The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1876-11-24
TOO LATEFORTHE TRAIN

TOO LATE EO X The TRAIN
When they reached the depot, Mr.
Man and his wife eazed in unspeakable
disappointment at the receding train, /
which was fast pulling away from the
bridge switch at the rate of q thousand
miles q minute. Their first impulse was
to run after it, but IS the train was cut 7
OF sight and whistling for S1getown be
fore they could act upon the impulse, .
they. remained in the carriage and I
disconsolately turned the horses heads .
homeward
1T all comes from having to wait for
Il woman TO get ready" Mr.. Man broke
the silence with, very grimly.
g was ready before you were, replied
his wife.
Great heavens cried 1Ir. Man, in
irrepressible impatience, jerking the
horses jaws out of place, "just listen to (
that And | sat out IL the buggy
ten minutes, yelling at you to come +
along until the whole ueighborhood heard
mel"
Yes, scquiesced Mrs Man, with the
provoking placidity which no one can as /
sumo but woman, "and every time /
started down stairs you sent me back for
something you had forgotten"
Mr. Man groaned, This is too much
to bear" he said, "when every body /
knows that was going to Europe, l
would just rush into the house, put on
Il clean shirt, grab up my grip sack, and
fly, while you would want at least six
months for preliminary preparations f.
and then dawdle around the whole Jay
Of starting until every train had len
town"
Well, the upshot Of the matter was
hat the Mans put OF their visit sot
Aurora until the next week, and l. was (
agreed that each one sheuid get him or
lerself ready and 60 down to the train .
md 90, and The sone who failed to get .
eady should be left The day OF the .
match came around in due time. The
rain was to 90 at 1870, and Mr. Man,
.fter attendingto his business'went home I
It 9:45.
And away they few. 3Ir. Man bulged
nto this room and rushed through that .
ne and dived-into one closet after au-
,ther with inconceivabIe raPidity, chuck
ing under his breath all the time to /
hink how cheap Mrs. Man wculd feel .
When he started of alone. lie stopped
N the stairs to pull of his heavy boots
o save time. For the same reason he /
,ulled off his coat a. he ran through the /
lining room and hung it on a corner Of /
he silver closet Then he jerked off his
est as he rushed through the hail and
ossed it on a hool; III the hat rack, and
y the time he reached his own room he
vas ready to plunge into his clean
lothes He pulled out a bureau drawer
nd began to paw at the things like 2
scotch terrier after q rat.
Eleanor" he sLrieked, ''where are
ny shirts"
Sin your bureau drawer" calmly re-
olied Mrs. Man, who was standing
placidly before a glass, calmly and delib-
.rately coaxing a refractory crimP into
place.
well, by thunder they ain't!'
shouted Mr. Man, a little annoyed
I've emptied everything out OF the
lrawcr and there isn't thing in it
ever saw before"
Mrs. Man stepped bacl, a few PAGES,
leld her head one side and after satisfy
ng herself that the crimp would do, and
would stay where she had put it, re-
olied:
"These things scattered around on
-he floor are all mine. Probably you
haven't been looking IN your own
lrawer."
q don't see" testify observed Mr..
Man, why you couldn't have put
things out for me when you had nothing
else to do all the morning"
Because" said Mrs. Man, settling
into an additional article of raiment
with awful deliberation, nobody put
mine out fer ME. A fair field and no
favors, my dear
Mr.. Man plunged into his shirt like a
bull at red flag.
Foul" he shouted, in malicious
trump. No but ons on the neck!"
Because" said Mrs. Man, sweetly,
after deliberate staIe at the fdgettinp
man, during which she but.
toned her dress and put eleven pins
where they would do the most good
''because you have got the shirt on
wrong side out"
Where are my shirt studs?" he /
cried.
Mrs. Man went out into another room !
and presently came back with her gloves
and hat, and saw Mr.. Man empting all
the boxes he could find in and about the
bureau. Then she said :
In the shirt you just took off"
Mrs. Man put on her gloves while Mr.. /
Man hunted up and down the room for
his cufi-buttons.
Eleanor" he snarled, at last, Il be.
lieve you must know where those but
tons are"
81 haven't seen them, said the lady
settling her hat; didn't you lay them
down on the window sill in the sit
ting room last night"
Mr. Man remembered, and went down