The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1879-07-17
IN A LEATHER BAG.

'F 1 will not wait another day." said
Miss NOrfOlksStanlsy- stout, middle~
aged lady, with & rubicund countenance,
a Juvenile straw hat peTched upon the
bridge of her nose, and many onyx beads
wound about her throat.
Bow-wow," responded her little dog
Biiou
Nephew Dick, presumptive heir o. the
lady, had failed to meet her at Tu~in, as
agreed, and she had been forced to visit
tWentY-four hours without result. She
was deeply incensed, SIS became British
spinister with neat property in Derby
shire, and funds in Turkish and Indian
loans.
The bag was produced by the maid.
It was a large bag of black leather. Bi.
jou eyed it apPTeheDsiyely, 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 8 manner as allowed q
breathing space. Biiou was smuggled on
board trains; he maid was not trusted
with her bag in her third class seat, and
it was point of economy with his mis-
tress not to pay for dogs ticket in her
own frst-class carriage. Miss Norfolk
| Stanley took the bag herself, thus excit~
| ing 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. Biiou
remained as silent as q 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 bad deserted the field
his mistress would take him out of the
dismal captivity. Bjou's fur stood on
end, at the approach of guard, by in
stiDct.
Miss Norfolk-Stanley 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
VIXEN he saw fit to grace the Piedmon,
tess capital with his presence. Biiou
was invisible to the most penetrating
eye, curled up IN the bag.
Give me a ladies' carrisge, and alone
If possible" said Miss Nor ok STANLEY
to smiling official, with a persuasive
| exchange of francs from palm 10 palm
The smiling official bowed, and soon the
lady was installed In a Yscant Carriage
&c You ehall come out pet, five are left
alone," she whispered, Unlastening the
strap over the pocket of the bag as il
rested on her knee. Biiou thrust out
his little black head, Teconnoi.ered 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,
pheT, fond of & London crowd, would
have enjoyed it! The British lion mo,
nupolizes the field, as q rule, and pregenti
here his most eccentric national agrect
He comes from Nice and hIentone via
Genoa, stiff in gait, with dyed whiskerl
and naughty mien, followed by wife and
troops of daughters. He comes from
India, via Btindisi, tai and lean SIS
cane, in Oriental cap and belted tunic
ike very large sChoolNboY, accompanied
by sickly and querulous helpmate
whose aspect suggests loss of health anC
children on the borde on the Jungle
Everywhere q ciamor, confusion, pani,
or haste; piles Of wTsps, still odorous O
long ses-voyages, trip and unwarv pedes
trian. A negress, with blue silk car
on the back OF her head, with large ear
rings, drops pile of cushions, and pause
to replace them in q scarlet rug, will
good(humored laughter. An anxiou
mother escorts her darling boy, who
| collapsed over the shoulder of 9 paintinl
facchino, and demands wildly her coups
engaged Tor Paris. An emhassadoF O
Morocco in a crimson gown and whit