Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1888-01-06

pEOA4Dll6Q the man uIlcEuEe or 70, as
have not met it on the trains for several
years
/ don't know whether any Of the
younger commercial travellers or actors
viii remember Dave Hanshaw, but
some Of the older commuters and wan
dersrs VIII recall him He used to run
baggage on the old Kalamazoo, Ando-
yer and CrossWay Air Line, and he was
a rustler. One dull November even
ing they had made the last way stop,
and were running toward Chicago a lit
tie behind time aud going slow. Old
Hundred and Ninety-TWO" had slipped
an eccentric, and was only working
one side, and the hour and the speed
We're alike gloomy. The baggage-car
was very quiet, because all the boys,
who loved to sit IN there and smoke,
had gone back to the day coaches to
snooze away the depressing twilight
and Dave supposed he was entirely
alone. He was examining a new sam
ple-case, strong as a granite mountain,
that belonged to a hardware man.
Dave whistled softly as he noted the
good and weak points Of the case, when
a voics said:
"That fellow viii give you a great
deal Of trouble"
Dave glanced toward the gloomy
corner Of the car, and saw a tall man,
of serious aspect, sitting crOss-legged
on a tin trunk marked johann Inner
ling Esenge ssenberger, Mil
1 egewaukeeburgh Stadt Westliche
COnstanchen; Amerige-land. The
stranger held an unlighted cigar he
tween his long fingers, and was looking
at the baggage-man instead Of the
Z T.
surprised; strangers frequently fol-
lowed Dawes commercial and profess
siOnal acquaintance into his car, so he
merely said:
She's a lone hand, sure but I guess 1
can eucher it, if i lay out to. I've seen
a good many solid pieces come in here
on four good castOrs and go out in an
ambulance"
"Still, said the stranger" lighting
his cigar by breathing upon 1t, but
you never saw one so strong as that.
"YOu must know something about
trunks, said Dave, gazing with uucOn-
cealed admiration at the cigar fake,
and wondering if he had Hermann in
there to amuse him.
al ought to" said the stranger.
"Come off" shouted the baggage
man, "then you must be the de"
"Ohs breathe not his name !" said the
stranger, smiling, as he blew ont a
cloud of smoke with blue light and a
slightly kissing sound, "but you are
correct, and that Is my trunk that you
are admiring. Nothing supernatural in
it Common trunk; warranted to con-
tain nothing but wearing apparel not
all made up. It's a hendish invention
of human manufacture. Made by an
oil III Hrrrrr in fNav=aa
been going around with it nearly three
months, and it's as good as new. Dol
lars to doughnuts you can't start a seam
or break a corner Of it.
"Well, said Dave, "you and have
been IN business q good many years;
I've often heard of yOu-Often heard
your nHme mentioned in this car, but 1
think 1 never met you before. I've
often been told to 90 to you, but al
ways declined and now you've come to
me. So you invented trunks, ell ?"
ayes, said the Adversary, 81 think /
did. If there is an evil In the world
that atiicts travelling humanity worse
than baggage I don't know what it is.
Its inherent wickedness IS evident from
the fact that it is barred at the portals
of Paradise. No man can take a pound
of baggage to Heaven with him. But
how long do you want to smash that
hat-boZ Of mine.
Il guess III send her TO the rope
man when We get to Chicago" said
Dave confidently.
"Tu give you a year, said the
stranger, land you can double check 1t
mp and down on your own run all the
time Get all the boys to help you
I'll come back In a year, and if you
hnu-aHrfH Ia HaHrH il hu-H haH
I'll put you inside of it. "
The stranger pulled his cigar with
shower of sparks and blue fire like a
Roman candle, and Dave was alonei
He shook himself, searched through
the car, and grew very thoughtful
"Well, he said, "if that trunk wasn't
there, I'd say I'd been asleep"
But the trunk was there-a leather
affair, seWed with Fivets, big as all out
doors, and heavy as a mOgul engine.
Dave tossed it back and forth, kicked
/ it, and twisted it, fired big trunks at it,
jammed it up and down on the floor till
the car rocked, and the trunk went
down the skids at Chicago without a
wrinkle. The baggage was never
claimed, and the boys used to practice
on It, but it stood Bullets better than a
football In about eleven months
Dave suddenly threw up his job, saying
that he was tired of railrOading. He
went down to Normal, and went to
work for a florist raising and caring for
delicate dollhouse plants, and living
about all the time in the most fragile OF
glass houses Last time I saw him he
was training some pets. a couple Of tinv
canary birds, the two Of them scarcely
so big as one Of his thumbs. They
fairly lived on the big fellows shoulders
and in his hair.
81 do hate anything big and rough,
he said, showing me a little cObWeb Of
a cage he had made for them, so deli.
cate you hardly dare breathe upon it.
/ See this little arrangement for them
to draw water with? The whole thing,
birds, cage, well-bucket, chain and all
/ doesn't way five ounces And say, old
man. you needn't be calling me Dave
SO loud My names Daniel-Daniel
! Henderson Say, have you seea any
Of the boys on the old run lately? Are
| they all right?H
/ He seemed jOyOusly treasured when
l told him they. were, and came away.
What made me think of him to-day was
| this little paragraph I saw in a Chicago
paper yesterday:
AT "a sale of unclaimed baggage by the
| Kalamazoo, AndOver and Crossway
Railroad yesterday, one very large
trunk was sold for S3S, and on cutting
/ it open, as the lock could not be forced
/ the trunk was found to consist simply
/ of a bale of Texas cotton, leather
covered. 1t had evidently been put up
/ by some crank to torment the much
enduring and patient baggageman, and
had lain in the freight house of the
/ company over a vear.-BOG BtLTdstte.
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