The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-11-28
BILL ME.
lBossoa Gloee.l

| ion lately because ! did not teea well. | was tatigued. took ride on the cars last week, and it shook me up good deal. l The train vas crowded somewhat, and so 1 sat in the seat with woman who got aboard at Mipkin's siding. noticed as we pulled out ot Minkin's siding that this woman raised the window so that she could bid adieu to a man in a dyed moustache. do not know whether he was her dolce far niente, or her grand son by her second husblnd. lknow that if he had been a relative of mine, how ever, would have cheertully concealed the fact.
 l She waved a little ,x6 handkerchief out of the window, said "good-ov." si- lowed a fresh zephyr from Cape Sabine to come in and play a xylophone inter lude on my spiral column, and then burst into paroxvsm of damp, hot tears. had to 70 into another car for mo ment, and when l returned a pugilist from Chicago had my seat. When travel am uniformly courteous, espec- ialiy to pugilists. A pugilist who has started out as an obscure boy with no money, no friends and no one to prac- tice on except his wife or his mother with no capital aside from his bare hands; a man who has had to fight his way through life, as 1t were, and yet who has como out of obscuTity and attracted the attention of the authorities and won the good will of those with whom he came ID contact, will always fad me cordial and pacihc. 50 allowed this seif-made man with the broad, high, intellectual shoulder blades, to sit in my seat w,;h his feet on my new and expensive travel. ing bag, while sat with the tear-bedewed memepto from Minkin's siding.
 She sobbed several more times, then hove sigh that rattled the windows in the car, and sat up. asked her if l might sit by her side for feS miles and share her great sorrow. She looked at me askance. did not resent il. She allowed me to take the seat, and looked at paper for few moments so that she could look me ove- through the corners of her eyes. 1 also scruhnlzed her linea- ments some.
 She was dressed up considerably, and when a woman dresses up 10 ride in a railway train she advertises the fact that her intellect is beginning to totter on it's throne. People who have more than one suit of clothes should not pick out fine raiment for travelling purposes. This person was not handsomely dressed, but she had the kind of clothes that look as though tAey had tired to present the ap- pearance of affluence and had failed to do so.
 This leads me to say in all seriousness that there is nothing SC sad as the sight of man or woman who would scorn to tell wrong story, but who will persist in wearing bogus clothes and bogus Jeselry that wouldn't fool any body.
 My seat-matc wore cloak that had started ou, to hamboozle the American people with the idea that it was worth SIoo, but it wouldn't mislead any one wno might be nearer than half mule. also discovered that it had an air about it that would indicate that she wore it while she cooked the pancakes and itied the doughnuts. It hardly seems possible that she would do this, but the garment, l say, had that air about it.
 She seemed to want to converse after awhile, and as she began on the subject of liter ,ture. picking up volume that had been left in her seat by the train boy, entitled "Shadowed to Skowhegan and Back or, The Child Fiend price g. I've drifted on pleasantly into the broad do- main of letters.
 Incidentally asked her what authors she read mostly.
 "Oh, don't remember the authors s1 much as do the books" said she; "I am great reader. If should tell you how much have read, you wouldn't be- lieve it."
 said certainly would. had ire quently been called upon to believe things that would make the ordinary rooster quail
 If she discovered the true inwardness of this Anglo American "Jewdesprit," she refrained from saying anything about it.
 "I read good deal" she continued, (" and it keeps me all strung up. weep, oh, so easily" Just then she lightly laid her hand on my arm and could see th at the tears were rising to her eyes felt like asking her if she had ever tried run niug herself through a clothes wrineer every morping2 ] did feel that some one ought to chirk her up, so l asked her if she remembered the advice of the editor who receved letter from a young lady troubled the same way. She stated that she couldn't explain it, but every little while, without any apparent cause, she would shed tears, and the editor asked her why she didn't lock up the shed.
 We conversed for a long time about literature, but every little while she would get me into deep water by quoting some author or work that had never read. l never realized what a hopeless ignora- mus was till 1 heard about the scores of books that had made her shed the scalding, and yet that had never, never read. Wnen she looked at me with that fAr-away expression in her eyes, and with her hand resting lightly on my arm in such way as to give the gorgeous two- karat Rhinestone from Pttsburg full play, and told me how such works as " The