Nevada County picayune., 1891-03-05
The knight of the Crimson Scarf,

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Sara, have you got your satchel?
eyes, aunty. GOod-bye!"
"Good-b-and your umbrella? ?'
'Yes. Good-bve!"
"Good-you have forgotten YOU
rubbers!"
She laughed and answered:
"No, aunty; have them here
Don't You hear me say good-bye?'
eyes, but your overshoes are il
the hall"
"No. aunty: those are yours. Dc
say goodbye !"
"Whv l did Got your lunch
! basket, Sara?"
ooh. hotherr" Sara actually sale
that to her Aunt Clara. Then she
added once more:
"Good-hve, auntv! Drive on,
please!" The last to the hackman,
who, veXcd at the delay, slammed
the door, jumped on his box, and
whirled away like very Jehu
She leaned back on the cushions
and laughed softly as she said:
"Did any other girl ever have such
dear fussy aunty, l wonder? But
she is good, and she will miss me aw-
fully when Pm at Mans. Hope she
hasn't made me lose the train. -
a glance at the sheds, when they
reached the station, showed her that
the Illinois & Northwestern had not
even backed in, and she had time
enough.
Presently the passengers waiting
in the ladies room saw a slim. brown
eyed Girl, in gray ulster and iauntv
hat with a scarlet wing on it, enter
the great doors and walk with an
elastic step up to the ticket-office
Several pairs of admiring eyes fol-
lowed her. One pair belonged to a
broad-shouldcred, fine fellow in a
brown overcoat, who mentally OBJ
served:
"What pretty girl! Wish | had
sister Just like her. Some other
fellows sister might do, though, if
she cared enough for me-"
Even the ticbet-agent thawed un-
der Sara's youth and beauty, and
condescended to answer quite civilly,
a question she asked.
When her train was called. she
took up her neat Russia satchel and
FASTENED to secure a seat She had
mortal aversion to sleepers. Grav's
line, Each in his narrow cell forever
laid" came into her mind every
time she entered one, so she chose a
chair car whenever it was possible.
When she had settled herself in a
comfortable place, she proceeded to
arrange her belongings for the all
night ride before her. She took off
her hat, tied pretty pink faScinator
AS if sheneededit-undcr her plump
chin. slowed her satchcl in the rack
over her head, and spread a thick
shawl over the back OF her chair.
While she stood up, he of the
brood shoulders came through the
ear. lie glanced at her in passing
wondered where she was going, and
concluded 70 stay IN that car him
self.
A moment, and they were off-the
iron horse painting and shrieking his
way over hill and valley, rafting and
racing across miles and miles of
meadow aud prairie, stopping now
and then to quench his fierce thirst,
and every moment bringing his liv-
ing freight nearer to the end of the
journey.
Sara amused herself looking out of
the window for awhile. But the
level snOw-draped landscape was not
particularly eXhilerating, and she
turned her eyes toward her fellow
travellers.
She saw the tall browu-coated iig-
ure paos up and down the car once
or twice hut his cap was drawn low
and she could barely see the outline
of manly cheek and light mus
tache.
She hardly noticed even this much
until he stopped to give an orange to
q fat German baby in the arms of a
fat mother The child was restless,
aud the stranger addressed few
words in German to the mother, re,
ceiying a grateful smile and answer
from the tired woman,
Hes Dutch, too" thought Sara,