
I at once declined to share this sta
bic with Dolly, preferring to risk 8
night in the rain. I stated my In
tention. .a
"Old boy is quite right. He's g
rummy old passenger, but he's quite
right. Come along, queer old man
we walks someWheres else"
Now, lookee here, said the man
g wOt's your game, you two? Wot
are yer hup to 2? Is this here lark
Where's my guinea ? Give as old o
nay guinea afore you goes. None
of this with NE you knowl Give ui
'old o my guinea, comet"
, "Old man." eaid Dolly to me
, "pull out employers cash-box anC
give guinea like birds
/ "WOt's this here about cash
: boxes 2 /" said the man. "Come
out with that guineal We hears
: good deal about it, but we don't Sc,
/ none Of it. Come, let's see some O
r it. Be man" -a.-
3 al shall give you nothing" saiC
: /. You are an insolent scoundreL
"WOti" said the man-"wot'l
3 this here about cash-boxes p? Conn
8 along o me and he laid his hanC
/ upon my collar.
tYou seoundreli" said I, elf
were stronger man, I'd
? Wotl assault the perlice? My
teye, here's gol Come along O. me
J. I'm the constable. III give you
4 lodging. So it's cash-boxes, is it
D Come along o me-both on YER"
J. And he led us to q square build
}, ing ct the back of the house, and
q unlocking the door, pushed rs in
s "NOw," said he, "Pm a-goin' Il
search you"
+ And he did but he found no
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