The Prescott daily news., 1912-04-08

easy sense of impending trouble. He felt as if someone had left a mon- strous baby on his doorstep, but all he said was:
 Tickets, please"
 There ensued a long search, fat, flabby hands Hopping and fumbling from pocket to pocket. Once more the porter was the discoverer.
 T see it. Don't look no mo. Here 1t is-up in yo hatband." He lifted it out and chuckled Had it right next his brains and couldn't remem- bal" He took up the appropriately huge luggage of the bibulous wan derer and led him to the other end of the aisle.
 "Numba two is yours, sah. Right heah-all nice and cosy, and already made up.''
 The big man looked through the curtains into the cabined confinement, and groaned:
 That! Haven't you got mans size berth?"
 Sorry, sah. That's as big a bunk as they IS on the tram.
 Have I got to be locked up in that pigeon-hole for-for how many days is it to Reno?"
 "Reno?" The porter greeted that meaningful name with a smile. We're doc in Reno he-the-mawnin of the 10th day, sah. Yassah." He put the baggage down and started away, but the fat man seized his hand, with great emotion:
 Don't leave me all alone in there, porter, for I'm a broken-hearted man. p ''Is that so? Too pad, sah."
 Were you ever a broken-hearted man, porter?"
 "Alvays, sah."
 Did you ever put your trust in a false-hcarted woman?'
 Often, sah."
 "Was she ever true to you, DOT ter?"
 Never, sah."
 Porter, we are partners in mis- sis-ery."
 And he wrung the rough, black hand with a solemnity that embarrassed the porter almost as much as 1t would have embarrassed the passenger him self if he could have understood what he was doing. The porter disengaged himself with patient but hasty;
 I'm afraid you'll have to 'scuse me I got to hep the other passengers on bode."
 Don't let me keep you from your duty. Duty is the--the-" But he could not remember what duty was and he would have dropped off tC sleep, if he had not been startled by a familiar voice which the porter had luckily escaped.
 "Pawtah! Pawtah! Can't you raise this light-or rather cant you lower it? Pawtah! This light is so in formally dim I cant read"
 To the EngIishman's intense amaze ment his call brought to him not the porter, but a rising moon with the profound query:
 "Whass a il thing like dim light when the light of your life has gone out?"
 II beg your pardon?"
 Without further invitation, tho mammoth descended on the English mans territory.
 I'm a broken-hearted man, Mr. MT didn't get your name.'
 'Er-ah-I dare say"
 Thanks. I will sit down." He lift ed a great carry-all and airily tossed it into the aisle, set the Gladstone on the lap of the infuriated English man, and squeezed into the seat op posite, making a sad miX-up of knees My names Wellington. Ever heal of lil Jimmie Wellington? That' me-"
 Any relation to the Duke?"
 "Nagh!"
 He no longer interested MT. Wedge wood But MT. Wellington was no aware that he was being snubbed. HS went right on getting acquainted:
 Are you married, Mr.-Mr.-?"
 "No!"
 My heartfelt congratulations Hang on to your luck, my boy. Don let any female take it away from you. He slapped the Engnshman on tho elbow amiably, and his prisoner was too stified with wrath to emit more than one feeble "Pawtah!" MT. Wellington mused on aloud; "Oh. if I had only remained single But she was so beautiful and sht swore to love, honor and obey. Mrs Wellington is a queen among women mind you, and I have nothing to say against her except that she has the tes.1Ec~ of tarantula." He italicized