St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1884-01-10
hind my handkerchief.

e hind my handkerchief.
l w ent to get some lunch, did he say
Wen, now, can't you tell me what sol
OF looking person he was, and pc
haps we can find him ? Was he old {
young ~
oung," | murmured, still behind
barrier of cambric. ''W- with a yellor
mOustaehe, and g-gray clothes, and
straw hat"
Pretty bad business !" one of theme
muttered aside TO another. s'Sharp fel
low !" dryly responded second. An,
then there We're some antistrophes q
'Whats the matter ~ "It's shame {!
from small crowd that had by thi
time started up around me.
"Well, now, just come in here an,
sit down y said my old gentleman, pa
ternally gathering up my bag, ''ano
compose yourself, my dear, and vel
see what can be done. Don't cry it'll
only furry you, and won't do any good
yOu know. There, that's right ~ Fol
| wiped my eyes, with the remnant o
sob, pulled my veil down, and wa,
turning to follow him, when, behold
as swept the landscape DER with one
last look of desperation, there ap
peared Charlie, gray clothes, anG
strsee hat, and yellow mcustache,-
coming in the distance, with brown
paper parcel under each arm.
'"There he is - | shrieked, dropping
bag and parasol in my ecstasy, and
rushing down the platform with ex-
tended arms. "There he is Oh, call
him sOmebody-tell him rm here
make him look this way ~
"Where Which Where is he p
cried half dozen men, quite excitedly.
''Elim i'll the straw hat, with the bun
dies Halloa, sir ! Halloa Stop
him ~ And three small boys and one
man started in pursuit.
Poor Charlie ! There he came, hur-
rying along in our direction, swiftly.
it is true, but quite at his ease. and
with smiling face, when my four com
panions gave chase. And just It's they
uplifted their voices, and just rs Char
lies eyes, sweeping the surrounding
scene, appeared to light upon them
just then did the locomotive behind
which we had been sitting few mo-
ments before, and which had been
backing and snOrting, and advancing
and backing again, after the manner OF
trains, chose this time to set up a
shrek and violent ringing of the bell,
and tO go putting on its way to New
York. And Charlie first started wildly.
and then turned around and chased
the locomotive. and the three small
boys and the man chased, him, rendiug
the air with shOdts of "stop him !"
But Charlie couldn't keep up with
the train very long, and the impOtency
of his efforts seemed to break upon
him suddenly, after he had run him
self very hot and damp, and shed all
the hot buns from his brown paper
He turned and faced his pursucrs like
"A man mt bay, and tigurativcly speak
ing, they fell upon him.
''Stop there ! Where are You go
ing 2" "Come back after your young
lady, yOu scamp!" "Ain't on ashamed
Of yourself ?" shouted the small boys
in ecstasy. "Wanted to run away, did
you Didn't do it this time. old
feller ~
''What do YOU. want ~ said Charlie
''There she is :" rOared Il dozen vol
'es, with appropriate action with as
many unwashed hands. "Ain't got rid
of her SO easy yet -
will draw decorous veil over the
that followed, the profanity
with which Charlie punctuated it, and
the compliments exchanged by the
who evinced the widest joy
Mt what was supposed to be the dis
of villainy. | will merely
observe that the whistle of the Boston
train cut short our little scene, and
that | was hauled up ons the last car
amid the cheers of the bystanders,
greatly multiplied since Charities ap-
pealance on the scene, and specded on
my way by Il parting roar from one
benevolent parsonage to ''keep Il tight
eve on my young man, for he warn't to
he trusted as far as you could see him -
Also that Charlie shed bank notes as
well as buns in the excitement of the
chase, and that my fine parasOl, with
AN agate handle, the wedding gift of
my beloved Arabella, is probably
around Blankville, ut this
very hour, poised in the threaded
hand of some village belle.