Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1883-10-11
CHAPTER Xxx.

IN WHICH Mr.. OSBORN APPEARS ANxIoUsLY
SEARCHING FOR A SISTER AND NIECE,
AND SAM BURR FINDS A CLIENT.
The cotton factories were in mess Of
trouble, when John Sanborn one morn-
ing was summoned to the managers office.
to leave his other duties in the mill, and
attend to the shipping of Il large invoice
of goods ci1 the Boston and Maine Rail
road
The engineers had struck" and the
trains were running with perfect irregular
ity, and great crowds were assembled
about c-lepots--"lookers on in Venice"
and adding to the confusion which
seemed to reign supreme.
Sanborn was checking immense bales of
goods, and running hither and thithcr 10
see that they were properly assorted for
shipment. when Il train rushed into the
depot and delivered u great number of
passengers, who rushed pell-mell on TO the
platform and sought 10 make their way
through the crowd of n0'icos whom GU
riosity had assembled.
One old gentleman upon leaving II car
seemed likely 10 be hut by the people
rushing to and froaround him, and doubt
Less would have been, had-not young San
born helped him from the midst Of tho
crowd and assisted him to better foot
hold and an easier standing place
The old man. without stopping To thank
him, drew from his pocket n great red
bandanna. and wipiug the Precipitation
from his brow, he said in an excited tone
of voice:
"Well, if this amt the-the d--t rail
road concern ever Travelled on I'll"
"Why, Mr.. osborn exclaimed Sanborn,
"What brings you To this town. I'd as
Don expect to sec
"John, Sanborn! We'll. John, this is an
unexpected pleasure. I'll n been tram
pied to death by them fellows if you had
not hauled me out of that crowd" and the
old gentleman industriously rubbed his
face and looked anxiously about for some
thing lie didn't seem to see.
"Why, what's become Of my"
"Your what -
"My valise-I bad it in my"
"You've got it in your hand, Mr.. Os-
born," cried John, laughing.
The old gentleman looked down in some
surprise, and then with hearty roar
roar that nearly filed the depot, cx-
claimed:
$50 have, so have; but i tell you
John, that tumble nearly upset mel
hardly know what I'm about"
"Its some time since you have been
down our way. sir; l suppose you have
come to help the road up by n heavy ship
ment of goods. Mr.. Osborn"
"No, didn't, John, and ] wouldn't help
the road il could; don't like the way
it's carrying on. But come, let's get out OF
here-are you busyW
II will be through in one moment-and
lhen i will be with you"
Sanborn having finished his business
returned to where Mr.. Osborn was stand
ing, and signified his willingness to be OF
service.
"wel. the first thing want, John. is a
good hotel-lead the way to that, and we
will talk as we go long. How's the mill
doingl Business good, chi
"lt's fair, and that's about as much as
can be said--though the times are dull all
over the country, hear"
.Oh, no John, the times are good
enough--it's the people my boy, the pco,
pie. they want too much for their money,
saying which. Mr.. Osborn looked into ms
companions face with u shrewd smile fuil
| of humor.
"Well, uc are the people. and for my
part, as little fraction Of the great Whole
Iwant all can get for my money. ana
am sure that you do"
$50 do John. and so do all Of US, and
some of us want great deal more than we
ought to have. But I'm not down mere
ON moncy-malSing business this time
1t will be dollars out reckon. instean.
"That's not usual with you, Mr. Osoorh'
-eplied John Sanboln, dryly.