Holbrook argus., 1909-10-19
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 Ey Caroline Lockhart
Copyright, by J. B. L.ppincott CoJ
By Caroline Lockhart

himself for comfortable nap. haViEg snugiy tucked away the last of his charges, including the fat maj in Lower Eight" and the timid young thing who had boarded the train at Norfolk. The porter stirred uneasily in his nap, for the snoring that was arising from Lower Eight" drowned the roar of the train. The snoring came in gurgles. moans and whistling, the like of which had never been heard in heaven above or on the earth beneath. The curtains of Lower Eight had swung slightly open with the lurch of the train, and the fat man could be seen lying on his broad back with his mouth gaping wide.
 AS his slumber deepened, he was apparently in the last throes of chok- ing when neatly rolled umbrella, held in a slender white hand, crept out from Lower Seven" where the timid young thing was shrin--iDg, and made a vicious jab between the cur tains of Lower Eight
 Porter! Porter" came a whoop from Lower Eight" and the bell tri led wildly.
 What is it, sah?" cried the startled porter as he bounded down the aisle.
 Did you stab me in the side?" de- manded the fat man in dire wrath.
 "Oh, no. sah!" replied the porter. "I never done no thing like that. You must have been dreaming, sah."
 "Confound you! I'm not dreaming!" gIowled Lower Eight"
 Well, sah," argu the porter, his black hand concealing his gleaming worries, you know that when you turned in you had took a little noah than was jess good io' any gemman."
 Its mighty funny" muttered Low CT Eight" but he was not in a posi- tion to contradict this statement, so he subsided. The porter returned to the smoking room, ruminating on the strange hallucinations produced by too long a dallying in the dining car.
 The snores began again in rising crescendo. Just as the teeth of nerv- ous passengers were well set, the um- brella stole again from Lower Sev- en- and another vicious lunge made the snore change to d howl of rage.
 'POrter!" yelled Lower Eight" "I tell you sowe one is stabbing mel"
 "Kain't be muffin like that, sah." re- piled the porter, coming up soothingly. 'l ain't slept a win1, and no5ody's been movih in this car or Id a-seen them. You're jess havin' had dream"
 Its no dream!" shouted the fat man. Why, my side is sore. Feels like there's a hole there you could stick your fist in"
 Now you go to sleep again, sah." coaxed the porter, and I'll watch that you ain't fetched"
 The rumble of the train was once more lost in the vocal exercises from Lower Eight" and the porter, pull ing his cap over his eyes, mapped in the smoking compartment.
 .-.uch! Ouch! Help! Helpl" and rec face shot out of Lower Eight" The porter slouched up the aisle, dis gus, written on his countenance.
 "Gawd, porter" groaned the fat man. 'Is there a doctor on board? I'm horribly punctured! Did you see the villain when he stabbed m@?"
 'Kain't nobody stab you, sah " re- mOnstrated the porter sternly. No body ain't moved in this car You've got the deleriam trimmins, that's what's the matter wifi you. If you don't lie still and stop your hCllerin', me and the conductor is goin' to strap you down."
 'I don't see what they mean by putting drunken brutes in the car