Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1879-07-12
In A LEATHER BAG.

"I will not wait another day." said
| Miss Nortolk.Stanley-a stout, middle.
aged lady, with rubicund countenance,
Juvenile straw hat perched upon the
bridge of her nose, and many onyx beads
wound about her throat.
"Bow-wow," responded her little dog
Bijou
Nephew Dick, presumptive heir Of the
lady, had failed to meet her at Tu-in, rs
agreed, and she had been forced to wait
twenty -four hours without result. She
was deeply incensed, as became British
spinister with neat property in Derby
shire, and funds in Turkish and Indian
| loans.
The bag was produced by the maid.
1t was large bag OF black leather. Bi.
jou eyed it apprehensively, yet with
resignation. The tiny terrier, with eyes
like shining beads, an inquisitive nose,
and black body, with a patch of soft
velvet brown on breast and paws, jump
ing into the outside pocket OF this travel.
ing mansion, and submitted to having
the straps carefully adjusted over his
prison in such manner as allowed q
breathing space. Bijou was smuggled on
board trains; he maid was not trusted
with her bag in her third-class seat, and
it was a point of economy with his mis-
tres not 10 pay for dogs ticket in hel
own first-class carriage. Miss Norfolk
Stanley took the bag herself, thus excit'
iog the interest of keen eyed birds OF
prey lowering about in scent of jewel
cases and bags carried by the English
lady traveller. AT frontiers the pet was
popped under his mistress mantle, while
the maid took the bag to the custom
house officer for inspection, then the in.
mate was successfully restored. Bijou
remained as silent as a mouse in the
pocket for hours, and resisted the most
| tempting inducements to bark at start
| ling roises He knew full well that
when the enemy had deserted the field
his mistress would take him out of the
dismal captivity. Bijou's fur steod on
end, at the approach OF a guard, by in
stinct.
Miss NorfolksStanley and her maid
appeared on the platform of the Turin
depot at nine O'Clock in the morning
Nephew Dick would find the birds flown
when he saw fit to grace the Piedmon'
tese capital with his presence. Bijou
was invisible to the most penetrating
eye, curled up in the bag.
"Give me ladies' carriage, and alone
| Il possible" said Miss Norfolk Stanley
to smiling official, with a persuasive
exchange Of francs from palm TO palm
The smiling official bowed, and soon the
lady was installed 10 vacant carriage
" You shall come out pet, II we are lef
alone" she whispered, unfasteniDg th'
strap over the pocket of the bag as Il
rested on her knee. Bijou thrust ou'
his little black head, reoonnoi.ered the
premises, and discreetly withdrew from
sight again.
The Turin depot is one of the mos
amusing fields OF observation in Europe
How Charles Lamb, the gentle philoso
pher, fond of a London crowd, woult
have enjoyed It'll The British lion mo
nopolizes the field, as a rule, and presents
here his most eccentric national aspect
He comes from Nice and Mentone vii
Genoa, stiff in gait, with dyed whisker
and naughty mien, followed by wife ant
troops OF daughters He comes from
India, via Drindisi, tall and lean as
cane. in Oriental cap and belted tunic
like very large achoolNboy, accompanied
by aickly and querulous helpmste