The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-01-12

ing his a~lertness to execute the genial and deli
cate commissions he had undertaken. He disap-
peared into the interior of the shed, and we saw
him no more.
Half an hour elapsed before the gang plank
was practicable, and then the passengers
streamed down into the shed. The baggage be-
gan to be rapidly dumped. / happened to be
near the little American Jew-with- of the
cOckney. He asked a customs officer where he
should find Colonel ODriscol.' 'Yonder he
is, replied the man steadily, pointing to a tall
man with a ~gold-lace cap, who was standing be-
hind an enclosed desk, with his back toward us,
busted with some papers on a nail on the wall.
The Jew approached and touched the tall man on
the elbow.
Colonel ODriscol, sir" he uttered in a conf
dent tone.
The Colonel remained engrossed among his
documents.
Colonel ODriscol, sir repeated the Jew in
a tone that had a little ring of perhaps not UNI
justifiable peremptoriness.
A your service, sir" said the Colonel, as he
turned sharply round; and from under the visor
of the gold-lace cap there beamed upon the Jew
from under their long brown lashes a pair of
moist blue eyes. The Jew gave one gulp of wild
establishment, then staggered back. and sat
down in silence on the floor of the shed. He was
too much discounted even to swear.
Very few witnessed this little scene. most peo-
pie being engrossed in the work of getting their
baggage together. The Colonel sat down and
bent his head over his desk. Presently little
$3.50" III NttllAI iAA E0lllil- up w tAS WON"
Colonel ODriscol!' she sweetly said.
AT your service, madam replied the Colonel,
raising his head.
Mrs. Lorne gave a little shrek, but she was a
woman, and a woman is always nimbler in a
tight place than a man. She rallied with sur
prising quickness, and spoke with low emphasis.
Colonel said she, there is a lady in the
case, and | know that you are a gentleman
Yes, madam" responded the Colonel, with a
gallant bow, and | don't go back on my word
to a lady'-the last three words with a curious,
deliberate information. Here, officer, Just open
this lady's grip-sack andthen chalk her baggage,
and call & porter for her. Good morning. Mrs.
LorneW concluded the gallant officer, with in
effable sweetness and grace.
Mrs. Lorne didn't hang around much. The
same afternoon | noticed the American Jew and
the Australian jeweler each tramping aroundthe
city in the close society of a gentleman in uni
form. 1t appeared they We're looking for bail, in
default of which they would have to "go across
the bay" Fiji" in blank despair of bail, had
gone to the cells direct from the quay, where,
according to personal testimony, trouble did not
cease until nightfall.
There had been a good deal of smuggling into
Frisco by the steamers of the Hemisphere line,
and a smart officer had been sent out to the anti
podes to shadow" a cargo of passengers. The
Coloners tender story about the little wife was
a pretty invention to avert any suspicion that
might have attached to a man who came out on
one steamer going back in the next. The cap
tain was in the secret. l subsequently heard
ODriscol was a very temperate man. | thinkh he
ought to have been an actor.