Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1885-05-08
A COLD DAY.
He Had Reason to Feel Discouraged and
Broken Up.


He Had Reason to Feel Discouraged and
Broken Up.
The young man took the seat beside
me, and as the train rolled on he I'M
wound about twelve and half yards of
bright red and green and yellow and
blue knit comforter from around his
neck. Then he took off his fur cap and
pulled of the knit cap which was
hauled down close over his ears. Then
he took of his big woolen mittens and
a pair of gloves, and then he drew of
one par Of arctics. 1t is not au fat
even in the land of the blizzard, to wear
more than one pair of arctics on the
train. He then chucked off his ulster
and unbuttoned his buffalo overcoat.
The rest Of his wraps he did not re-
move, as he was going to get off in
about forty-fve miles. His countenance,
when his lace began to thaw out, wore
an expression of profound detection.
Stranger" he said, "do look all
broke up?"
told him that he bore the appear
ance of q man whose entire system was
one permeation of Eliminated fractures,
from withers to hook. | always talk
that way out West. You see / want
these guileless children of the "rowdy
West to understand that l am now
residing in a land of superior culture,
where we look proud and talk through
our noses.
II looked at me for moment, and
then reached for his hip pocket. As
dropped under the seat and crept be.
hind my valise he drew out his tobacco
box and l came to the front again, re,
marking that was looking for my col
lar but.
"Oh, you kin talk English, tooP" he
said, in tone of admiration. Il wish
/ knowed more'n one language. Blu
femme tel you. don't look half a
broke up as 1 feel r else you'd b
askeered 10 set by me. You know how
all KILN cold twas Saturday night?'
| felt my frosted ear tcnderly anC
nodded.
"WelI, got on a freight train ant
role up to Hubbleson's siding, forty
three mild that night, to see my girl.
allowed to visit with her folks all tina
night and Sunday, an come home OIL
the passenger Monday mornin' Shc
lives six mild from the station, an
tramped out to the house in all tina
blizzard, and got there long 'bou
'levcn o'clock Saturday night. An II
be teetally COW kicked by a bullrush
the was a liven' soul to home! Oh
folks, t seems, had gone away to Lin
coin to STAY over Sunday, my girl hat
went do yn TO Grier's Island to stay
week. the hired man had taken the onl,
hors' left on the place and gone dow
, to dance on Beaseley' branch; clever
m Id away, an there | was, left owe
Sunday where | wouldn't know soul
Went to Deacon Numbers and told hin
who my father was, an he kept me
Deacon's stone blind and has the asth
ma so bad he can't talk; his wife's S
def she can't hear it thunder, the
have no children an don't keep n
help, an don't cook anything Sundays
l went to cnurch three times that da,
and went to two funerals; the deacon
goes to bed at eight o'clock and so
shivered on straw bed under col
ton quilt in north room for thrice
hours, Now think of all that when
Teller d ben expectin' a turkey dinner
singin' Hold the Fort by melodeo
all afternoon and huggin' the purties
girl in all Nebrasky from shutdown til
one o'clock in the mornin', and tell m
eff l amt got more right TO feel brok
up than any man this side O. the king
dom? Say no an I'll slam you on to-
O. the head with this overshoe!""
l didn't say mo" ~ Burdette, i
BrOOklVn EdOLe.