Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1882-03-18
HAIRY.

"Agoshe7 train on in half an hour. VIII
any gentle man get out to obEge lady ?"
The station at Oxenholme Junction,
" change here for Windermere," was
crowded with travellers fastening
lakeward, and anxious to reach their
various destina lions in time for dinner or
tea, as the case might be. The platform
was still! dotted with the different costumes,
ultra pretty or ultra-ugly, which delight
the tourist eye, though the train now ON
the point OF starting was already so full
that distinctions of class had been lost
sight of in the rush for seats made by the
famished and tired crowd. Mrs Salway
felt sure that such was the case as she sat
In the corner Of her first class carriage,
and alternately cast angry glances at the
people who had scrambled in after her,
and pitsous ones at her younger daughter,
who had not been so successful in the
crush, and was now standing forlornly
enough upon the platform.
1t IS go like Mary" Mrs. Salway muir
mered to her elder daughters really
your father should have waited for us I;
this is the last time that we travel in two
parties l had no idea that first class pas
seugers were crowded out Of their seats,
and mixed with every body in this way.
suppose we must get out, and all stay until
the next train Z"
Ard indeed the other passengers, not
withstanding the guards invitation and her
black looks, showed no inclination, to post
pone their arrival for half an hour, and
risk the chance Of being late at the table
.Fhote
There was one passenger, sitting IN the
opposite corner frem the platform, who ex-
cited Mrs. Saiway's more particular spleen.
She was quite certain that the ticket in his
pocket il ne had one at all this was a
mental reservation was for the third class.
HE rough suit was shabby, and had seen
much service, more especially the knicker.
booker part of il, and in that service his
soft gray hat had evidently shared to a
very considerable extent. His boots were
as innocent of blacking as his stick of var
nish. and the snail knapsack above his
head would have failed to carry confidence
to the mind of the least suspicious of hotel.
keepers. Bat he had some redeeming points
abodt him his hands were gloved-in old
gloves once yellow, it is true-and he
gave Up his seat to oblge lady" &C.
cording 10 the guard formula.
From his place in the corner of the car
rage he could not see whom he was oblig.
ing, until, having retired with the shame
faced confusion which nine out of ten
Euglishmeu assume when they are being
conspicuousiy courteous, he stole glance
at her face as she stepped in.
She gave MIN little bow Of thanks, and
a smile of such evident gratitude as would
have converted the many family friends
who considered Mary Salway rather plain
than otherwise. She had email pale face
with shy brown eyes size too large for it /;
a rather timid retiring face, which made
one agree with her mother that giving way
in crush was Just like Mary" and very
unlike Mira. Salwsy. Our friend in knick-
erbockers saw the smile, and would fain
have become better acquainted with it ;
but the train was already moving off with
the young lady, and, as he remembered
when too late, with his knapsack as well
So it happened that when he did reach
Windermere station his scanty baggage
was not to be found. Knapsacks large and
small, are common things at the Lakes,
and inquiries were in vain. The Crown
Hotel at Bowness reached, he was only
lust in time to get the last vacant room, a
little one at the top of the house, much en-
numbered with spare baths, baby's crib,
and other odds and ends, but otherwise al
most as i'll provided with furniture as he
was with luggage. However, he was lucky
in not having to sleep under the billiard
table, rs has happened to some wayfarers
in those parts and besides, the room had
such view of the head of Wlndermere,
the Langdale Pixies, and High street, as
made up for some slight inconveniences.
Strict evening dress is not demanded by
etiquette at the Lake hotels. Some Of the
company, no doubt, are Americans, travel
ing with mountains of iron. bound trunks
bearing the labels of half the hotels in
Europe many are honeymooning couples,
arrayed in the newest of apparel from the
crown of the head TO the sole of the foot.
But many also carry their luggage in their
hands or on their backs, and so swallow
tails and spotless shirt fronts are out Of the
question. But the etiquette of the table
d'hote does look for one thing, and that is
a black cost of some kind or other. There.
fore Mrs. Sslway, who for various reasons
had not felt all her daughters gratitude,
was much aggrieved at the presence OF our
hero in his knickerbocker suit not know
ing that it was through his courtesy tina;
he was compelled to appear in this Ito Mrs.