South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1889-06-14

blow the smoke right into his eyes
though I heard him growing with
rage-I pulled on heedlessly. 1 should
be sorry to be so rude now, but you
see I was ) Dung and excited.
The short January afternoon was
drawing to q close, and very soon NJ
ter We we're dependent for light on
the lamp that hung from the centre
Of the carriage roof.
Whether It was 1.-The old name ex-
ample, who had gone to sleep. or the
monotonous noise Of the train as il
sped along, or that our powers for
chatting we're exhausted. know not.
but, any how, we too began to fee in
clined for nap. But We found the
lamp an intolerable nuisance with its
inct ssanlly Aickcring light.
Bother it! Can't we blow it outf'
I exclaimed.
Not il We cracked our cheeks.
But I've . notion cried ever ready
witted Jack. Hand me the old boy .
hat
What for?' as handed him the
article in question. 1t was worn and
rusty but we'll brushed and well
shaped.
TO make an extinguisher Of re.
piled Jack aud go saying lie fitted it
on the lamp. making the globe act
like the bald head OF the owner OF the
hat. 1t fitted TO nicely and So
tightly as to keep 1t we'll in its place.
The arrangement answered splendid.
ly, and not glimmer of light was to
be seen.
When the train stopped at Swim,
don we awoke and rushed cut of the
carriage to get refreshments, quite
forgetting oui fellow passenger and
lis hat. On returning ne found they
had both flown. The train started,
I and when we arrived at Gloucester
Jack left me. hal O cool, lonely
journey 10 my destination, a little
station just below Hereford. When
/ arrived it was nine o'clock dark,
raw night; l was very sleepy and
tired. For some moments could
not find my portmanteau then my
hat box was missing, ard while 1
was searching, the guard was exc!a' m.
ing abb at the delay Of the train. AT
last it was all found, and was stand.
ing on little country platform, in a
strange place.
Amy cabs or Hys to be got he REP
l asked the station master.
Dear me. no, SIR was the reply.
But We can get you something down
in town. Where is i, to. sir r
Il want to get to Mr.. Fosbcrry's, oil
Castle Hall, l replied.
paced the wretched little station
till the conveyan came, with my
mind full Of the coming meeting. !
asked The driver how far we had
10 60.
How far. sir?' said be. oh, about
four miles.
go: In, and we bowled along the
dark, narrow lance. After half an
hour drive We entered some hand.
some iron gates, and drove into what
seemed to me now. in the dim light a
very extensive park. The whole as
pect imp essed me with the idea Of u
grand estate, and l questioned the
driver on the subject.
Indeed, IL is n big place SIR, he
replied. IT'S about fifteen miles
around the estate. Eth, MIR. Fosber.
rvs very rich. People do say he has
two hundred thousand pounfs TO
leave il he's a penny, besides this
property
My driver jumped down and pull
ed tho hell. The peal resounded
through the house like the clang Of o
trumpet. A footman 10 livery flung
open The door, and was admitted in.
to hall glowing with light and
warmth. and then showed brilliant
ly lighted drawing room.
A moment later and the tall foot
man reappeared. He apologized fer
his masters non-appearance, and re-
quested me TO obey the instructions
OF note which be banded me from a
massive silver salver.
| tore IL open and read:
Mr. Phil Fosberry Williams: The
aext time you travel by rail, do not
smoke nor annoy old gentlemen; do
not make the infirmities Of age and
seeming poverty your laughing stock :
do q OF tell your friends OF Jour great
expectations; do not speak of your
crack Drained relatives do not make
extinguishcrs OF old gentlemnn's hats ;
do not be slangy, vulgar, and insult :
ing to strangers; do not nourish vain
hopes Of inberiting me and finally,
do not lose any time in leaving for-
ever the house Of your old fireworks
Of fellow traveller.
PHILIP FosBERRY.
y. ST. enclose q EGO note 10 pay
your expenses.
| How ] got out Of the house-bow
got back to the station, and spent
the night in q wretched inn-how
returned TO town and told my enraged
relation my woeful tale wherein /
played such q sorry part-how my
abject letter OF apology was returned
unread cannot tell. / only know
old Fosberry died worth 100000,
! leaving bis niece sole heiress, and
that quarreled with Jack Evans ~
bout il; nor have ever spoken TO
Jack SINCE,