The Newtown bee., 1879-06-17
IN A LEATHER BAG.

|" will not wait another day." said Miss Norfolk-Stanley-a stout, ,middle-aged lady, with a rubicund countenance, juvenile straw hat perched on 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 Turin as agreed, and she had been forced to wait twenty yfour hours, without result. She was deeply incensed, as became British spinster with a neat property in Derbyshire and funds in Turkish and Indian loans.
 The bag was produced by the maid. It was large bag of black leather. Bijou eyed it apprehensively, yet with resigna- tion. The tiny terrier, with eyes like shin ing beads, an inquisitive nose, and black body, with a patch of soft velvet brown on breast and paws, jumped into the outside pocket of this travelling mansion, and sub mitted to having the strap carefully ad- justed over his prison in such a manner as allowed breathing space. Bijou was smuggled on board trains; the maid was not trusted with the bag in her third-class seat, and it was point of economy with his mistress not to pay for a dog's ticket in her own first-class carriage. Miss Norfolk Stanley took the bag herself, thus exciting the interest of keen-eyed birds of prey hov- ering about in scent of jewel cases and bags carried by the English lady traveller At frontiers the pet was popped under his mistress's mantle, while the maid took the bag to the custom-house officer for inspec- tion; then the inmate was successfully re stored. Bi ou remained as silent as mouse in the pocket for hours. and resisted the most tempting inducements to bark at startling noises. He knew full we'll that when the enemy had deserted the field his mistress would take him out of the dismal captivity. BUou's fur stood on end, at the approach of guard, by instinct
 Miss Norfolk-Stanley and her maid ap- peared 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 Piedmontese capital with his presence. Bijou was invisible to tine most penetrating eye, curled up in the bag.
 "Give me ladies' carriage, and alone if possible" said Miss Norfolk-Stanley to smiling official, with persuasive exchange of francs from palm to palm. The smiling official bowed, and soon the lady was in- stalled in vacant carriage.
 You shall come out, pet, if we are lief alone," she whispered, unfastening the strap over the pocket of the bag as it rested on her knee. Bijou thrust out his little black head, reconnoitred the premises, and dis creetly withdrew from sight again.
 Two ladies paused at the door of the car riage. The smiling official, in remembrance of Miss Norfolk-Stanley's bribe, resisted their efforts to enter, and led them else where. They were both women of medium height, in long waterproof cloaks, their heads enyeloped in blue wells, which con- cealed their faces. Miss Norfolk Stanley saw a long yellow hand, with thin fingers peculiarly talon-like, stretched forth to turn the handle of her carriage door. The hand belonged to the first woman, and she ex- perienced a strange sense of relief when it was again withdrawn, and the owner passed on. Why? Because Bijou could caper about at liberty if she retained the carriage alone. he assured herself this was the sole reason for dreading the yellow hand and the shiver W ich. crept over her at sight of 1t.
 This danger surmounted, there remained one more to be overcome before Biiou 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 saturnine, his gray mustache curled upward in truly savage manner, and his cap was pressed down over deeply wrin- kled torch Hewas always in hurry, and his life was rendered burdensome by the questions of nervous travellers. He yed Miss Norfolk Stanley sharply-sole occupant of the ladies carriage, sitting with a leather bag carefully held upright on her knee.
 " You have no dog?" demanded the snrly guard, peering about on the floor suspiciously.
 .a Certainly not said Miss Norfolk Stan ley, blushing at 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, exc