The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1877-09-21
A MISCHIEyOUS CARPET-BAG.

When Nathan Bossy, a round bellied
tbachelor of 49, entered the cars which
were destined to the town of Yuzar, and
placed his well-stuffed 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-
ytion 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
a short fight of imagination, as he con-
templated his carpet-bag, which con-
tanned so many useful things in a small
compass The bag was new and hand
some. 1t 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.
" MultaIan in odrUO. And think this
is as lovely parUO as ever was made.
How much better than trunk, which
entails expense, requiring others to car
ry 1T, 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
spet-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
filed carpet-bag. So is the world. So
= is 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
utes.
Feeling hungry, he rose to go out and
get luncheon.
"You are sure" said Bossy to the
4 conductor, "that this car is going to
Yuzare 1 shall not have to change
cars?"
1t 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
! lunched, while the two trains were being
got ready.
Cali aboard fer Yuzar p
"All aboard for Loddy p
Messengers scrambled in for their sew
eral seats, and Bossy hastened in also,
not able to distinguish one car from
another, save by the presence of the
carpet-bag, which, from its peculiar
marks, he considered sure guide.
Here 1t is," muttered he, lifting it
up. Il am in the right car, sure
enough. But somebody has taken the
experiment liberty to move it. My seat
was on the left side before, and there
deit It, Now | find my bag on the right.
which is the side 1 don't like"
MI. Bossy was quite set about some
things, and suspicious of tricks upon
travellers, and very tenacious of bis
rights. The handling of his carpet-bag
ne DID not at all relish. He twitcbed
about IN his new seat uneasily. and cast
indignant glances at a lady and gentle
man on the opposite seat, which he CON
sidered his by right of previous occn,,a-
ton; and, ut last, as the train moved
rapidly away, hearing the supposed in.
ytruders laughing with each other bo
imagined them to be laughing at his dis.
comfituro, and he determined to retalisto
"Who has been moving NV Garnet
sbag?" he suddenly exclaimed, in loud
and angry voice, aud rising from his seat
with red face.
Nobody answered, but everybody