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

rupted gruf passenger. "We're tired
of hearing your voice. You have got q
seat, and that's enough. Sit down."
"Not till I get ready" returned Bos-
sy, who was AMPLY endowed with pug
nacity, when he thought his rights inter
fered with. "This if not my seat"
"Get out of it, then. What business
have you to be in it?" said another rest
i've traveller.
"He wants to make himself conspicu-
GUS, said another.
Essays people are hogs who chew to-
bacco," murmured several individuals
with guilds in their mouths.
"Put him out"
ct want my seat. f"
EDO you own this car 2"
Chow many seats have yau paid
for 2"
"Wants a seat and won't sit down p
Finding that he had made himself un-
popular, Nathan Bossy concluded not to
push the question of his rights any fur
Their, but sat down, wrathfully, remark
ing that
"There's no telling with what class of
people one travels nowadays. The pa
pers are full of accounts of well-dressed
thieves and ingenious tricks upon travel
ers. I am determined to keep my eye
peeled, suppose I ought to consider
myself lucky that my carpet-bag was not
rifed or stolen, instead of being simply
removed. Oh, dearw
And with yawn of exhaustion, and
placing one foot upon his bag by way of
precautiOn, he spread himself over his
seat and fell asleep.
His slumber was finally disturbed by
the arrival of the cars at their place Of
destination. Bossy woke up, and, look
ing out of the window, found himself at
the town of Loddy, to his great surprise.
"Bless me p cried he, calling the con-
ductor. SIS this loddy? You told me
that this Car was going to Yuzar."
" Never told you any such thing" de-
MED the conductor, much irritated at the
charge of laundering.
"You did, sir" insisted Bossy, hold
ing up his carpet-bag by way of evidence.
"This is my carpet-bag, I hope"
Sim sure I don't know. I suppose
it's yours, if you paid for it,
g left this carpet-bag in this car, at
the time got out to get lunch, when
there was change of cars. I asked you
if the Car was going to Yuzar, and you
said it was, if we didn't meet with any
accident. So I left my bag, lunched,
and returned, and here I find myself at
Loddy, owing to your carelessness. This
is too bad-too bad -
1t was your own mistake" replied
the conductor. "You must have taken
your bag out with you, and when you
returned got into the wrong train. If
people will get tight when they travel,
they must expect to meet with serious
Inconvenience.
"Tight, sir? I never was tight in my
life, sir 70
Gle is tight now," here exclaimed
passenger, quite crowd standing around
to witness the new fuss. Gle has been
tight all the way, and made row about
his cussed old blue bag because he
thought somebody had moved it."
"Thought SO? I knew SO p retorted
the positive Bossy. CT hope I know
my own bag. Look at it. It is pecul-
iarly marked. Not another bag like
that in the world I know my bag, and
| know, just as well, where I left it.
Bags don't have legs! They don't move
themselves p
"In just trouble you for that bag,
now, here exclaimed a stranger, MAX
ing his way, with a confident smile,
through the crowd.
"Who are you?' inquired Bossy.
"My name is Robert Archer, and
that is my carpet-bag," declared the
claimant. "Hand it over"
g l rather guess not" replied Bossy,
resolutely grasping the article. cit
appears to me that there is concerted
design to rob me and impose upon me.
But | am no fool, gentlemen and you'll
find I'm neither drunk nor afraid /"
you're a sharper, I guess" cried
the conductor, regarding him with
suspicious eye, Sand not afraid to do
anything
"Give me that bag!' fercely demand
ed Archer. ST left that bag in the seat
you have been occupying, but thought I
wouldn't disturb you, after you had once
got into the seat-particularly as you at
tracted SO much unpleasant attention.
But the bag is mine. suspected you
for sharper at the time, and my opin-
ion is that you thought the owner forgot
his bag, because he had left awhile, or
had taken the wrong train. It is my
property"
Bossy now grew furious.
8 You'll lie" said he, "and that's plain
talk. 70 prove my ownership, let me
have Jhe pleasure to inform you that I
have got The key. And there it is, he
added, exultingly, holding it up to general
view, and then proceeding to open the
bag. He applied the key, but, to his
confusion, now found that it did not fit
Here was quandary. 8ask Il
81 must have left the right key at