The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1912-07-10
CHAPTER XVI.
Good Niqht, All!

tinued to drop, heads to bump against
upper berths, the bell to ring now
and then. and ring again and again.
The porter paid little heed to it.;
he was busy making up number five
(1ra Lathrop's berth) for Marjorie,
who was making what preparations
she could for her trousseauians, hus-
bandless. dogless first night out.
Finally the Englishman. who had al
most rung the bell dry of electricity.
showed from his berth his indignant
and undignified head. Once more the
car resounded with the cry of Paw.
tab! Pawtah!"
The porter moved up with notice
able deliberation. Did you ring.
sah?
did I ring! Paw-tah, you may
draw my tub at eight-thutty in the
mawning."
Draw yo'--wHat. s.b?" the porter
gasped.
my tub
"Ba-ath tub?"
"Bahth tub"
"Lawdy, man. Is you allowin' tn
takes q ba-ath in the mawnin'?"
"Of course am"
Didn't you have one befo' you
stahted?"
How dare you! OF cawse did"
We'll. that's all you git"
DO you mean to tell me that there
Is no tub on this beastly train p"
Wedgewood almost fell out of bed
with the shock OF this news.
We do not carry tubs-no. sab
There's q lot OF tubs In San Fran.
cisco, though"
NO tub on this train for four days!"
Wedgewood sighed but whatever
does one do in the meanwhile?"
One just waits. Yassah, one and
all waits"
Its ghahstly. that's what It is.
ghahstly."
"Yassah," said the porter. and
mumbled as he walked away, but the
weather is gettin' cooler"
He finished preparing Marjorie's
bunk, and was just suggesting that
Mallory retreat to the smoking room
while number three was made I'm
when there was commotion in the
corridor, and a man In checked over.
alls dashed into the car.
His ear was slightly red, and be
held at arms length. as If it were a
venomous monster, Snoozleums. And
he yelled:
say whose durn dog is this? He
DIT two men, and he makes so much
noise we can't sleep In the baggage
car"
Marjorie went flying down the aisle
TO reclaim her lost lamb in VOLTS
clothing, and SnOozleums, the returned
prodigal. ye'ped and leaped. and told
her all about the indignities he had
been subjected to- and his valiant
struggle for liberty.
Marjorie, seeing only SnoozIeums,
stepped into the fatal berth number
one, and paid no heed to the danglin-
RIBBONS. Mallory. eager to restore
himself to her love by loving her dog,
crowded closer to her side, making a
hypocritical ado over the pup.
Everybody was popping his or her
race out to learn the cause of such
ciamor. Among the bodiless heads
suspended along the curtains, like
Dyak trophies, appeared the great
mask OF Little Jimmie Wellington. He
had been unable to sleep for mourn
Ing the wanton waste of that lovely
rice-trap.
When he peered forth, his eyes
hardly believed themselves. The
elusive bride and groom were actu
ally in the trap-the hen pheasant
and the chanticleer. But the net did
not fall. He waited to see them sit
down. and spring the Internal ma.
chine. But they would not sit.
In fact, Marjorie was muttering to
Harry-tenderly. now, since he had
won her back by his efforts to con.
sole Snoozleums-she was murtering
tenderly:
We must not be seen together.
honey. Go away, I'll see you in the
morning"
And Mallory was saying with BIT
terest designations: Good night-my
friend"
And they We're shaking hands! This.
Incredible bridal couple was S, king.
hands with itself-disintegrating
Then Wellington determined to do al.
least his duty by the sacred rites
The gaping passengers saw what.
was probably the largest pair of pa.
Jamas in Chicago. They saw Little
Jimmie, smothering back his giggles
Ike schoolboy, tiptoe from his
berth. enter the next berth, brushing
the porter aside, climb on the seat,
and clutch the ribbon that pulled the
stopper from the trap.
Down upon the unsuspecting elop.
ers came this miraculous cloudbura,