The Arkansaw traveler., 1883-06-02
IN A SLEEPING CAR.
IDrakc's Travellers Magazine.

My dear,s said MT. Spoopendyke, ramming his arm up to his ear in the family traveling bag. say, my dear, where is my night-shirt! Don't you know what you did with my nocturnal garment when you packed this measly grip-saek :'
 |" Isn't i, there ?" asked Mrs. Spoopen- dyke, holding the curtains together with one hand while she tried to do up her back hair with the other.
 ' suppose Il is,' growled MT. Spoop- endyke, ,umbling the things all over the lower berth. 1t must be there, it isn't here. Did you bring my sleeping raiment for me, or have got to roost on the edge of this berth with my head under my arm, like dodgasted eooing dove, all night: Whats this thing, any way? Any mate 10 this /" and MT. Spoopen- dyke unloaded short sleeved garment with trills around the watch pockets. "I suppose this had 10 come even if stayed home. couldn't you have rented this out and brought me something 10 sleep in:" and Mir Spoopcndyke fired the obnoxious article into the upper berth and continued his explorations.
 " I'm sure put night-shirt in for you murmured Mrs. Spoopendyke, clenching her hair in her teeth and making dive for the valise. 1, must be in there somewhere
 How many of these does 1t take to make pair:' demanded Mir. Spoopen- dyke. drawing ou; four or five stockings of different oolors and designs. |" May be that's i,." and he grabbed another mystery and examined il inten,ly Did have any nighi-shirts made of wire :. Got tired of starching the measly things. and now you pu, in springs to hold il out. don, you?''
 Let il alone, That's mine?' squeal- ed Mrs. Spoopendyke. m find your nigh,-shirt for you, fyou'll le, things be - and she funbled around in the bag in fruitless search for the missing garment. ' Don't hurry me. dear, and I'll find 1t, if you'll give me time"
 '' spose you want to give your notes for Il, don't ye:' squealed Mir. Spoopen- dyke. tipping the satchel upside down and sum.naging around among the lares and penates his wife had spent day in packing Wan; thirty, sixty. and ninety days and couple of extensions on tha, nighi-shir,, don't ye: Ge, me pen. ink, and paper" he roarcd, seating him- self on the side of the berth and glaring a: his wife. = Develop the measly station cry and let Us conclude this dodgas,ed mercantile transaction. Thirty days after date promise to. pay to one Spoopen- dyke a pair of Sleeves and collar, Sixty days after date promise 10 pay the same spoopendyke one back and one stomach, Ninety days after date th s.l. | \, one good and lawful undivided night shir tail of the realm. Who's your in- dorser: Bring into my presence the millionaire who secures these negotiable instruments. v and foaming al the mouth, Mir. Spoopendyke went for the bag again and turned II inside out. This is cash .' he yelled Get my cash nigh,-shirt, be- fore the rest of these passengers begin 10 think soda fountain has burst in this sleeping section
 don't know" sighed Mrs. Spoopen- dyke.
 "0h. ye don',,' howled NIT. Spooyen- dyke. Ne dol:'t know. If we could only pu, sleeves and a buttonhole into what you don't know, il would make night-shirts for the ,eeming millions of this measly vale of tears. Where'd yc put it: What was the geographical location of that night-shir in its relation to tina, bag when you let go of the dod- gas.ed thing?"
 As near as can remember, it was on the top" ruminated Mrs. Spoopendyke, trying to recoilect if she might no, have left it on the bed in the hurry ot getting away. sl'm pretty sure put it on top of the satchel.s
 Then let me grapple the top peraded by the late lamepted night-shirt .'' snorted MT. Spoopendyke. "Place with in my jurisdiction tbe measly top we long have sought and mourncd because we found i, not 1. Daxxie my vision with a smoked-glass glimpse of that radian, top. Is this it r and Mir. Spoopendykf held the bag bottom upwards and grinned at his wife till his wisdom teeth stuck out like steeples. ~Now take this toll worn hand and lay 1t gently on that night-shit. Is this isy" and Mir. Spoop- endyke grabbed . corset waist and dangied it before his wife's eyes @Where's the rest of it? Here's the