Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-07-26
SAUSAGE. FACT AND LOVE.


nd omit that s-ntimsntahty which causes
gentle mAi6ea's heart to 20 of in 3 altter
lhy IN the world don't these writers show
; the people IS they are, and make them
peak as they do2 God bless dear old spec
.cled Thacksrsy, We say, for his attempts IN
lis line. But to 30 on with the story: First,
e are nov in the Laurel Junction depot,
ID here likewise are the actors in this little
DRY. The day is cold and dissgress6le,
ID the depot crowded. You would hardly
bow our performers unless pointed them
Il to your notice; this | shall now do. You
otiee that melancholy looking young man
N worn clothes and muddy shoes and
indie and stick beside him. That's the
TO, Tom Duncan. Not Lionel de Some
dy, bat plain Tom. he certainly does
ok plain and very common too. You will
,6Ce that all the seats are occupied in the
ON except the ones on each side Of him.
seems that no one wishes TO take either
Al from fear that other persons might think
II they were acquainted with that mIserN
le sad looking mortal He appears IN
ndful however and sits deliberately eating
&c pieces of bologna sausage aud bread.
{ might feel sense Of dehcscy 10 thus
playing his appetite in public If 1t would
any good. But then be had walked miles
J miles that day 10 search Of work and
J found none. He had slept IN q straw
TX the previous mig BIT and had suosisted su
day on crackers, which he purchased at
insignificant stores along his route. DE
I been unable to get meal along his
notwithstanding thst he had money.
v dear reader did you ever test the charity
his christian globe? When tested %
n Tom had been forced TO, you viii hud
I it's almost - mythical IS the exls,sncs
Prester John. Tom sat there uunindiut
What the others might think They e1ret
for him. He cared not Tor them. 81
4 mattered. / feel almost certain that
other passengers were in much Better
tts than Tom. He had almost exlAlsi'
Aope and money in vain search tir EN-
tment. When these become exhausted,
reader, comes the rub that tries your
lie. Shall you resort to theft; get sub
Ay intoxicated and forget awhile your
~; or shall you blow your brains out?
allowed the latter idea q resting place
iWhile in bis mind, then resolved 10 run
a extreme Iimit-then if no success let
morning papers, in their cold business
manner. chronicle another unfortunate
He counted his money. He had
Ugh to buy q ticket to Winona and about
dollars over. Winons was the RAILROAD
On from which the hack line went to
rSprings, a new mining territory. There
ould 20 aud seek employment, And
2 ihesat in the crowded depot, cogitsting
1 hecidedlY blue manner upon his chances
tthe same time greedily devouriug his
eQe and bread; of which he had laid in
I a supply. 10 twenty minutes the train
Z ibe due. Tom munches away. Nov
tr heroine. The door opens and there
Miss Sallie Myers, accompanied By
I istip guished and portly father, Colonel
3 Both elegantly dressed and OF re-
appearance. The Colonel goes to the
window to enquire the arrival OF the
while Miss Sallie, looking through the
I sees the vacant seats Being OF q
I'd and exhaustive nature she seeks
About to sit down she sees our hero.
last q look Of seoru and contempt upon
ecor unoffending mortal and goes back
father, thinkpg-"HoW awful, how
lear came to sitting down By that
ond! and eating sausage and bread
mere in q crowded depot! The brute!
ALMOST mistaken him for q gentleman!
awkward to be near sighted" When
fathers protecting side she viewed
as far a. her imperfect vision would
-our Thomas. What an escape she
tBut here comes the train. Bustle,
Siop, noise, hurrying to and fro. The
e blew. The train moves of. Mss
Is comfortably seated, likewise the
1e Colonel. She turns to look arouni
4 women do since poor Lots wits set
ample, and gracious sakesl There is
netch, who had been eating sausage
read, sitting right behind her. The
re Of the Journey is almost lost; she
believes that she can smell garlic.
torTid. But cannot she change her
4 tNo. al seats are occupied except
Toms. She don't want that. She
,bs eontented and talks to papa about
astronomy. and geology. Papa looks
l. She tells her papa something Of
how the "envious Hsanisl stabbed
4 &c, and the dear Colonel thinks,
nintellect, what perfect and thorough
on my daughterlhAsI The Colonel
liss Sslhe talked. Ton thought.
nd miles had been trsvsrssd aud the
shadows of evening had commenced
M sr, when suddenly and without warn
.# strain began to slack its speed aud
lily stopped dead still What was
One Of the vital portions Of the
machinery had broken. They must
f4 se, eight miles from the nearest Sta
rafting the down train, which would
them from their uncomfortable po-
A wretehed night they al passed,
SIX oke, they who slept, to find heavy
most phenomenal in Its depths, upon
yund No train came. Hours OF
liz ut waiting and no train. Horrible
could il be possible that the snow
ted in the passes making its journey
ND Sle? Noon came and went; no
...l Redoubled efforts we're made to re
.i , engine, but efforts were in vain.
KID the passengers ct irst appreciated
vel situation, and stories were told
Ht adventures and sufsrings. Each
FIJI bis own hero, and as usual each
#l sggersted. Tom, who could have
|.S ruth and been interesting, remained
4 face bearing still the same un-
3l look which IT wore when We FIRST
Hl BE a. times watched carefully
.ti ious shades Of expression which
u. diss Myers face and wondered what
lit and whether her light aud fsathery
lt had ever anticipated such strange
lIh She looked sad and eAre-Rorn.
HN nat look had begun 20 settle upon
8N ) of all Hanger commenced to
f 81 itself, and this my dear resdes is
great in q circumstances like this.
Tom he still had 9 good supply
re and bread. The supposed ward
he carried with him was wardrobe
si inner man. Bread and sausage
4 more Evening came and no re-
VA n felt that If his lot was to parish
+ made no difference to him. Whsa
~ L, vvaa axhanatad ha con "a than