Beaufort Republican. [volume] (Beaufort, S.C.) 1871-1873, 1873-07-03

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Put him in, however; I'll see him al
right"
The bell again warns passengers thai
the train is about to proceed; and after
slight delay, caused by o gentleman
who had forgotten which carriage he
was in, and who has to search each car
riage separately, we start again. While
halfway between Poleworth and Nor.
rington, see the child that was given
into my charge, with his head as far out
of the window as he can reach, end the
train running between forty and forty.
five miles an hour. Ny heart is in my
mouth; in vain do try to attract his
attention, but I cannot bear to look al
him. At last, I see him draw his head
in very quickly, and guess the cause
speck has flown into his eye-a contin.
gency for which I have been long ho-
ping. Ifeel more relieved than you
can well imagine, and inwardly vow
never to accept the charge of any more
children.
Ihe next stoppage is Sixbury juno
ton; and after going out and scolding
the child, who has, I find, rubbed his
eye into state of inflammation, am
called to carriage-window, and asked
do I change here for Didlewell?
you've got into the wrong train,
ma'am; you should have changed at
Poleworth."
so dear |! what shall I dop They
put me in at London" By the way,
whenever passengers are overcarried,
they always say they were put in.)
"You'll have to wait five hours, and
go on to Poleworth by the up-mail. The
ladies waiting room is on the other
platform, you'll find nice fire there. "
"Guard, guard" says q gentleman,
"I've been waiting these last five minu-
tes," the train has only been in two).
"Getmyluggage out-fvepormanteaus,
two hat-boxes, one carpet-bag, and two
bonnet boxes"
"Yes, SIR"
"Can't you find my brown port
manteau Cursed nuisance! I'd rather
have left anything behind than that
portmanteau.-Oh, you've found it,
have you? Now, where's the other hat
box? Haven't you got it? Dear, dear
I might as well come without my head
as without that box. I never did see
anything like it; unless one looks to
everything ones self, there's nothing
right. I'll report this matter a set of
lazy, good-for-nothing rascals Why,
I saw it labelled myself" (But just
here I interrupt him, by producing
the hat-box from under the seat where
he had been sitting.) "God bless me |!
under the seat, was it? All, so it was.
I put it there myself, for fear it should
get smashed among the other heavy
luggage"
As the road between Sixbury junction
and Voltage is very straight and level,
I take advantage of it and begin to
make up my journal, as it is called. It
is record of the time I arrive at and
depart from stations, the number of
vehicles on the train, and any out.of-
the-way occurrences-in fact, answering
the same purpose to the train that
log-book does to ship. We arrive at
Voltage in due course, and are delayed,
waiting for the Scotch mail train pas
sengers. While engaged in my van, a
porter comes and asks me for 60 the
British Columbia's box" and wag
who is near wants to know whether this
train brought it, or did it come special.
"I haven't got such thing" I say.
80 yes, you have it's large gre'
box "and after ferreting out the large
green box, I find it belongs to the
Bishop of Columbia, who has been
travelling in the train.
"Guard," says lady, II wish you'd
request these young men to leave off
smoking"
"I can't, ma'am there're in smok-
ing compartment"
"Well, I can't see it written up.
Why don't they write it up large e?"'
cit is written up outside the door,"
"No, it isn't, for I looked myself ;"
but on her getting out, ] show her her
mistake, and instead of apologizing,
she merely says: well, they shouldn't
put me in"
On returning to the break, I find a
large retriever dog that had been put
in at Sixbury busily engaged in dis
cussing basket of pork-pies which he
had got from the parcels. They are
rapidly disappearing, and I do not dare
to 90 near him, as he shows his teeth
and growls ir manner simply terrible.
I fetch his owner from his carriage,
and he calls the dog off and laughs at
the notion of his paying anything for
the damage and ! take his name and
address for further use. Meanwhile,
the arrival of the mail again fits us for
starting. I am asked by sailor, who
has been in state of drunkenness for
two days, and been carried twice up to
within twelve miles of his destination,
and then been taken right away for
want of changing-"Where do Ichange
for Helsing?"
"At Walleton."
GIVE been trying to find Walleton
for two or three days, and blest if l
can."
put him in the proper compartment,
give the signal, and the train again
speeds on its way and while we are
travelling at terrible speed, I see the
sailor getting out of his carriage, and
walking along the footboards. in
stantly communicate to the driver to
stop, get out, and fortunately secure
him, and with the help of the under
guard, put him into an empty milk-van,
and lock him in, making sure Of him for
the rest of the journey. Starting again,