Connecticut western news., 1888-06-27
A DOCTORS STORY.

-, was proceeding by the southwest ern railway to visit friend and former patient, resident of Portsmouth, Eng land. It is not often tf medical man gets holiday, and but for the kindness of fcllow-practitioner, ia taking my practice for fortnight, l should not have had this opportunity of enjoying the sea breeze. The train by which started was an early one, and, having procured my ticket, took my place in a second class carriage, and lit my cigar, for it was g smoking carriage. ca entering it I was surprised, and I think, naturally so- | to find the further corner of it occupied by lady.
 "OhoP' said l, inwardly, 'tsome Am erican demoiselle who desires to indulge in cigarette" On obser vation, however, it appeared to mo that the features of my fellow traveller did not bear upon them that impression of cuteness which marks American nationality. She had soft brown eyes, full, round face, and a profusion of chestnut hair. She was dressed in plain travelling suit bound with white braid, and woro straw hat.
 Maybe, German" I soliloquizod "they are terrible smokers"
 But again it occurred to me that pos sibly tho young lady might be neither American nor German, but had got into the carriage without noticing that it was one reserved for the use of smok- CTS. Under this impression I bowed slightly to her, saying:
 '1 fear my cigar may annoy youl Perhaps you are not aware that this is smoking compartments" | "Oh, yss," she answered, with a
 slight German accent, 'yes yes, yes, yosW | There was something peculiar in he1
 slow, deliberate utteranco and the four.
 times repeated monosyllable. A dreamy
 look, too in the speakers eyes, as il
 her mind was preoecupied. However
 tho train was now in motior, and had
 nothing for it but to cnsconce myself in
 my corner, look out of the window,
 and take birds eye view of tho sui
 rounding house-tops.
 For short time this was we'll cnough
 but began at last to weary of the mo
 notony of such an amusement. Wt , Englishmen, as rule, are SO reserved and unsociable that we shrink into our.
 selves, and every fresh addition to tht t occupants of railway carriage or ar omnibus is received with black look and a sort of tacit intimation that h. has no right to enter. Now, I am ire , to confess that, whatever my fai,ings , want of sociability is not one of them 5 and determined to try to engage m q companion in a little conversation 7 Thero could be no impropriety in ma h of my age q was 3S endeavoring to be : guile the tcdium of lazy journey b.
 convcrsing with a fellow-traveler,
 school-girl-and certainly not out c ] her teens It was, therefore, with a almost patcrnal feeling that add resse her.
 + "There are not many passengers b + this train," remarked. : 1.-Two thousand and three," was tn
 answer, that not a little startled m s equanimity.
 looked at the speaker expecting t e find mischievous smile dancing i e her eyes or lurking at the corners ( e her mouth. Nothing of the sort. Sh 'f was perfectly serious, even stern, an b her eyes had still the same dreamy, fal J. away look in them.
 '- ''Very absented-minded, or else y love, thought to myself. However, ID tried again.
 'f 'I think we shall have fine da re for our journey," ventured to remari ss She turned upon me with that fierc' eI despairing, yet restless look that we St ce in trapped rat.
 ID ''How you talk, talk, talkr she sai to indignantly.
 lg ssBut-"
 D, "Are y ou madT' she screamed in 90 tone of such intensif d shrillness an y with such an awful, hungry look in h. os eyo that the truth flashed upon mo liA Ia inspiration.