The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1895-11-03
THAT ELUSIVE TRUNK.
AImsst Broke Her Up to Watch Over
It's Precious Safety.

Almost Broke Her Up to watch Over
It's Precious Safety.
From the New York Herald.
Madge assures me that she never
wishes to travel alone again.
The hast thing mother told me-" she
said, in an aggrieved Ttone. was don't
lose sight Of your trunk In justice to
myself and the many irate baggage
men l left strewn dnsmy wake nothing
but the French hat in the right hand
division would have made me follow
mothers directions as carefully as /
did. But the recollection of that hat
screwed my strength UP at every sta
ton. and II was not until / got on the
boat at Boston that / allowed myself
to be bodily separated from that trunk.
Ny mind never left 1t. All night while
the baggagemen were playing football
with the freight. directly under my
head, i saw din my imagination my
precious hat balancing first on one
mercury wing and then on the other.
That was alt night. The next morn
ing / started for the baggage room be-
fore breakfast. After getting into va
rious places where / was politely In
formed i wasn't wanted / attached
myself 10 a small official bristling with
brass buttons, and begged his assist
ance. That man is the one shining
spot Cor considering his buttons, the
shining spots) in my erratic journey.
He cheerfully led me. through parts
unknown. to the haven of my desire.
IT was locked-the haven-eo we start
ed TO find the key or its owner.
THE boat meanwhile was rapidly APP
preaching the wharf where / was 20
change boats. After some bustling
about sleepy looking individual was
unearthed from the freight room and
my buttony friend besought him to
open the door.
There amt any hurry as i knows
on. Nobody gets of here
but 1 must get off here. / change
boats here / expostulated.
"'Do tell tIe exclaimed, and Sa (
down to scratch his head and think.
separately. He couldn't have been do
ing both at once. It took so long. My
friend answered for me.
"'Get up there. you fool. The lady
wants to get off. Where's the key?
1--WE were now at the whhrf.
81 dunno. You might ask Tom l
fairly danced with excitement The
boat had waited accommodatingay. 50
far, but the patience of even Maine
boat will give out and the trunk was
still beyond my reach.
Tom was found. but not the key.
BY this time the captain. the crew and
all the passengers were giving sugges-
tions. Then it was that my buttony
friend rose 90 the occasion.
Break in the blamed door, he COM
manded. and. Selling a fire axe he
burst open the paddock and we rushed
into the room 10 md ii empty! l was
ready to cry.
"'Oh,' commented Tom. 'mebbe you'll
find IL in the freight room. / Amt say
ing you Will. but mebbe--'
1--WE didn't stop for the rest. In a
body we rushed TO the other end OF
the boat. where comfortably on end
was the wretched trunk.
After that no argument could move
me from the top OF that trunk. / ate
my dinner on 1t and l ate my supper
on Il And when at last we reached
my destination l was firmly resolved
not to come home TIL all my clothes
were worn out. so that l shouldn' {
have 10 take the trunk back.
That's why / don't intend ever 10
travel alone again"
And who can blame her?