Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1876-02-11
AUNT DEBBY.
HY SILVER GRAY.

The evening train was late at
MiHburg stallion. Waiting travel
ers strobe impatielltly up and down
the narrow platform, and eager, ex.
pectant faces peered out from the
windows and doors of the ladies'
room. Nearly a dozen mettlesome
teams, glittenng with silver-plated
harness and attached to stylish car
riages of every description, were
awaiting the arrival of their owners
for MIllburg was thriving town,
and boasted of its aistocracy-
while off, at some distance, out Of
the glare of the statioiilights, stood
three or four heavy, numbering wag-
ons, drawn by oxen, that stood qui-
etly chewing their cud, the only pa
tient living things in the scene. The
inevitable collection of boys swarm
ed inside and out of the building,
running off fir, m the platform down
on the track, or among the carriages
annoying the coaehmen and some
times getting almost under the
horses feet.
wonder who them grand turn
outs are waiting for? asked one
pointing to the clumsy Wagons.
Shouldn't be surprised ii the Pres
ident aud Cabinet are expected, re-
piled well dressed, bright looking
boy
Let's go over there and see what
the things are ike, anyhow, propos-
ed third, but was interrupted By a
shout from the first speaker, "Here
she comes!" and the next instant the
headlight of the locomotive appear
cd around the curve, and the shrill
whistle sounded. Putting and pant
ing like some huge, living monster,
the engine rushed past the platform;
then twinkling row of lighted car
windows swept by, another passed
more slowly, and the long train
came to stand STILL
Smiling friends met the passen-
gers as they poured out, and for q
lew minutes a perfect Babel OF vol
ces-cheerful greetings, earnest.
good-byes and hurried directions
mingled with the slamming of the
baggage and the sulIen Kissing of
the restrained engine. Then came
the signal "All aboard!" and the
train sped away out of sight, while
carriages rapidly drove off and the
crowd dispersed. But one car was
left standing little way up the
track, and tue boys, always the last
toileave. were not long in discover
ing it.
such medley of sounds as issued
from that carl Deep, cultural voices
of men, plaintive tones of women.
speaking words in a strange, harsh
sounding tongue, and the crying OF
children, III the one language that is
the same the world over. and such
queer, forlorn looking people climb
ed down the high steps! The short
skirts and wooden shoes of the ,wo-
men, were odd enough, and the ba-
-bies that some vi them carried looked
like little mumInIes, all wrapped up.
1t was p am enough now, what
the great wagons were for. slowly
they rumDled up to where the car
stood, then the men carried out their
greal, heavy boxes aud loaded them
ON, the women and children pTl5d III
among the boxes, aaJ at last the
drivers gave tue word, aud the oxen
moved iazily OF, the wagons creak-
my and groanlng, the babies still
crying, and the luothers scoldIng or
soothing in their queer jargou. The
boys saw aud heard it all, OF course,
but when the last wagon was gone,
aud the station lights were being put
Out, they found that nothing more
could be gained by staying, and
scattered to.their various homes.
wish ! hadn't staid quite SO late,
mutteredi one of the Youngsters to
himself, as he reached home and ran
up the steps and into the hail. His
mother met him at the parlor door.
Where have you been, Rob {. she
asked anxionsly, the train went long
ago. 1 9la85h BaB I3T6i :
know it, mother, but | couldn't
help staying. There was Just the
queerest carload Of people came to-
night, aud Rob rushed into a glow
ing description of all that he had
seen. W ta
They must be the German emil
grants whom the managers of the
new factory sent for, remarked his
father, who had laid down the eve
nlng paper on the entrance of his
son, But | wish You to understand,
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