Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-12-26

| things of that kind. Chester 1857, you
mo, didn't"
f'Ohl of course. But that is so, isn't it?
Fact is, have got Chester well into my
head, he explained, ''as 1 expect tele.
gram There. Might 1 ask a favor?-that
you will rouse me as we get into Chester, if
do happen to be snoozing?"
81 will, if am awake"
limp"
was about to return a hastv answer to
the question when my inquisitive friend OBJ
servered: ''You don't mind me being so
free, 1 hope, but I'm nervous sort of cove,
and I'm afraid 1 like to hear the sound of
my own voice. 1t keeps me company like.
put up usually in Dublin at little hotel
| in c. street. Poor sort of place, but
clean and cheap. I'm not q great swell,
you can see. Anyhow, not if luggage
counts That's my whole stock-in-trade, I"
pointing to the leather valise over his head.
1t was difficult to be churlish in the face
of such confidence; so 1 thawed bit, and
kept up fairly lively conversation with
| the stranger right into Chester station.
"Ah!" he cried, jumping to his feet, and
stretching his arms as the express began
to pull up. 81 am on tender hooks until L
get my telegram. Are you going out to
have bit of refreshment? There is about
fifteen minutes to wait here" putting on his
overcoat
Eyes. I'm going to have cup of tea and
a sandwich.
"AlI right I'll be off to the telegraph
office, and pick you up in the refreshment
room" And then he bounded out of the
carriage.
Iproceeded to the refreshment room, and
succeeded in getting a cup OF tea in about
three minutes-an incredibly short wait for
traveller by an express train. Just as had
swallowed my tea the sporting journalist
rushed into the room, and almost dragged
me out on the platform.
Though spoke so bravely of sleep, I
found it impossible to WOO it, and with
half-closed eyes found my thoughts drift
ing back pleasantly to the beautiful young
woman who had addressed me on the plat
form. Who or what could she be? wove
all sorts OF romGnces around her, and in the
end found myself cursing the timidity
which had prevented me from ascertaining
something further about her. In q stu
pidly romantic way 1 was, at the ripe age
OF 81, In love with woman whose face
had seen for the space of about sixty Sec
onds.
At Rugby was rudely awakened from
what must have been bona-ide doze by
a snake and voice which said:
Thought I'd take the liberty of waking
you up. Rugby. Few minutes for refresh.
ments"
''oh, thank your rubbing my eyes and
yawning
Have a drink with me?''
Thanks; no."
was now fully awake, and began to
feel certain amount of justifable resenti-
ment at the familiarity OF my fellow pas
sengeE.
"Then I'll have a try for myself" said
the sporting journalist you'll keep nv
corner safe for me, won't you7
"All right"
The lnquisitive young man then bounded
out OF the compartment, leaving me to en-
joy the prospect of his folded overcoat and
of well-worn valise (bound with painfully
new straTs), which was reclining ON the
rack overhead.
The two other travelers-the couple in
the other corners of the compartment
made no( move when the train stopped at
Rugby. As soon as my vis-a-vis was at a
safe dista nee one of them turned around
and said:
''Tslk1tive customer, that, STRIP
Eyes, indeed"