Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-12-29

that he was otherwise presentable) endeav,
ored, in various unobtrusive ways, to draw
the fair strangers attention to himself; but
she seemed as entirely oblivious of his pres
ence as if he had been in another car Jack
did not like this, he was used to being
noticed, and to be treated thus was a new
and entirely unpalatable sensation.
At Chicago, however, by lucky chance,
he was able to be of some assistance with
her luggage, and received therefor a smile
and sweet ''Thank you!' that made him
feel very much better indeed, although he
was too much of gentleman to endeavor
to make capital out ofsuch slight services
The few hours of waiting were over, and
in the evening Jack found his way to the
sleeper of the Santa Fe train. Blue-Eyes
was already there, all alone. As Jack en-
tered she raised her eyebrows ever so
slightly, then cast her eyes down in dis
tant recognition of mis- polite salutation.
He found much to his satisfaction, that his
section was directly opposite the Que Blue
Eyes occupied
A man and a woman, without doubt con-
stituting bridal couple and a mutual ad-
miration society, entered the car and took
possession of the section away back in the
corner, after which the train pulled out
and Jack Boswell settled himself in his
seat, evening paper in hand, in position
to command the best possible view of the
young person opposite. Then he pro-
ceeded-with shame be it confessed-to
stare, deluding himself, meanwhile, with
the idea that Blue-Eyes did not know what
he was doing.
This idea, of course, was incorrect, and
the actions of the staree indicated as much.
First, she blushed deeply, and, Jack
thought, most becomingly; then she shifted
nervously in her seat, and gazed at the
ceiling decorations OF the car; then she
sorted her stock of reading matter, and,
finally, turned to the readjustment of her
numerous parcels and other belongings, in
the midst of which she started to her feet
with a sudden "Oh-h-h-hp'
81 beg your pardon" calculated Mr..
Boswell, startled from his reverie.
"Why, IL forgot to have my trunk
transferred and rechecked at Chicago. Oh,
what shall do?" In her agitation, Blue
Eyes forgot conventionalities and the fact
that she was addressing a person whose
slightest advances she had taken pains to
discourage. "Oh, dear, how silly of meg'
And Jack thought she was going to cry.
The turtle-doves stopped billing and COO
ing; the bride murmured something about
its being "too bad, i" and seemed so glad that
her, and the bridegroom looked, for an in
stant, as if he were going to offer to be of
any possible assistance. But Jack was
equal-more than equal-to the emergency.
TT isn't SO bad, maybe, as you think, I"
he interposed, blandIy. "If you will per-
NIT me, 1 think l can get the trunk. Will
you give me the number of the check?
Thanks" And he went out to find the con-
ductor, leaving Miss Blue-Eyes in flutter
of nervous excitement
TITS all right" he announced, q few
moments later, as he returned from his
quest. ''Your trunk will follow by the next
train"
"Oh, thank you, so much You are very
kind, >" chirped Blue-Eyes, in plaintively
thankful tone. Whereupon Jack assured
her that it had been no trouble-no trouble
whatever-and resumed his seat, feeling
himself master of the situation. Drawing
himself fguratively into his shell, he now
proceeded to perfect his plan of campaign,
while Blue-Eyes, across the aisle, got hope
lessly entangled in one of those voluminous
folders which railroad companies publish
for the mystifcation of the uninitiated.
Jack was not aware that he was the object
of an occasional heetIng, timid glance, but
he felt it to be good policy to look nom
chalant, so he pretended to be busy reading,
looking the while very manly and capable
of protecting the whole female sex.
But as may be imagined this condition of
affairs could not last long. Presently, drawn