WANTED HER SATCHEL.

Globe, Volume IV, Issue 473, 21 December 1875, Page 3

WANTED HER SATCHEL.

She came from South Bend, says the Detroit Free Prexs, and when she got off the train she discovered that her big satchel hadn’t come along with the baggage. She flourished her check under the baggagemaster’s nose, and loudly demanded “ that satch-eel,” and after a long hunt he was forced to say—“ Madam, there is some mistake, I’m very sorry, but the satchel is sure to come on the next train.” “ Do you s’pose I’m going to wait round here till tomorrer?” she indignantly responded, pushing the check under his eyes. "You can go on and we’ll forward it, madam.” “ I’d look purty going on and leaving that satchel to foller,” she exclaimed. “ Every dud I’ve got in the world, ’cept these on my back, are in it, and I’m going to have ’em or thie road will get sued!’’ He made another search, failed

to find it, and said—“ It must have been left, but it is sure to come.” “ Where’s the boss of this road 7” she demanded, waving her check round. “ I’m going to see if I am to be defrauded of a satchel chuck full of as good clothes as any woman of my age in Indiana ever put on 1” The man pointed down the depot, and she walked up to the ticket office and called at the agent: “ See here, mister ; I want 40 dollars or my satchel !” “ I don’t know anything about your satchel,” he replied. “ You don’t eh 1” she said, throwing down the big bras® check. “ What’s that ?” “ A check, madam.” “Yes, a check for ray satchel, and now the satchel can’t be found ! It’s probably bin stolen, but I know everything in it. There was three chemises with ruffles around the top ; one new night gown ; two pairs of stockings darned in the heels ; one grey dress which cost 25 cents a yard in South Bend; another night gown torn on the back ; two check- ” “It was detained, and will be here on the next train, he interrupted. “But I'm bound for Oswego, and I don’t care tor any of your next trains !” she snapped. “ Well, you’ll have to see some one else ; I have nothing to do with the baggage.” “I will see some one else, young man I I'll see the man who bosses this road, and I’ll have my satchel nr the pay for it, or I’ll have the whole crowd of you in gaol I” Turning away she caught sight of a policeman, and bearing down on him she said : “ Be you a police 7” “ Yes’m “ Well then, I want this railroad arrested ! They’ve stolen my satchel !” “ Oh, I guess you’ll find it all right,” he replied. “ Baggaee is frequently lost, but it always turns up all right again. You have the check all right 7” “Yes, and I can remember every article in it. There is a nightgown torn in the back ; there is a bottle of hair revigorator that was never uncorked ; there’s one new nightgown with a ruffle around the top ; there’s two yards of flannel for my daughter’s baby ; there’s a white envelope; there’s a bottle of goose lie; there’s —“ Oh, well, it’ll come along,” interrupted the officer. “ And I’ve got to wait?” “Yes, or go on and let them send it." “ I vum if I will I” she said, pushing the check into his ear; “ I’m going to have that satchel or the pay for it! I'd look purty landing in Oswego with these duds on, wouldn’t If” “Well, I cant’t help you.” “Then I’ll help myself ! The Wilkinsons never did let any one impose on 'em yet. and we shan’t ’low it now I” She got a boy to show her upstairs to the general offices, and walking into the superintendent’s room, she asked : “ Be you the boss of this road?” “I’m the superintendent,” he replied. “You see that check 7” “ Yes.” “ Well, that’s my satchel check. The satchel haint here : it’s been stolen or lost. I want forty dollars right away.” “You’ll have to see the baggage-master, madam.” “ I’ll see nobody! That satchel’s bin hooked as sure’s your born, but I can identify it. I know everything in it. There was a night-gown, perfectly new, made yard-wide goods ; there was a bottle of hair revigorator ; there was a night-gown with a hole in the back ; there was a .” At that moment a baggage-master came up and informed her that the lost satchel had been found under a pile of trunks, and she arose and remarked ; “ Well, that’s all right. Looks to me as if there was a little suspicion here, but this railroad wants to understand that I can stick up for my rights with any body. I was bound to have that satchel or put the hull caboodle of ye where you couldn’t break out 1” And, parading up and down the depot with the big satchel under her arm, her eyes wore a look of proud triumph.