THE STORY OF A TRUNK.

Globe, Volume II, Issue 192, 20 January 1875, Page 3

THE STORY OF A TRUNK.

{From the Dallas Herald.') A trunk was taken through Dallas yesterday among the baggage on the central train going north, that has travelled some. The owner left Boston, Mass., a month ago for the purpose of going to Charleston, b.C., directing his trunk to be forwarded, to him. At Baltimore he changed his mind and started for Cincinnati, telegraphing to Charleston to have his trunk sent to him at Cincinnati. At the latter place he was called to'Louisville, and sent word when the trunk reached Cincinnati to “ put it through” to Louisville, At Louisville he went to St Louis, and directed that active receptacle to be whacked through to the latter place. At St Louis the trunk was so much behind that he had to leave for Memphis without it, but told his friends m St Louis not to forget to hurry along that nice

young trunk to Memphis. Out of Memphis he went, but loop-holed an old pavd and says, “My covey, don’t forget to send my trunk to Key West.” At Key West he had a gay old time, notwithstanding he was despatched to “ get out of that” sooner than he expected, and so the trunk was again behind. “ Still,” says he to an army officer down there, “ I’ve got a trunk, Cap., that’s been following me around infernally lively, but it hasn’t caught me yet. Oblige ‘ a high private in the rear ranks’ by sending that Saratoga knapsack to Mobile.” At Mobile the proprietor of that trunk found a carte blanche from his employer in Boston “to go West, young man.” Then his trunk didn’t come, and he thought he’d start for Scyene or Kagle Ford (in either of which places if he had been born he could have been President of the United States or married the Queen of the Sandwich Islands); but, after the profoundest reflection, he thought best to get off at the most romantic wood pile in the Indian Territory and hunt the storied squaw. The trunk that passed here yesterday will reach him there perhaps, and, in lavender kids, a tie like a beacon fire, and dressed like Disraeli in his dandiest days, make the Territory tremble for its safety, and finally force it to apply to be admitted as a State in the Union.