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"Why," said Nan, with assurance, "I'd look through the express matter and see if there wasn't a case of canned milk going somewhere " "Great! Hurrah for our Nan!" broke in Bess Harley, in admiration. "Who'd ever have thought of that?" "But we couldn't do that, Miss," said the baggage-man, scratching his head. "We'd get into trouble with the company."
"Was the little boy of a man named Dent lost in the mountains near here?" "Yes three days ago," replied the baggage-man. "Have they found him yet?" "No nor never will alive that's my opinion." Howard asked for the nearest livery-stable and within twenty minutes was on his way to Dent's farm. His driver knew all about the lost child. Two hundred men were still searching. "And Mrs.
"Can you tell me the name of this hackman?" now asked Manning. "I think his name is Davids," answered the clerk, "but I will ask the baggage-man about him; he can, no doubt, tell me who he is." The baggage-man was summoned and he distinctly remembered the occurrence, and that the driver's name was Billy Davids, who was well-known throughout the city, particularly among the sporting fraternity.
It was plain to be seen that the baggage-man at Aiken had gathered up some other pieces of baggage and carried them inside, and left mine on the outside, when a couple of men picked it up, and putting it on the rear end of the car, rode a mile or two upgrade to an Indian camp, where they threw it off and then jumped off themselves.
"I do think," cried Bess, "that this is the very meanest railroad that ever was. I am sure that Linda Riggs' father owns it. To keep a poor, dear, little dog like that, freezing and starving, in an old baggage car." "Do you know President Riggs, Miss?" interrupted the baggage-man. "Why " began Bess, but her chum interposed before she could go further. "We know Mr. Riggs' daughter very well.
"Well, there, Miss Kilburn, I'm ril sorry to tell you, but I guess the sea-air didn't do it a great deal of good, if any. I tell Maria she'll see it in the right light after a while, but of course she can't, first off. Well, there! Somebody's got to look after it. You'll excuse me, Miss Kilburn." Annie saw her run off to the baggage-car, from which the baggage-man was handing out a narrow box.
"She's on that train, confound you, and I'm going away with her whether you like it or not or anybody else, for that matter," said Windomshire, refusing to budge an inch. "Well, you'll have a damned hard time getting rid of me," roared Joe, trying to break past his rival. A baggage-man leaped between them in time to prevent blows.
He held the angry, mistaken rivals apart, rivals no longer, if they only knew. "Let go of me! Hold this fellow and I'll give you a hundred dollars hold him till the train goes!" "Hold me, will you? My word! What is this? A highway robbery!" Both men broke away from the baggage-man and rushed frantically down the line of cars, each trying to hold the other back.
Two or three of the bells were still clanging, but with abated enthusiasm; from the dimly lighted platform, grayish-white in the ghostly flicker of the oil lamps, the crowd of hungry passengers was ebbing swiftly in its quest of food and drink; a last half-hearted bawling of the virtue to be found in the "hot steak an' liver'n onions at the Royal Alexandry" gave way to a comforting silence a silence broken only by a growing clatter of dishes, the subdued wheezing of the engines, and the raucous voice of a train-man telling the baggage-man that the hump between his shoulders was not a head but a knot kindly tied there by his Creator to keep him from unravelling.
The baggage-man asked advice on accepting the proffered box, with fare and a half ticket attached as in the case of a corpse. The conductor remarked, with terrible sarcasm, that the corpse was the noisiest one he ever had encountered, even in that cursed and benighted and seven times outcast hole.
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