Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1893-01-05

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got up in a hurry an i ollowed him.
81 hadn't moro than got inside the
baggage car when. from among the
trunks, something sung out: Shut that
door and pull down your vest!' s.. 4.
SANDY wanted to fight, then, com
tinued Tom. HE danced around that
car like prize-fig hter in the ring.
'Pshaw!' said, that's a aboxed-up
parrot. /" Z 80.
cam then the parrot told you you
lied" asserted McTougal.
"Yes!" says Tom, cheerfully.
Sand then you said-do you remem-
Der what you said?"s
mo, Mac; but wasn't at your side
when we got into the next coach a sec
ond later?'
| 'We. came back with two brakemen,"
McTohgal remarked, continuing. zone
of them brakemen looked on top of the
car, an under it, an in it. He stuck to
| it that there was ventriloquist about.
but gave that idea up when he couldn't
find nobody !.
1--WE flung those trunks right and
left in lively STYLE" observed Pope;
shut not thing did we discover-.no
human living or dead thing-not q
place from which the noise came.
1--WE were puzzled, you may believe.
and if the search had stopped there The
road might have warehoused that
coach, for no railroad man would have
travelled in a car that was haunted.
'But the end came. While we were
looking into each others faces, aud
frightened in being blocked in that sort
of way the voice spoke again. 1t said
very distinctly: Let me out! lam dy-
ing-dy ing!"
cit was under my arm the voice
was" Sandy exclaimed, Tin a big trunk
that had come from camp-meeting. /
sung out for Jake to run for doctor If
there was one on the train an Tom
an me put that trunk on the floor as
gently as if twas glass.
"'Twas light enough. We thought
the poor thing must be almost skel-
eton. got hold of the sledge hammer.
| Keep up your courage, ma'am,' Shout
ed, AN we'll have you out in jiffy.'"
! 'You should see Sandy at that mo-
ment, said Pope, enthusiastically. ''He
looked like hero, every inch of him.
He gave that hammer four sweeping
swings. Crash! crash! Rip! tear! OF
came the top, and it was flung clean
across the car. A pile Of light, feecy
stuff followed.
IA dozen faces looked anxiously in.
to that trunk, expecting to see the
body of dying or dead woman. Sandy
seemed beside hilnselfzwith anxiety.
1--WE crowded around the trunk and
the doctor knelt down beside it.
''He pulled out lot of rags very
carefully. run his arms down on a
prospecting tour, lifted up great wad
of cotton, took a good long look
under it, rose to his feet and began to
curse everyb body, and call 'em pack
of fools. Then he changed his tune
and began to laugh.
81 asked him a little angrily what he
was making such a fuss about, and il
he proposed to take out the body.
"'Body! body! ha, ha, ha, ha! See
here, gentlemen and he tossed out the
cotton from the trunk, showing q
funny looking machine at the bottom.
This is Stringfellow's photograph
that he's had down to camp meeting,
the doctor said. He took one and
rugged it up so as to go by clockwork.
The shaking of the car set it in mo.
ton.
"'It's been repeating, parrot like,
only what has been told to it by the
saints and sinners. Very simple. you
see. won't charge you anything for
my visit, conductor. Good night and
off he went.
! SANDY, our friends here want to
+ know how that dream of yours over
that trunk ended"
ooh! they do, do they? Wal, gentle
men. I had to pay the cost of that
trunk, an trunks cost. 1t took q
months salary to do it, which isn't
complimentary to the road.
II learned one lesson. If I ever
want ter open any mans luggage in
future, I'll smash it professional
style. Boston Globe.