The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1878-08-14

Il III sure bu0 BlTlB III DOTIOWQdl6 are
always talking about him as if he were
the great Mogul. I'm sure he is very
nice--I met him once at Miss Oabot's,
you know; we spent fortnight there at
the same time. 1 may be obliged to
speak to him, you see. If you'd only
turn your head, Aunt Hitty, and look at
him, you'd say he was prince in dis
guise. Did you ever see him ?"
"Never. The idea of old Martin
Travis's grandson aspiring to an equal
ity with the Vanes Why, he has black
ed your great t-grandfather's boots, for
sught know ~
"I can't help it if he has blacked my
great-grandfather's eye. I wish his
grandson would come and talk to us.
And how he can talk | don't believe a
Vane could hold a candle to him
There he goes into smoking car So
my prospective pleasure ends in smoke"
"Amy Vane, remember who you are!"
And then they relapsed into silence, and
Aunt Hitty took a nap, while Amy
watched the gay autumn world waltz
past her-the fields where cattle grazed;
the broken walls festooned with the wild
grape, with gaudy vines; the swollen
streams chatting over their pebbles; the
rich vistas of woodland, like glimpses
into some cathedral crusted with gold
and inlaid with jewels; the saucy little
chipmunks darting among the nut-trees;
the whir of wild wings among the under
brush; the bursting pods of the mild
weed; the drifts of purple asters and
golden-rod. How delightful it might
be to travel in October with somebody
like Dorcas Travis to talk with, and
ones baggage in the express
Have we collided ?" cried Aunt Hit
ty, waking with sudden jerk, cor what
is it7"
"Boston, said Amy.
"Oh, OF course. Now you take my
umbrella and my bag and waterproof,
aud secure seats in the New York train,
while secure the baggage"
How dark and smoky and crowded the
depot seemed just then Engines were
putting and filling, bells were ringing,
hackmen shouting, every one rushing
hither and yon, elbowingy pushing.
Was all creation en- route for somewhere
was anybody left at home to look after
the silver and the "help ?" Aunt Hitty
wondered as she insinuated herself into
the near neighborhood of the baggage
Cthr duu uul ubJOu u6T RldbbSbs mcICJB
said she, "what bedlam I"
Isn't it thought" replied woman
at her elbow. 81 can't hear my own
ears-can you? Seems as though my
baggage wouldn't ever turn up. It's
dreadful standing here at the mercy of
this crowd, they push you about so.
Pardon; did Tread on your skirt?"
"Oh, never mind" said Aunt Hitty;
'twasn't your fault. Isn't that my
trunk9 No-oh dear !"
"It's awfully confusing" she con-
fessed, having finally joined Amy in the
New York train. "It's pity that some
of the people can't stay at home.
should think it was Bedouin commu-
nifty"
"Tickets I" demanded the conductor,
ON his rounds.
Aunt Hetty plunged her hand into her
dress pocket, into the pocket of her
over-skirt, into the pocket of her sacque,
into her bag, and wrestled with all its
contents. Goodness save us |" she
gasped, "my pocket-has been-pick-
ed 70 Fortunately Miss Hitty had taken
the precaution of secreting the bulk of
her funds about her person, and the
pocketbook had contained only ten dol
lars in money, a recipe for mock mince
pies, and a scrap of poetry, the tickets
being in Amy's charge, as it happened.
well, there was such a crowd in the
depot, that wonder came away with
my Senses" she explained. "Do get
me drink of water, Amy. I'm dry as
a fish, from excitement :" (though why a
fish, which is always wet, should be call
ed dry, is paradox Miss Hitty didn't
reflect upon). "The cup is in my bag.
No? Amy Vane, how helpless you are |
If it was bear, it would bite you. Give
me the bag |" But alas Miss Hitty's
bag was unlike little Benjamin's sack:
the silver cup was not to be found in it
You don't suppose 1 left it in the cars
in Boston 2" she questioned" that cup,
which has been in the family for gener-
ations ?"
"We can telegraph TO Boston from
the next station" suggested Amy, who
had family feeling for the cup, after
all, "and perhaps recover it. Don't you
want to speak to the conductor about
sleeping-car
"a sleeping-car What do you think
I'm made Off"
"You will have an attack of your
asthma, Aunt Hitty; you aren't used to
sitting up all night.
"I'll make the experiment, anyway;
two dollars aren't to be sneezed at in my
circumstances. A penny saved is a
penny earned"
"You won't get wink of sleep, For
my part, would rather pay twenty dol
lars than lose a nights rest.
4" I dare say you would. You've no
more idea of economy than the babes in
the woods. Any one who's sleepy can
sleep on stilts."
every we'll; pleasant dreams to you. I"
1t seemed to Amy as if the night were
endless. Not tree, nor water-course,
nor a russet hillside to be discerned