Connecticut western news., 1886-04-07
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->-- toward the lady at the bookstall At the same moment, from the other side of the train, came my pretty companion in great perturbation, hustled by a grumbling off cial, but safely on board, just as the train moved of. Horrorl had mistaken the lady traveller; the one at the book-stand was not the right one-same cloak, same hat, same outlines, but not the same wo- man! She had scarcely entered the car when she uttered cry:
 My things! Some one has stolen my thingsl'
 For fhe first time she looked at me- with what an eye! I shall never forget that look. ''No, Madam" said, "your things are not stolen; they are-they are left at Tonnerre!
 At Tonnerre! Howl"
 explained everything. Bless me! I could never describe the second look she gave me-but I believe shall remember it longer than the first one.
 liam very sorry, Madam, "I stammered. '1 am greatly distressed, but the motive was good. I thought you would miss the train, and you would be cold, and did not want you to suffer. Pardon me-don't fear for your things They are in honest hands "a railway official At the next station you can telegraph-I shall telegraph-we will telegraph-we will soon get them. Ah! you shall have them! swear it, if have to return myself to Tonnerre to get them."
 ''That is sufficient, sir" she said. T know what must do."
 She sat down, severely twisting her gloves in wrath. But alas! poor little thing She had reckoncd without the cold. She no longer had her good warm wraps. It was scarcely ten minutes before she began to shiyer. She shrank into her self, drew her otter cloak around her fine form and positively shook.
 Madam" I said, "I beg upon my knees that you will accept my shawl! You will take cold; it will be my fault, and could never console myself in all my life"
 'I do not speak to you, sir" she said, naughty.
 I was furious at having made myself ridiculous. Madam" said I, ''accept this shawl, or swear I will jump off the trainr'
 Throwing the shawl between us I seized the door-knob. My air must have been convincing, for she cried:
 "You are crazy, sir-you are out of your head '"
 s'Take the shawl-or shall spring off !"
 She took the shawl, saying: ''But you, sir, you will perish from the cold"
 Don't be uneasy about me, madam. I am not delicate, and even if should be cold it would only be a just punish ment for my unpardonable stupidity"
 ''Say for your too great haste, for you are right-the intention was good, but how could you take that lady for mel"
 Because she looked so charming"
 She smiled; the ice was broken-the ice of conversation, for otherwise shiv- cred. But how quickly forgot the cold, the journey and all! She was delicious, exquisite, adorable! Dainty, peculiar, gay and original! She loved travel as 1 do. She had been in Italy, like me; in Spain, like me; she always dreamed of going to Egypt, like me. In literature, in music, in every way our tastes were the same. And then, just imagine-lots of the same friends. Perhaps I had met her twenty times without remarking her. Where was my head2 Heavens where was my head? While I eagerly conversed I did everything in the world not to have the air of being chilly, but good Lord! how cold I was! At Dijou my right foot was numb. We telegraphed to Tonnerre for her things. At Macon my left foot was numb We heard from Tonnerre that her things would be at Marseilles next day. At Lyon-Perrache my left hand became insensible. She forgot to claim her coupe.ht At Valence my right hand followed the example of the left. learned that she was widow, without children At Avignon my nose turned purple. thought understood that she had never loved her first hus. band. At last, at Marseilles, sneezed violently three times. She handed mt my shawl, saying graciously: Goodbye till we meet again."
 s'Till we meet againw was wild.
 passed the night in hotel, and rose i, the morning suffering from terrible colo in the head, Ought I, in such a state to call on my friends, the Rombauds They must take me as am, and to-mor row will start for Nice and cure mysel in sunshine. What surprise Tha excellent Rombaurd had invited som
 people to meet me, and among them wa my fellow -traveler, my charmer! Whe i, I was presented there was an impercepti
 ble smile on her lips. bowed and mul mured: And Tonnerre2" II hay , them" she answered, in the same To, voice.
 , We took our seats at the dinner table , ''What cold, my goodness!" c, claimed that excellent Rombauo s0Where in the world did you catch sue
 a cold? In the cars, perhapsa" .It is possible" I replied, "but reall do not regret 1t.
 Nobody understood this queer respons'
 but I felt the sweet and compassiona1 paze of my lovely travelling cOmpaniO