The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1886-05-06

Were pushing ahead first rate" said
the unmoved and unblushing conductor
You don't feel the motion because tho
snow deadens the vibration"
Hall looked at me with certain treni-
ulousaess about his left upper eyelid.
Shall we have breakfast soon?' was
Hrs. Forsyth's next question.
well, it may be some little time" an
swered Hail.
~Oh, dearl" she gasped, in the pref
ticst way imaginable, @and feel quite
faint"
dived for my basket. Il have some
things here. We might manage to make
a picnic breakfast"
mo, no; 1 won't trouble you. I'd
rather wait till 1 can get some tea"
Il think you had better accept Mr.
Austin's offer" suggested Hall. 1--WE
may be a little late getting to the regu-
lar breakfast station"
please let me be your host,"I urged.
Il can even give you tea or coffee. Here's
a spirit-lamp and a little saucepan, and
have-let me see--cold beef, curried
chicken, foie gras, OK tongue, anchovy
paste, pot of maTmalade, lots of crack
ers, sugar, condensed milk, and all the
et-cBterus.
"Quite larder, declare said Mrs.
Forsyth, laughingly, as finished check
ing off the contents of my basket. "How
stupid of me not to bring anything ex-
cept some fruit, and one can't live on
fTuit-out of Eden"
"I'll fix up a table," observed Hall, los
ing no time in putting his intention into
action. THE porter's tired out; we kept
him up last night. Now you're all com
Portable, I'll see how the others are get
ting on"
what shall open for your asked,
as 1 stood, can-opener in hand.
"Oh, don't know; anything you like"
Il like them all. Suppose we have a
feast?" and 1 began to make a reckless
assault on the curried chicken.
mo, !" she exclaimed: lone meat
will be plenty"
'Will you be kind enough to make the
tea p L asked, as handed the necessary
| implements and material.
Certainly. What dear little lamp
and saucepan 1 am sure they'll make
delicious tea I"
Il have no doubt of it, with your help.
! I'm sorry to say haven't any butter.
! No matter; l ike crackers soaked in
my tea"
! infatuated as was, 1 could not ex-
press my agreement with that essentially
feminine prediction. I dished out the
chicken as gracefully as 1 could, and we
began our repast while the tea was draw
ing.
Presently Mrs. Forsyth looked at me
D L IN
Il think it's very jolly"
ooh! don't mean the breakfast, but
my sitting down as your guest, when,
three days ago, had never seen you"
Il assure you," 1 said, I'm an emil
nently respectable and proper person
that is, for a lawyer. The conductor
can voiIch for me. He has known me
for years"
'Yes, he gave you a good character"
"Then you inquired?' 1 asked eagerly.
ooh, no" she answered, with a shade
of mischief in her tone; "he volunteered
the information"
"How good this tea ISL I observed,
tasting some that she had handed me.
"I never could have made it so well my
self"
st certainly is nice,"but it's not due to
my skill, but to the quality of the tea"
1, of course, dissented from this view,
and took several cups-or at least glasses,
for 1 had no cups-of that tea, which
was willing to swear was the most de-
icious beverage ever prepared,
We were just finishing when Hall came
back and said, "Glad to see you getting
ON so comfortably"
YES remarked Mrs. Forsyth; "the
road is so smooth we could eat without
any inconvenience.
'You give the road too much credit,
ma'am. The fact is, we haven't moved
the last thirty minutes"
You don't mean to say we're at the
station already?"
"No, ma'am; we're stuck"
%Stuck!' repeated Mrs. Forsyth.
'Yes-in the snow. Can't bulge an
inch. I've teIegraphed for relief"
"Oh, dear me When shall we get
out?"
Il hope tomorrow" answered Hall,
who assuredly disregarded truth in his
desire to make things as pleasant as pos
sible.
Cant you back down." asked the
lady, after brief pause, evidently spent
in an inward struggle.
"No, ma'am."
"What shall we dor"
I'VE can only wait, ma'am. They'll
try to send up some provisions from the
Forks by this evening"
"And in the meantime there is my
basket" observed, in as cheerful tone
as 1 could command. had been yearn-
ing to offer my sympathy during Halls
explanation, but thought it best not to
interfere with the process which he called
~leJting 'em down easy"
Il was so anxious to get quickly to
Seattlel" said Mrs. Forsyth. Il think
III go and lie down for little while.
Perhaps I'll be able to get some Sleep"
"She took it better than expected"
observed Hall, as the door hid her from
our sight.
"Shes a regular brick!" 1 exclaimed, |
with an amount of enthusiasm that |
would have done credit to more fitting |
and tender designation.
"For all that, she's gone to have a good !
cry. Best thing for her; will do her lots
of good. Come and have smoke"
/ thought Hall was an unfeeling brute, |
and 1 didn't consider 1 should be much |
better if I smoked while she was crying. |
Still, went, and as I.puffed at my cigar |
l regretted that Mrs. Forsyth could not |
know the consolation of tobacco.
II.
In the afternoon Mrs. Forsyth resumed |
her usual cheerful demeanor, and even |
ventured out for few minutes on the /
platform to look at the walls of snow by |
which we We're overahadowed. We had |
recourse to the friendly basket for din |
ner, and in the late afternoon we had |
some little excitement attendant on the |
arrival of the snow-shoe party, bringing |
up some cold meat and stale bread, which
we considered vastly inferior to our tin
ned supplies. The novelty of the situa-
ton and the discussion of the chances of
speedy extrication whiled away the day,
which to me, at any rate, did not seem
long one. When I got up the next morn
frair- did not Scam To have cIancrp6 !