The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1879-06-20

" You shall come out, pet, II We are
left alone" she whispered, unfastcning
the strsp over the pocket Of the bag as
il rested on her knee. Bijou thrust out
his little black head, reconnoitered
The premises, and discreetly withdrew
from sight again.
The Turin depot Is one Of the most
amusing fields Of observation In Europe.
How Charles Lamb, the gentle philoso-
pher, fond Of : London crowd, would
have enjoyed It! The British lion mo-
nopolizes the field, as q rule, and pre-
sents here his most eccentric national
aspect. He comes from Nice and Mem
tone ria Genoa, stiff in gait, with dyed
whiskers and naughty mien, followed
By wife and troops Of daughters. He
comes from India, ria Brindisi, tall and
lean as cane, in Oriental cap and
belted tunic, like = very large school
boy, accompanied by sickly aud quer-
uious helpmate, whose aspect suggests
loss of health and children on the bor-
ders Of the jungle. Everywhere il
clamor, confusion, panic of haste; piles
Of wraps. still odorous Of long sea voy-
ages, trip the unwary pedestrian. A
negress, with blue silk cap on the
back Of her head, and large earrings,
drops pile Of cushions, and pauses to
replace them in scarlet rug, with good
humored laughter. An anxious mother
escorts her darling boy, who is collapsed
over the shoulder Of a painting facchino,
and demands wildly her coupe. engaged
for Paris. An ambassador Of Morocco,
in crimson gown and white turban,
passes with dignified repose Of manner,
surrounded BY his suite, enveloped in
snowy burn0uses, each wearing yellow
slippers. A group of young soldiers
lean on their muskets, ard criticise the
1hrong; porters skurry along, and
guards gesticulate but the quick, mock
ing Italian eye has ample leisure to scan
the laughing negress with her gorgeous
wraps, the tall old gentlemen, the tod
ding old ladies round Is balls, the am
bassador in his 1turbsn.
Miss Norfolk Stanley gazed out on the
hurrying throng with that selfish COM
placency peculiar TO the traveller who
has already secured good seat in q
Continental railway carriage. She had
an old fashioned theory that, deprived Of
the escort of Nephew Dick, ladies'
carriage was the safest place for herself.
That she was alone in this opinion was
speedily revealed by the fact OF every
other woman in the crowd bestowing
her person in the conveyances adjacent,
rather than submit TO the awful posi-
bility of troop Of children for hours.
Bijou's mistress was an old traveller;
experience had made her timid and sus-
picious. She read all the robbsries in
English and foreign newspapers, aud
looked obviously at mankind of the
tourist species. Who were these menP
Why did they observe herP A ladies'
carriage for her, II you please, and not
one where each man in the corner may
prove an assassin and thief IL favor
able opportunity offers. She had learn
ed the words +" Help." and Thieves"
in six languages, for emergencies
Two ladies paused at the door Of the
carriage The smiling official, in re-
membrance Of Miss Norfolk Stanley's
bribe, resisted their efforts to enter,
and led them elsewhere. They were
both women Of medium height, in long
water proof cloaks, their heads envelop-
ed in blue wells, which concealed their
faces. Miss Norfolk-Stanley saw long
yellow hand, with thin fingers peculiar
ly talon-Iike, stretched forth TO turn the
handle Of her carriage door. The hand
belonged to the first woman, and she ex-
perienced . strange sense Of relief when
Z was again withdrawn, and the owner
passed on. Why? Because Bijou could
caper about at liberty If she retained the
carriage alone She assured herself this
was the sole reason for dreading the
yellow hand and the SILVER which crept
over her at sight of IT,
This danger surmounted, there re-
manned one more to be overcome before
Bijou and his mistress could breathe
freely. The surly guard jumped on the
step, demanding tickets. The surly
guard gave and received no quarter.
His expression Of countenance was sat-
urninf, his gray mustache curled up
ward in truly savage manner, and his
cap was pressed down over deeply
wrinkled forehead. He was always in
. hurry, and his life was rendered bur-
densome by the questions Of nervous
travellers. He eyed Miss Norfolk STAN
ley sharply-sole occupant OF the la
dies carriage, sitting with leather bag
carefully held upright on her knee.
I" You have no dog?" demanded the
suriy guard, peering about on the floor
suspiciously.
Certainly not" said Miss Norfolk
Stanley, blushing ut the fib which she
uttered in alarm for her pet.
Then the surly guard banged the
door, departed, and the train actually
started at last. Bijou skipped out Of
his prison, executed wild but barkless
dance over the seats, stood on his hind
legs with great apparent enjoyment,
ate q biscuit, and was refreshed with
water from the cup Of his own tiny