Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-08-28

new OK express, Just after leaving
Brocton depot, to see Bobby and the pipe
on the front seat. The little fellow was
so nicely dressed that If it hadn't been
fol. the pipe, one would have supposed
that he had just escaped from the infant
class OF some Sunday school. The con-
ductor stopped to ask him some questions
but the youngster was feeling his i'm
portance considerably just then, and all
that could be got out of him was that he
intended to "see papa" so the conductor
went on through the train, and he asked
the passengers, while he punched the
holes in their tickets, whose little boy
that was in the smoking-car but, of
course, nobody knew. Then he went
back to Bobby and said:
"Who are you, anyhow"
"Well," answered he, "mv name is
Bobby Bradish, and live at q Garden
street, mypapa's name is Buxton Bradish;
he is an engineer, and they call him Buck
Bradish for short!''
All this was speech he had been
taught to say at home, and one that al
ways made papa laugh.
The conductor knew Buck Bradish
well, although he worked on another rail-
road; and he also knew what to do with
Bobby. He first persuaded the young
man to let him put the pipe into the side
pocket of his own coat to keep it from
breaking, and then he carried him in
his arms to the parlor-car, which was the
next one in front of the smoking car, and
put him down in one of the big, red,
stuffed chairs. He was facing kind
looking lady, who got him to tell her
about papa and mamma and the velO-
cipede. And when the boy with books
and papers to sell came along, she bought
for Bobby children's magazine, and
showed him the pictures; and also little
candy--all, she was sure mamma would
be willing he should eat. She made
Bobby feel that the parlor-car was much
nicer to ride in than the smoking-car.
1t was twenty-five miles from Brocton
to Sherman, where the express trains
stopped next When the conductor
came into the car to take Bobby out, the
little boy asked him if his papa was
there. The conductor told him that papa
was not there, but that he himself would
take him to lady who would tell him
how to find papa. Then he carried him
across track and into the depot, saying
to young lady who stood behind door
that had hole cut in it just large enough
for Bobby TO see her face "Here he ISL
And she smiled; and, opening the door,
said, Bring him right in.' So the con-
ductor put Bobby On the lounge that
stood behind the door, and the next min
nte he was gone off on the train.
1t was the funniest little room Bobby
had ever seen-hardiy wide enough to
turn around in. There was one sunny
window in it that looked out on the rail-
road. While Bobby was looking around
him, the lady sat down at table, having
some very curious looking machinery on
it, and played with her fingers on black
button that moved up and down ON
spring, and made clicking noise; and
when the bird heard the clicking noise
he sang as though his throat would split.
You see that it was telegraph Office
in which Conductor Blackmer had left
Bobby, and that this lady was sending
mamma word where Bobby was and
when she had finished playing on the but
ton, she came and sat down on the lounge,
and took Bobby on her lap; then she eX-
planned to him that his papa had gone
long way off on another railroad,
and that he could not see him
till night; also, that Conductor
Blackmer would come back with
his train by and by, and take him homo;
and that he must be a good boy while he
staid with her, and he would FIND both
papa and mamma waiting for him in the
depot at nome. And when she was sure
that the little boy understood it all, it
was dinner time. You see, Conductor
Blackmar had written letter while he
was on the cars, telling all about Bobby,
and had given it to her as soon as the
train stopped, so that she would know
what to do with the little boy; and he
had also written a message for her to
telegraph to mamma.
All this time mamma was sitting in the
kitchen at home, crying as though her
heart were broken She did not even
notice that the fire was out and her irons
cold, she was so troubled because Bobby
was lost But she started up very quick
" when the front door bell rang, and was
agood deal surprised to find that a tele-
graph boy had brought her a message;
there could be no mistake about it. for on
1.-the envelope were the words, 'Mrs. Bux-
ton Bradish, 81 Garden street, Brocton,
Connecticut So she opened it and this
is what the message said:
'sSHERMAN, Conn, April 5, 1875.
Bobby is all right. Will bring him
home at $50 this evening.
JOHN BLACKMER,
Conductor New York express
Mamma wiped away her tears in hur-
ry when she had read the message, and
asked the boy to come in while she wrote
note, informing the chief of police that
Bobby was at last found. And then she
began, to make up new fire in the
kitchen stove; and when the fire was lit,
she put away the ironing and made
new party cake.
The lady who stayed in the Sherman
telegraph office boarded at large hotel
across the road from the depot, and it
was there that she took Bobby to dinner
Her friends stared good deal When they
saw her leading him through the long
dining room, but the waiter ran for a
high-chair and bib, and the little boy
enjoyed himself very much. After dinner
the lady went to toy store and bought
him some 'sliced animals" and after
they had gone back to the Office she
showed him how to put the pasteboard
strips together so as to make pictures of
the lion, tiger, sheep, etc. Then she
read him story from the magazine that
the other lady had given him on the cars,
and then Bobby fell asleep on the lounge
But he was wide awake when Conductor
Blackmer came to take him, and the lady