American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1876-02-19
That Check.

DoBsoN and family got home yesterday.
When they got out at the depot he asked
his wife for the check for her trunk. She
couldn't find it. She looked in her peck
et 1t wasn't there. In the satchel No.
'Twasn't in her muff. Nor in the big
bandbox; nor in the little bandbox.
No, and it wasn't in the travelling
basket, nor in either of the bundles.
Well, where was it? Dobson wanted to
know, in thunder tones. Well, now,
DObbie, dear, you know that didn't lose
it," sobbed Mrs. Dobson, and Dobson
tackled the trifiing articles of luggage that
Mrs. DObson had with her, in addition to
her trunk and his own grip-sack, with
its dirty shirt and box of collars rattling
around in it, and started for the street.
cars, saying they would look up the
check at the house and he'd come back
for the trunk. They got home, and Dob
son spread everything out on the floor,
opened every bundle and box and parcel
and turned it upside down, shook every
article that had been emptied, and there
was no check. 1t was discouraging. But
suddenly Mrs Dobson remembered that
she laid the check on the window of the
car as they came through Peoria. Dob
son was inclined to be mad about it, but
his wife told him he ought to be glad that
she hadn't lost it, and he would have to
go to the depot anyhow after the trunk,
and he would find the check there, and
with this bit of philosophy he was ap-
peased and hurried off to the depot He
just missed the street car and looted it
merrily down to the depot, and sought out
the man who cleaned the cars on their ar
rival and he hadn't found the check.
That looked bad, but it might be on the
window yet, and so they went into the
Car and looked. 1t wasn't on the win
dow. Dobson went over all the windows
and examined them through pocket
magnifying- glass, but there was no sign
OF check on any of the windows. 1t is
very certain, if it hadn't been so near
Sunday, that DObson would have got
angry and said things he would afterward
have been sorry tor, but he only talked
Spanish to himself few minutes, and
the man didn't understand Spanish, SO
that was all right. Then he went to the
baggage-rOom and tried to get his trunk
without a check. The baggageman said
be couldn't give up the trunk without the
check. Dobson got in Indignant; wanted to
know if he looked like scoundrel,
offered to identify himself, to give any
security for the trunk. He finally over
persuaded the baggageman, and went up
town for friend. He came back, and ev-
erything was all O. K. Now where was
the trunk. He could pick il out among a
thousand, He turned around, and there
were two trunks as like as two peas, and
one of them was Mrs. Dobson's. He
hesitated. The baggageman grew sus-
picious. Dobson couldn't, for the life OF
him, tell which one he ought to take, and
finally the baggageman told him he could
not take either until one of the checks
was presented. Nothing for it now but
to go out home again. He caught car
and was soon in Mrs. DObson's presence,
in a properly excited frame of mind, only
to learn that Mrs. Dobson had found the
check and sent it down town by neigh
boris boy, who was doubtless ut the office
door waiting in the cold now. Dobson
was in despair. The boy had walked
down and Dobson walked down so as to
meet him, and the boy rode up, passing
Dobson on the way. Dobson left the
Office for the house again, declaring that
the trunk might go to Halifax, but when
he got home and Mrs. Dobson pleaded