The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1884-01-30

THE RAILROAD PIG.
usw One Specimen Met with Righteous
Retribntion.


II was day when everybody was tired and
anxious to sit down that large man, carry.
ing gripsack, boarded an Eastern train.
and, after walking through several crowded
cars, finally found the one vacant seat, and,
seating himself, placed his bag on the cush.
ion Of his side. Just as the train was abou.
to start, another man entered and made the
same journey in search of seat. As he
stopped inqniringly before the large man the
latter said
This seat is engaged, sir; a man just
stepped out, but will return in a moment
he left his baggage here as a claim to the
seatn
Well, said the second traveller, frank
ly, "Im pretty tired, and if you don't OBJ
ject I'll just sit down here and hold his bag
for him till he returns,n and without cere-
mony this he proceeded 20 do. Then the
large man, who was bound for Lynn, earn
estly prayed within the inmost chambers of
his little heart that his companion might get
off at Someryille or Everett or Chelsea-and
anywhere but Lynn or station beyond.
every moments rest, expecting every mo-
ment to be ousted by the owner of the grip
sack.
The train moved out from the station. In
vain did the large man try TO read the tran.
gers ticket to see what his destination was.
somerville was reached, but the stranger
sat quietly in his place, and the large man
grew nervous. The train stopped at Ever.
EFT, and still the stranger gazed peacefully
ahead, never budging, and the large man
began to perspire. Then came Chelsea, but
the stranger still held fast to the bag and
never offered to stir. The agony of the
large man was simply frighful, but he saw
that he could do nothing but grin and bear
it, and get out of the fix as best he could.
But the stranger had by this time fully
grasped the situation, and, though thankful
Tor his seat, determined to punish the unac-
comodating pig for his selfish deception.
So, when Lynn was reached the large man
put forth his hand for his bag, but the stran-
ger drew back the same with an expression
Of surprise, saying: !" beg your pardon,
g But it isn't yours" stammered the own
er, blushing.
To be sure; but propose to see it re
turned to the proper person. Here, conduc.
tor here's man who wants to run off with
this baggage that dosen't belong to him.
Somebody put it in seat to secure place,
and evidently got left at Boston, for he
hasn't claimed it, and now this man wants
to run away with it, and he gave the con-
ductor wink and as that official knew the
stranger personally, he understood the wink
and promptly replied:
The only thing to do is to retsf the bae
to Boston and store it among the unclaimed
baggage"
9 But expostulated the large man.
g Hold on, there!" said the conductor.
showing police badge; uone of this.
What lixss of man was D who left the
bag p
And then the stranger and the conductor
and one or two sympathizing passengers
combined to confuse the large man, and he,
hating to confess his piggishness and know
ing not what to do, precipitately fed amid
the frowns and signs of the observers of his
wickedness But the stranger, with happy
contented smile, had the bag returned to
Boston, where the large man had to come
next day and identify it.
The moral to this true tale is Obvious