The record-union., 1899-08-06

snefs my business and not hisn, when
I minds to look at your paper as you
give me. Well, I gets my ticket and I
pays for it, and tells him as he may
Keep the coppers, which you'd have
thought he'd have bit my nose Off Then
wants to go back same way as came,
and has to shove through another pack
OF old women as calls me worse nor tho
fust lot. Then l gets into train fust
class, same as you told me, and then
some one blows whistle fit to make
your ears split. Just as 1 pokes my
head out window to see who's a-whis-
ting, she goes off. with a jerk as well
anigh knocked my hat off. and then I
we'll anigh sick. WE'LL I weren't COINS
to have that, no. not at no price, so
fust time as she stops out l gets, and
then I found as I'd come the wrong
road, and were further off nor when L
started. Then a chap wants to know
who'd put me into the train. and I let's
on as Tom Campion amt quite baby
In arms as wanted putting And then
they says as they wants a shilling over
that job, and can go back in an hour.
Not ME, says I: I'd lever by u long
way walk than go in your .jolting trains.
Then they wants my ticket, and I
wants my money back, but we couldn't
do a deal nohow. 1 says as / knows a
CHAP at. home, meaning you, as often
goes In your trains, and it'll come in
handy for him, and they all laughs at
me. But here's the ticket: I brought
him back right enough 'tweren't likely
as l were going to part with it, as I
paid more'n seven bob for .un. And
then l goes and hires a chap, to drive
me home, and I gave him suyrin for
going of it,
And from that day forward old Tom
entertained the most lively aversion for
everything connected with railway
travelling; and having somewhere at the
bottom OF his heart a liking for nv
unworthy self. and having, moreover,
MS stable full of those skewbald horses
he more than once volunteered to drive
me unconscionable distances. partly. as
verify believe, out of anxiety for my
personal safety, and partly from a.
charitable wish to diminish the receipts
of the railway company.
Nor again, as l had occasion To know
to my cost, had he much confidence in
either the efficacy or the honesty of our
Geographic arrangements-elec
as having mo warranty in Scripture
oeihs also referred to the category of
dangerous deceits'' Early one mornino
received an urgent message from him
TO the erect that he wanted to see me
at once on an urgent and most impor-
tant business.
Il never seed the gaffer more put
about in my life" explained the mes
senger, an old farm hand. He said if if
SO be as 'ow you couldn't come I were
to get one of the reverends. but as ,ow
and II you was about he'd take it kind
II you was to come at onst, as he reck-
oned he'd lever have you nor a whole
billing of parsons
L appreciated the compliment, and
was ready to go. In his latter wears
Tom had fallen into the habit of send
Ing for me in this rather perenptorv
manner pretty frequently, and as he
showed me a great deal of ciyility in
many small ways I was only too will
ing TO help him in his petty difficulties.
But L was so we'll accustomed to being
confronted by a mOlehill when the ur-
gency OF a message rather pointed to
the existence of a mountain that I did
not feel any special anxiety on the
present occasion. Moreover, I happened
to know that the old man was suffer-
ing under the inf1iction of the yearly
visit of his widowed sister, thorn in
the flesh permitted to buffet him for
exactly thirty-one days out of the 500.
How Tom stood the lady's presence for
SO long a time was always a mystery
to myself, and to a good many others
besides.
I'D jolly well gag her, or cut her
GRATED tongue out if she were mine,"
was John Balls comment on this elder
ly edition of Mrs. Joe Gargery.
Well, Mr.. Campion, and what's the
matter now" I inquired, after shaking
hands with Mrs. Stern.
Matter!" was the reply; ''well, there
is whole mullock of matter. and ali
along of your railway folk, Master
George. This is how it were: At the
back end of last summer was along O.
neighbor Stiles, and it We're hot, and
he gives me glass of right down good
cider, and then he let's on as it were a
more wholesome drink for chaps Of our
age nor any Of your beers or wines.
and as how he'll give me a cask if I
has mind to take it. Well, it had
gone right clean out of my mind till I
meets him at market a week or more
back, and then he tells me as how he've
ordered it, and then this morning I gets
this Just you see what you makes of
it, Master George and he handed me
a letter
1t turned out to be from a station
master some way down the line, and
ran as follows:
Sir: l have to inform you that a
cask of cider addressed to you is now
lying in our office pending instructions.
1t was consigned to us from the South
western Railway, but was found that
the cask was leaking so badly that it
was impossible to forward it, etc.
well, 1 hardly know what to ADVISE,
Mr.. Campion," and 1 handed him back
the letter.
Il tells him it amt no manner Of use
his fussing and worritiny himself"
struck in Mrs. Stern; tits 4 little cross
as is sent him, and it will all come right
If the end
IT'S cask of cider as has been sent
me, and some one else is a-drinKing of
it half way and there'll be precious lit
tie of it left when it gets this end, if it
ever do GET growled Tom.
You don't know any one. I suppose,
in those parts, Mr.. Camplon, who would
go and see him about it? Let's see,
what's the place he writes from-Bour-
ton?"
"Bourton? Why, that's where my hus-
bands brother keeps his hoteI" ex-
claimed Mrs. Stern. He had a car
riage accident many years ago, Mr.
George, and he has kept a hotel ever
since.
That's right enough" chimed in