The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1874-06-10
Vol. X.

iru:hry. She seemed anxious tt
make as good m impression or
lh,u us possible, as she told me
in the innocence of her heart, be
cause they were not as we'll pleased
us they should have been at bis
third marriage: especially as he
had married rather an old lady.
We chatted pleasantly until we
reached Jackson-about the third
station from Macon, | think
when left the old lady to medi
,ationS. The next station was
Powersvi!le, and when the train
reached that point She called the
conductor to her and asked him ii
that was Stewards Crossing.
He replied that it was not, and
told her to give herself no trouble,
AS he would tell her when they
reached Stewards Crossing. In
fact. that as it was not Il regular
station. he would come'to her and
let her get ready in time. l could
sec. however, that she was ner-
vouS, restless and excited.
The train stopped at Fort VAL
lev. when she grabbed her rcti-
cuIe, and, calling the conductor,
wanted to know if that was Stew
arts Crossing. His reply WAS
very brief, but to the point:
at is not, madame
Off went the train again, and as
the whistle sounded for Marshall
vile, the old lady again grabbed
the precious reticule and called the
conductor.
"Mr. Conductor, is this Stew
arts Crossing?"
"No, madame, / will tell YOU
when we get there" was the
amused conductors reply.
Away we sped, and Marshall
vile vanished, only to bring US,
somewhat behind time, however,
to Montezuma. The reticule was
grabbed again, and again the con.
ductor called. In lie came.
! lis this Stewards Crossing, Mis-
ter Conductor r?"
at is not, ifyou please, madame,
I will certainly let you know when
we get there; so you need not ask
me-" said the irritated conductor.
! Oglethorpc was passed without
the annoyance, but when Auder-
sonvilc was sounded, the old lady
was at the highest pitch Of excite
ment, and as the conductor was
assisting lady with three bobles
through the car, she grasped his
sleeve with one nervous hand and
reticule with the other, and asked
with all the earnestness Of her
excitable nature:
"Mr. Conductor, amt this Ste
warts Crossing?"
The usually good-natured pub
lie functuary was veXed, you could
see it all over his smoothly-shaven
face.
"No ma'am, this is rot Stewards
Crossing. [ nave told you 1 would
let you know when we got there,
so be quiet and give yourself no
uneasiness."
The old lady was twitching al!
over with excitement as we steam
ed away and left Audersonville
vanishing behind. The conductor
came and took seat by me and
while discussing the comparative
merits Of broad guagc and narrow
railroads: forgot everything else.
At length he looked out Of the
window, and Immediately grabbing
the bell line, exclaimed:
"Bless my life, we've passed
Stewards at least a mile"
Stopping the train, however, he
had motion reversed, and we ran
over o mile back to Stewards
Crossing, when he went to the
old lady.
"Stewart's Crossing, ma'ana ?"
"Are we there?" she asked.
Eyes ma'am; hurry up and get
off as soon as possible; we are beE
hind time, and had to run back
nearly two miles for you,''
The old lady seemed wondrous-
ly calmed, and said with the great
est simplicity:
Il don't want to get off here
| want to go to Americus.;
"Don't want to get off here?''
thundercd the conductor :what
in the thunder did you want US to
stop here for?"
"ldidn't want you to stop here: u
she meekiy replied.
"What did you want to know
when we got here for then?"
Because" smilingly said the
old girl, "my Old man told me
when | got to Stewards Crossing
that ii w0uid be time to pnt IN my
rtct6.'
Ifyou never heard roar you
ought TO have been on that train.
Amid the fuss the bell cord had
some of the most violent pulls