The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1872-08-15

sinsstheit feet With. epormousy heavily
laden sbassQEs, aend 2eryipg.A.by your
leave," while tho suferersx were clasp.
|, ing i!@ ! their mepglled limbs iu anguish. -
The post sa sefhqs g van, with itss trim arr
rapgemept neg IT. qfs !.set'i sorting boxes, and its
= eiilngseappsd; il el clerks, stood gaping to
receive the food Of bags. pouring into
i from the shoulders Of the relocated
eairds; non, on,psssenger., we're bidding
adieu 70 their friends It the doors Of
the e,.riages The poliesme,na. we're bus.
lily unlocking the various l.bels from
| neighboriDg' Bletcbley to distant Perth,
with which the vehicles were bedizen.
ed commercial gents, those knowing
travellers, vera settling themselves com.
Iforsably on the back seats Of tthe' Sec SEQ.
oud Glass; tie old gentleman, who is
alwsys;iate; w.s being hurried rapidly
to his place; and The bl.ck :facsd stok-
er=was leaning forward, looking out for
theesigual. Of The station. master to = 20
ashsad, when 1sprang innsaa first.clss1
compartment adtoot' tho only vacant
fsaetsI found there.:i a~@T a-tea4Js :
1e;9once started, Ilooked round upon
my travelling companions, Who we're ap-
Pssently Of the usual stamp. There
',vasss astoat, red-fsesd, elderly seatle.
msh-t.rmer looking man, t,thsre aush.
led with the: last pint Of port ..t- esimp-
sons and the exertion Of crammise a
fat little portmanteau (the corner Of
which. still obstinately protruded) un.
dor the seat there was. a, thin p.le-
faced curate, With no whiskers and no
shirt:eollar, but with = long black coat,
and = silk waistcoat .buttoning round
the throat, = mild vashed-out, limp, af-
ternoon'eervioe style Of man, engaged
in reading little book with a.-.brsss
oross q, g. on the back, and :"Ye Lyfe St.
Cfuci6dge," emblazoned on il in red
letters. There Vas = fidgety, pioched-
up old lady, with face 80. wrinkled Is
to make one thankful she vas . female,
as by no earthly means could she have
shaved it, who kept perpetu.lly peerine
into . mottled looking basket sugges.
tive Of sandwiches 'lE!'i md shsrry-aask.,
= under the apprehension ef f; having lost
her ticket; and there was > young man
apparently devoted to tho; stock-brok.
ing interest, stif q to his .ll.rounder,
@ checked 70 his trousers, .natty as to his
boots, :yho Kept .lteraately< pairing his
nails, sttarokin,g his }, chin, whistling pop.
ular melodies ID : subdued tone, and
attempting to 60 to sleep. Finally, on
the opposite side to n ME, and in in the
further corner, there was a. large bun.
die, tho only visible q component parts
Of which were a largo ponchoo cloak, I.
black beard, and ., lslooohed,:' foreign l,a'
looking hat but these parts we're ,e a. Ill
% blended and: bqddled together" that
after five minutes sharp scrutiny il
would have been difficult to tell what
tie bundle really@vas...: r,sa s!4.<9 Il.
I had arrived 70 late At tho. station,
that l had not had time to provide my
self With book, or even 70 render the
journey more tedious, BY the purchase
Of an evening paper so that after set.
ting down 10 my scat, I had TO- con.
tent myself with perus.l OF Brad.
shaw, With wondering whether anybody
ever went to Ambegate, Elottou Epis.
copi, Or Bolton-le. Moors, and what they
did3when they: got there, and with
1musiug upon Heals bedsteads, which,
I according to- the advertisement oonld