Connecticut western news., 1877-08-24
Through Passengers.
BY CAPT. CHAS. HOWARD.

'Back to chat with my through pas sengers."
 And Dick Davis, the conductor, lief the mail car, and entered the thrOugl coach attached to the train.
 Closing the door, he walked straigh to an old man seated in the centre O. the car. His hair and beard were as white as snow, but there was no crows feet on his forehead nor wrinkles or his cheeks. His eyes flashed with lusty manhood, though his hair would indi. cate that he had crossed the boundaries of three-score years.
 He smiled when the pleasant faced conductor dropped into the seat before him, and leaning forward, made a re. mark in low tone of voice. This re. mark caused Davis to raise his head anC gaze at the beautiful face of girl who slept in the seat behind the white. bearded passenger.
 ''She always sleeps that way," re. sponded the passenger, with smile ''and when she wakes she is as fresh as a rose." .
 "Your daughter has company see,' 7 observed Davis, glancing at the remain. der of the car, who appeared to be sleep, ing soundly.
 ''Yes, are they going through ?"
 'Oh yes; none but through passen- gers are admitted to this coach. They are not communicative travellers I should say"
 ''They are not," replied the old man ''Mr. Davis, l do not like my travelling companions" and the speakers voice was lowered.
 The conductor looked surprised.
 "Will you explain, MT. Radcliffe P
 A short time previous to the present conversation the conductor and his pas senger had exchanged names, and were thus enabled to call each other properly
 ''I can scarcely explain" was the passengers reply. F'There is man in the fourth seat from the stove whom, unaccountably, I do not like. He board ed the train at Romney, and I have caught him looking askance at myself and Mabel. Then the fellow who ap- pears to be asleep three seats behind him on the opposite side of the aisle has been guilty of the same thing, and 1 believe there is a connection between the parties. I do not want you to think that fear them. Never in life, and l have passed through the wild tribes of the Amazonian valley, have I feared man. Over there lies the only jewel to which 1 cling" and he nodded toward the sleeping girl. "She is the sole creature through whose veins runs my blood, and you must know that she is dear to me.'
 "Certainly, MT. Radcliffe,' said Davis. "Your entire solicitude is fol her.''
 ''Exactlyn
 "Do you know those two fellows ?''
 ''I do not; never saw them before in all my life.'
 "Conductor Davis thought moment.
 "Yourself and daughter can avoid them by taking up quarters in the for ward car. assure you that you will not be regarded as intruders, and that the accommodations will not lack com- fort"
 But the passenger gently declined the conductors offer, and said that he would finish his journey in the coach he had been placed in for that purpose,
 After a few more words Davis left the coach and passed into the express car, where he soon appeared to forget his passengers in a conversation with the messenger.
 The door had hardly closed on the conductors form when the man near est the stove showed signs of anima- tion. He turned his head and looked up the dimly lighted aisle, not forget ting to let his eyes rest on the old tray eler and his daughter. He was hand some man, about thirty-tive years of age, and above his luxuriant crop of silk, auburn whiskerS shone pair of milk blue eyes.
 Not one man in a hundred would have chosen him for rascal.
 He was well, almost fiashily dressed :; there was handsome diamond pin on his bosom, and crested ring on his hand.
 Allowing his gaze to return down the aisle, he fixed it upon another man, who appeared to be sleeping, short distance from him. This man was quite young; his eyes very heavy, and the only hairsute appendage on his face was long-haired mustache that dropped OvoF his mouth.
 The two men exchanged looks which told that they were not travellers thrown but men who were well ac- quainted with each other.
 Again the aforementioned one looked at the old passenger, whose head had dropped on his breast, and who ap- peared to be dropping into slumber.
 Seeing this the man motioned to the other, who strengthened up, and the next moment the twain occupied the g me seat.
 F'Is he really asleey?" asked the youngest.
 "You can't tell anything about the old codger," was the reply. "He looks as though he was sleeping like Nor pheus himself, when he may be watch ing us from one corner of his eye. We can't afford to wait much longer else the game will be up. The girl is sound asleep."
 "Yes, you could jerk her from the seat and not disturb her slumbers. Isn't she a beauty? ?"
 "A perfect houri!"
 "Of course she doesn't know that you are on the train.'
 "Certainly not. Don't you recollect that she was asleep when we boarded 5he car at Romnev?''
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