Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1891-03-12

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went back to the ticket window with a
vague idea that she would tell the man
there why she had missed it; but there
were people there and she only inquired
what time the 1920 train started. On
being informed she said thank you"
with ELUSIVE graeiousness, and made a
movement to leave the window, but
turned back to ask the clerk if he were
sure. for if that really was the hour, she
told him, she would try and wait in the
station. as she had already lost good
deal of time on account of horse-car
She had Scamp under her arm.
'Pleae step one side, madame" said
the clerk, looking as if he were going
to swear. ''Others are waiting"
sob, certainly" she responded, with
great amiability.
Her movement appeared to be the
cause of mans saying: "The deucew
behind her, and something broke. 1t
was only a slender gold chain belong
ing to an eyeglass, and the eyeglass
fell to the ground. Scamp had done
this playfully with his teeth. 1t was
really nothing to make fuss about,
and why should the gentleman look so
furious? She assured the owner of the
chain that the dog didn't mean any
thing, and was probably trying TO kiss
him. Meanwhile tho glasses had been
broken under somebody's foos
After this the terrier slept a good
deal and Mrs. Cantor read a novel she
had brought with her. She had just
reached the place in the story where
Nadrovine's mother had lovingly
punched him with her stockinged foot
and he had again called her rapturous-
ly: "My small one" when big man in
blue clothes began walking through the
room calling out in voice about as
articulate as the sound of humble bee
in box:
Cars ready for Ror-n-n, Begum-m-m,
Jelogni-tee-e, Varo-d-ton, and Ne
Yor-r-r-kl Train No 4,Ol2, track g.
Mrs. Cantor dropped her book, eau sht
up Scamp from sound slumber, and
hurried to the ticket-ofiice.
"What did that man say?" she asked.
81 couldn't understand a word"
The ticket-sellcr answered that he
didn't know, he hadn't noticed. Then,
seeing the crowd streaming out of the
waiting-room and noting that it was
after ten o'clock, she gathered her
things with Scamp on his leash, and
walked to the place whore the gate was
open.
This train for Bowside?' she asked
of the man there.
He nodded and she passed through
So also did the dog, though he kept
dragging back on his cord and she had
to pull to get him along. When he did
come it was by sliding on all four Of his
feet, with his leash very taut, and with
the most vigorous protest in his whole
aspect. 1t seemed to have just come to
his comprehension that he was going to
see mis- masters mother. Doubtless he
had evolved the conviction that she and
he would be antagonistic, and it would
be his duty to make things as uncom-
Portable as possible all around for every
body He snarled when his mistress
pulled the cord, and he snarled when
she slackened IL. He was altogether so
much like a modern child that every
one who saw his progress down the plat
form longed to suffice ate him.
There was line of cars standing at
the left hand Very soon Mrs. Cantor
came to car which had placard hung |
upon it. She was nearsighted, and was
obliged TO go close to read upon it these
words:
This car don't go The moment she i
read this announcement it did not seem I
to her that it could be true. |
Why did not that car go? Why should
t stand there with the train If it were
not going?
She didn't believe word of it. 1t /
was plain enough it was mistake of
'ome of the men. She felt almost de-
to go to Bowside in that car.
She thought for an instant that she
would return and ask the tic ket clerk
lboutit, and If it wasn't mistake.
The remembrance OF her bundles and
# the difficulty in getting Scamp
through that gate again made her give
Up this idea.
People kept going past her, and the
errier kept swapping at their skirts and
rousers. She could not relinquish her
,elief about that car.
She turned to a young man who was
landing near. lie was well dressed:
e had a very grave face, and he was
Gaming against post, smoking slowly
nd looking at Scamp.
Mrs. Cantor approached him. He took
is cigar from his mouth, but glanced at
wistfully as it sent up a spiral OF
moke from between his thumb and
niger.
'Can you tell me, asked the lady.
what this means?" pointing to the
ard.
This car don't 60. read the young
lan, aloud.
II know that it is what it says, = re-
marked Mrs. Cantor. bat this is the
rain, I'm sure, and there are so many
you know, one can't be too
areful Don't you think so?"
The young man agreed with hcr. He
ppeared to grow more and more solemn.
sit may be, " he said, with great de-