Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-04-16
THE e:45 EXPRESS.

the Great Southern Railway Station, tn
terminus is always scene, not of confusion
for the excellent arrangements of the com
panY make that impossible, but of bustlins
activity. Cabs laden with luggage, which
is deftly removed by the active porters
block the entrance, the ticket offices are be
sieged, and the platform is crowded with
passengers, each one of whom hopes to
obtain the coveted corner seat The news
paper boys move swiftly about shrilly call
ing out the names of the various Journals
and periodicals which they have for sale,
and above all the turmoil is heard the voice
of the guard, loudly exclaiming, 'Takt
your seats; take your seats for Slowchester
Dulford and Darkingham"
The 9:45 express does not stop after leav'
ing town until it reaches Slowchester, where
it halts for ten minutes, after which the
next stoppage is at Dulford, when quarter
of an hour is accorded to the passengers fol
refreshment, after which ii speeds on its
way without slackening its pace until il
reaches birmingham at 7:25 the next morn
ing.
Mr.. James Warleigh was a gentleman as
the Speaker himself, indeed many thought
that he was far more important parsonage
than the former functionary, as the one had
only the ruling and government of the mem
bers IN the House, while Mr.. Warleigh had
not only everything to do with their mo-
tions, but also had a great deal to say in the
various parliamentary duties which are per-
formed outside the House of Commons. In
point of fact James Warlelgh was par
liamentary agent, and in that capacity had
attained no little celebrity. Upon the pres
ent occasion the parliamentary agent had
taken first-class ticket for Darkingham,
and was especially solicitous about a small
valise which he carried in his hand, and
well he might be, for it contained in gold
and notes the sum of $4,000, which was to
be used as the sinews of war for a political
battle which was about to be waged in
Darkingham.
''No, my man," said he to the porter, '.I
am not going in with that rowdy lot" as
the man opened the door of a smoking car
riage in which a rather noisy party of
Darkingham men were preparing to be-
guile the hours of the journey with game
Of solo whist. ''Put me in with something
1uieter than that
''Will you try this one, sir?'' said the
man, there's lady with six children and
2 couple of nurses"
''Confound YOU, no, said Mr.. Warleigh,
81 will find seat myself, there's shilling,
be off with you.
The man who knew the parliamentary
agent by sight very well, grinned, and
touched his hat, and Mr.. Warleich pro-
ceeded on his search for accommodation.
At length he discovered a frst-class car
ria Nvi- eli uia o,,1 do
lighted with his find, opened the door, and
ensconced himself in comfortable corner,
with his back TO the engine, placing the
valuable valise in the net over his head.
The train was iust about to start, when a
LADY dressed in a ight-colored ulster ran
hurriedly along the platform and Jumped
into the carriage in which Mr. Warleigh
had taken up his quarters. With half in
audible apology the lady swept past him
and took up her seat at the farther end of
the carriage, just as the train rolled out of
the terminus.
Mr.. Warleigh had been taking farewell
glass with Two or three of his friends, and
felt a little sleepy, and as the lady did not
seem disposed for conversation, he placed
his feet upon the opposite cushion and was
soon fast asleep.
He slept long and heavily, and had but
an indlstnct recollection of being aroused
by the lady touching him as she endeavored
TO open the window on his side. AS she did
So he fancied that it must be raining, for he
felt light spray falling on his face then
he sank into sleep again, but woke up COM
nletely, as the train slowly rolled into the
Dulford station.
He rose from his seat, rubbed his ewes,
and took a glance at the net to assure him.
self of the safety of his valise.
To his horror it was nowhere to be seen,
Mechanically he looked toward his fellow
passenger, and almost began to believe
that he had taken leave of his senses when.
instead of a lady he saw young gentleman,
of about four-and-twentv years of age, put
ting yellow-covered French novel into
bag, preparatory TO seeking the refreshment
bar
Here exclaimed Mr.. Warleigh, show
did YOU get into the carriage?"
But sir, answered the Young man, in
decidedly foreign accent, 81 got in train at
the station at Londres, jut as the train was
going to start ilong."
Don't try that game on me-" cried Mr..
Warleigh, sit was a lady got in, and where
in the name of fortune she got to is more
than can make out At any rate, don't Won
leave this till you hand over nv valise Z" As
he spoke, he laid his hand upon the young
mans shoulder, with the view of prevent
Ing ulIl ledNllg the carriage.
But the foreign passenger was not one to
put up tamely with this attempt at deten
tion. He struggled violently, and broke ont
into vOluble though poIyglot English:
"Avot do YOU mean, sare?" exclaimed he. ssI
know your law, and to put one fngir on
him is in his eye an assault. Otez votre
main, your hand take of, or will summons
the polismans. What for your yalise YOU
ask me? What is this talk of lady? yous
etes un perre girls, mon ami. NY friend, YOU
have too freely drank, but will have you
up before the Lor Maire. Aha! do you
understand"
BY this time little crowd had collected,
and Mr. Warleigh, as well as his excite
ment would permit him. explained the mat
ter to the station MASTER who had hurried
up on hearing OF the occurrence.
'Here is my billet, my ticket as you calls
him" exclaimed the foreigner. ''Great
Southern to Darkingham. 1 Ihave two coils,
the baggages are in the van, but no valise
/ have come all the wav with this gentle
man, who has snored here like pig Here
is my card, Eugene Lamont Rue CHEN qui
Boite, Paris, and Hotel de Leycesterre
Square, Londres 1 am travelling for nv
pleasure, and if you me stop, parbleu, as
you have it, you shall pay for the piper"
Mr. WarIeigh was in a decidedly awkward
fix. His statement regarding the invisible
lady had rather prejudiced the public
against him, and if he detained the French
man he might have to pay heavy damages.
There was but little time to be lost. and as
lie was debating the best course to take, he !
felt hand laid on his arm, and, turning
sharply round, recognized face which was
perfectly familiar to him. Matthew Wen
lock % exclaimed he. |
keep it dark, sir, said little man,
with an inexpensive cast of feature, |
lighted up now and then by pair of pierre |
ing eyes, which occasionally seemed to |
rouse themselves from their state of repose. |
l. l. & IL