He Slid.

Waikato Times, Volume XXIII, Issue 1902, 13 September 1884, Page 6

He Slid.

Talk about pretty girle — but she was a wild flower and no mistake I She got on the train to go over to Meridian from Yioksburg, and she was all alone. There was a sort of sidelong movement among five or six men, but a drummer for a Philadelphia saddlery house got there first. He grabbed up his grip and -walked square up to her seat and took possession of half of it without asking a question, and in ten minutes he seemed to be perfectly at home. She answered his questions briefly, and he had the hardest kind of work to keep up conversation, and as the train approached Jackson she suddenly said : " I want to telegraph papa Irom here. Will you help me?" "Oh l certainly. I have a blank in my

pooket. Write your telegram and I will run into the office with it." Wa missed him when the frain started, bo* by acd-bye he was found in the srnuking car, liis hat crushed down and his nerves all on edge. When askrcl what Lad happened, he diow forth tbo t^>gram «;hieh the girl had requested him to hand iv. It read : " Bring your shot-qim with you to pop over a drummer who has dreadfully annoyed me. Shoot to kill ! " " To think," he gasped, " that one so fair could be so murderous 1 Why, I'm all in a sweat ; I want some of you to standby me 1 " Wo got his grip from the Beat, traded hats and coats with him, and the way he slid from the depot when the train reached Meridian caused a hotel porter to observe : " Well, now, but that white face belongs to an invalid and them le^a to a deer ! What sort 'of a coon can he be?" — Detroit Free Press.