Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1892-08-25

at sho' did an it's mighty fne
thing fur you, amt it,"
"'Tis datl SpecK I'll go traVlln'
'gin soon if dey keeps it up dis way !"
The train soon rumbled in giving
Aunt Anarky a start she fain would
have concealed, but after taking a
seat in ''de kyar'' she recovered her
composure sufficiently To peep out the
window and wave Joshway cheerful
goodbye. When the train moved on
she steadied herself and began a sharp
lookout for taggers, monkeys, and
tinted snakes. But the conductor
soon interrupted her investigations.
He received the tickets Of Sis Tidy
and Sis Chloe and silently extended
his hand to Aunt Anarky. ga mighty
nice familiar gem'man. s" thought she,
giving his hand avigorous shake; ''he
knows me. but somehow 1 can't size
up his favor. Aloud she said:
''Mawnin', mister"
'sGood morning, aunty," he good
naturally replied, ignoring her mis-
take. ''Give me your ticket"
Ticket I amt got no ticket!"
s'That makes no difference, you can
pay your fare now. How far are you
going?"
''Pse gwine to Shresepote wild Sis
Tidy an Sist Chloe to see"
swell. give me 3d."
1.-TWO dollars! What fur you 'speck
me to pay? Amt dis free train?"
Free train! the mischief! MOI"
"Ain't it de 'commodation train?"
Eyes"
'An' you 'specks me to pay on de
'cOmmOdatioH train?"
''Of course I do! Hurry up and
rattle out your cash. I've no time to
be monkeying round here all day!'
''Fo' Gawd, mister. I didn't speck
to halter pay on a 'commodation train!
L thought twus Free
''Well, now you know, and if you
don't hurry out your money I'll put
you off at the tank"
81 don't need no putin off! Stop
desc ole kyars an let me lam! You
neenter make faces at me, Sis Tidy,
ner nudge me, ner whisper to me
nuther! Pm gwine to git off, isl"
Just then the train slowed down at
the tank, and in spite of Sis Tildy's
whispered reminders to Aunt An
arky that she had left home with the
''spectation" of paying her fare. that
irate woman hustled off, muttering:
ttCo'Se l spected to pay on .payin'
train, but not on kyar whut fools
folks into gettin' on an den goes to
chargin'. Dat takes ME! Dat beats
my timel CALM de ole thing com
mediation kyars an den maxim folks
pay! No, ma'am. I'll put my foots
in de big road an walk back to town!
sho' willl'
Fortunately for Aunt Anarky's pa
thence, as well as her ''foots," after
the two-mile walk from the tank to
town had been accomplished, she
found Uncle JoshWay and Cawnstalk
still in the neighborhOOd of the de-
pot. Painting and almost breathless
she reached the wagon and climbed
in.
WHEREIN name O. sense you come
FUN, Anarky?' began Joshway.
''Git in dis Vaughn, boy, an strack
out fur home. Doan' asst any ques-
! tions till git sawter rested an re-
comcised. Git up here, Cawnstalk. %
After driving some distance our
traveller became sufficiently 'Tecom-
cised' to narrate her adventures.
Uncle Joshway commended her thrift,
and declared she had ''twicet as
much sens as Sist' Chloe an Sis Tidy
both put togedder"
81 reck'n I isl she replied, i'm
mensely fiattered and complacently
smoothing down her iodine" trim
min. 81 sho' had sense 'nough to
hop off'n dat hypple criketty ole train
bidout spennin' my money. An
dair's one thing I kin say now: I've
done rid on de kvars one time, et
twas only fur es de tank. Dat was
'scursion enough for me. Lawd
knows it wus. detroit Free Press.