The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1877-09-20
A MISCHIEVOUS CARPET-BAG.

When Nathan Bossy, round bellied
bachelor of 48, entered the cars which
were destined to the town of Yuzar. and
placed his well-stufed carpet-bag at his
feet, and began reading the latest news
with contented spirit, he little thought
what day of adventure was before him.
The train started, and the iolting mo-
ton prevented him from reading easily.
So he put by his spectacles and newspa-
per, philosophically-he prided himself
on his philosophy; had been Tilted seven
times and was still fat and INDUCED in
q short fight of imagination, as he con-
templated his carpet-bag, which con-
tanned SO many useful things in small
compass, The bag was new and hand
some. It was made of rich carpeting,
and had dark-blue ground on either
side, with large crimson flowers at each
corner, and large white rose in each
center.
"Great invention" reflected Bossy.
$ OfetJt0t11o IN l)0rVO. And I think this
is as lovely pGTVO as ever was made.
How much better than trunk, which
entails expense, requiring others to car
ny It, and loses time. It is much better
than valise, which always remains of
the same bulk. And how easy to be
carried! All how many poor fellows
have travelled far with such an article.
carrying their all therein! Could car
pet-bags speak, what tales of misery and
mystery they would be able to disclose |!
What tales of miscreant traitors and
reasonable documents they could re-
late What singular medleys are con-
tanned in them, yet all compacted in a
symmetrical bulk Man is like a we'll
filled carpet-bag. So is the world. So
us the solar system"
Having arrived at this complimentary
conclusion regarding his carpet-bag,
Bossy yawned and felt satisfied, and
{, soon arrived at city where some of the
passengers were to change cars. and
there was to be stop of fifteen min
a.utes.
Feeling hungry, he rose to go out and
get a luncheon.
You are sure" said Bossy to the
conductor, "that this car is going to
Kxar? I shall not have to change
,cars?"
cit is going to Yuzar, if we don't
break down, blow up, or run off the
track, said the urbane conductor.
So, thus assured, Bossy let the pet
.oarpet-bag remain, and went forth and
lunched, while the two trains were being
got ready.
Cali aboard for Yuzar p
@All aboard for Loddy p
Passengers scrambled in for their sew
eeral seats, and Bossy fastened in also,
not able to distinguish one car from
another, save by the presence of the
carpet-bag, which, from it's peculiar
marks, he considered sure guide.
"Here it is" muttered he, lifting it
up. ct am in the right car, sure
enough. But somebody has taken the
impairment liberty to move it. Nv seat
was on the left side before, and there T
left it, Now find my bag on the right.
which is the side I don't like"
Mr.. Bossy was quite set about some
fShings, and suspicious of tricks upon
stravelers, and very tenacious of his
rights. The handling of his carpet-bag
he did not at all relish. He twitched
about in his new seat uneasily, and cast
indignant chances at lady and gentle
man on the opposite seat, which he con-
sidered his by right of previous occupa-
ton; and, at last, as the train moved
rapidly away, hearing the supposed in
struders laughing with each other. he
imagined them to be laughing at his dis
,eOmiture, and undetermined to retaliate.
"Who has been moving my carpet
bag?", he suddenly exclaimed, in loud
and angry voice, and rising from his seat
with red face.