Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1892-09-30
TIE TOUCH or NATURE.
How 1T flushed Complaints on a Sleeping
Chr.


Cor.
we were roihd dozen Of the gloom.
lest passengers that ever got together
In Pullman car one warm June night
coming up from Atlanta over the Pied
mont Air line. There were several rea.
sons tor the sufly dullness which deep
encd as the evening wore on. The
weather was clammy and uncomforta'
bic while to open the windows was to
invite coat of SCOT and shower of Gin.
ders. Moreover the supper at Charlotte
had been undeniably bad.
With such conditions it was not to be
wondered at that an air of gloomy mo-
roseness pervaded the car. The only
party who did not openly evince any
evidence of discomfort was group of a
sad-faced man, woman with n sub
dued countenance and a tiny tot of five,
apparently the daughter of the man
and the niece of the lady. We all knew
we'll enough why they were so quiet.
In the baggage car was q rough box,
md the little girl clutched tightly a
been carried in with the coffin.
Cheerfulness did not increase as the
night grew on Three drummers tried
to break The sl5o1n by relating rather
off-color stories III al. audible under
tone. A disappointed speculator re-
turning home was confiding lis misfor-
tunes to member of congress en- route
to Washington, and giving his opinion
of the land speculation into which he
had been drawn in language more ex-
pressive than elegant and in much
louder tone than circumstances justi-
fed;
Two Atlanta SPORTS were talking over
a poker game; Interfering little bursts
of profanity into theif Condensation,
hardly broad enough to merit rcproof
from the conductor, but yet not the
kind of talk desirable in family circles.
Presently the porter began making up
the beFthst commencing at the rear,
where the ftlheFal party was ensconsed.
The train rumbled OF ttif6ngt the dark
ness, the hum of disconnected ebh5efsa-
ton filled the car, and none of the mcfi
paid the slightest attention to the
white. jacketed negro and his work.
BY and by there were sounds of a
slight disturbance from the back part
of the ear, which CAUSED every one to
turn bis eyes thithet. In the middle OF
the aisle stock little faity form, clad
in snowy night dress, her Foldfn eurls
shaking over her shoulders by the rock
ing of the car, while her blue eyes were
troubled and half afoat i'll tears. She
was saying in baby voice, which OPP
position had ctHsed u rise to its high
est pitch, distinguishabiS Htose the
rumble of the train: Papa and atthtie,
must; mamma told me to before she
went to sleep Seeing the attention
of the other passengers drawn upon
them, the father flushed and made nc
| further fenionstrahce, and the lady ais
drew back. The little tot got down
revercntly oil her knees by the side OF
the berth, clasped her THY hands and
| began:
Now | lay me down to s'eep,
Ipray the Lord my soul to keep,
and 80 On through it all until the final
amen; adding "led bees pnpa and
auntie and poor little Annie, whose
hiamihd Has gone away"
Then, iinresisting, they tucked her
into the BERTH There was no more
story telling, no more grumbling, nc
more growing that night The train
rumbled on with the sleeping mother in
the baggage car and the sleeping orphan
| in the Pullman -philadelphia Times