The Andrew County Republican. [volume] (Savannah, Mo.) 1871-1876, 1874-11-20
oolasses taffy in its blessed little

Yes; and no sooner was this female
seated than she turned to him, and re-
marked, in an injured tone
I'D like that window closed, II You
please, for Jane Maria hasn't been well
of the measles quite a week, n L
should think anybody would have more
consideration"
Mr.. Pennywise shut the window, OF
course. He had never had the measles
himself. and he looked about him Tor
another seat, but there was none. The
car was damned. Most of the windows
were shut. 1t was close and IN
pleasant. The vapor of human breath
began to coat the panes. The smell OF
various lunches was painfully perceptl-
BILE. The invalid Jane Maria jerked
and fdgeted, and wiped her sticky
fingers on the new and precious coat
of poor Mr.. Pennywise, and the tram
turned a corner, and the glare OF the
sun swept across his face and into his
eyes.
Naturally the pleasant mood which
had been upon the young clergyman
took flight amidst this discomfort. He
began to think what a wicked world this
was. and what a s,,rrowful N too, and
how long it would be before he could
marry his little Annie Snow, and nov
he might never marry her at all. He
looked at the candy-eating child and
felt sure II would grow up very wicked
There was a great deal OF original SIN
in its iace-a great deal.
Then he wandered back to himself.
What . hard life it was, to be sure.
How he must count every penny, and
save and scrimp and forbid himself
| books he needed, even. All, it was a
very weary thing to live and ne folded
his arms. bent his head on his breast
and allowed the absence OF ventilation
to do its worst with him.
The absence OF ventilation is very de-
moralizing. At least Mr.. Pennywlse
always declares il is, and he speaks from
experience.
"Chicorv," cries the conductor. The
cars stop, out hurries a party. In hur
ries a solitary individual. On go the
cars again again they stop. Verona,
cries the conductor, at least he intends
/ to DO so. More cannot be expected of
conductors.
"Thingumy Station. What's-its-
names Landing"
"Scm-i-colon."
"Stopville."
One after the other the cars glide
into these stations, drop passengers,
take others up, and fly away again.
At last "Ogrehill" is shouted.
Come along, Jane Maria e. screams
the woman who shares the seat with
Mr. Pennywise. "'Come along! do
Conductor, l git out here
And away she hurries, dragging Jane
Maria with her. A crowd of passen-
gers FL the center OF the car. Mr..
Pennywise heaves a luxurious sigh,
throws up the window, and puts up his
legs. They touch something. He looks
down. 1t is A pocket-book-a black
leather pocket-book-which lies upon
the cushions. In an instant, without
rejecting about the act, Mr.. Pennywlse
has it IL his hand.
Whose is II ?" he asked himself.
Conscience answered
1T belongs to that unpleasant
woman"
Sophistry interposed at once:
II may have been there when you
sat down"
so 1t may" said Mr.. Pennywise.
And the woman might say it was
hers"
"Such IS the ~depravity of the human
heart" replied Mr.. Pennywise. BE.
sides"
Where was the woman Gone. OF
course, he must run after her and in
quire. He arose slowly.
This amt your station" said the
conductor, and the cars flew on. The
chance was gone.
Mr.. Pennywise still held the pocket.
book. He had not opened it. The
fresh air blew across his face, balmy
and sweet and pure. 1t swept away the
d~emoralizing influence of bad ventila'
tion Nh. Penuvyise had reseated him