SAYING A SPECIAL.

Southern Cross, Volume 1, Issue 43, 20 January 1894, Page 10

SAYING A SPECIAL.

When word came that the train was four hours late a chunky young man who had on his store clothes, and was sticking close to a hig black -satchel, went to the depotmaster and said : “ Confound the luck anyhow ! I was to bo married down at Henderson to-night.” “ At what hour ?” “ Seven o’clock.” “ Girl or widow h” “ A widder, who is wuth over $4,000. Can’t I hire an engine or sunthin to git me down thar t “ Why, yes, 1 might get you down perhaps, hut it would cost you a smart sum. Better telegraph and see if there’s any use of your going.” “ Any use ? Why I’m to be married, ain’t I “ You said so, hut maybe there’s been a slip. You can’t always tell about widows, you know. Better send a telegram and ask if everything is all right.” The chunky young man felt insulted and wanted to raise a row, but .finally cooled off and sent a telegram to friend at Henderson. In about threequaiters of an hour he got an answer. It read : No use to come on. She married the other fellow this forenoon.

“ Saved you at least $25 besides ■your trouble,” said the depotmaster, us the man’s knees grew weak and be sat down, “I’ve been engaged to three different widows, and every one of them threw me down at the last minute. Thought it would be so when I suggested a telegram. Take a little of this whisky, and then go out and sit on those bags of guano. You are not mortally wounded, but only mashed as fiat as a pancake. ”