A Quiet Bedfellow
by Judge Clark
I don’t think the trains on the Balaamsport and Hinnomdale Railroad ever did make connection at Skimptown. Some said the secret was that old Titefist, the president of the road, conspired with himself, as keeper of the Scantprog House, to add to the revenues of the latter by stopping travelers on the highway.
Be that as it may, I made it a rule, when I had occasion to go by that line, to make allowance for several hours’ detention at Skimptown. Hence I was not surprised one night, on reaching that impassable point, at hearing the conductor call out:
“Ten minutes late!—no up train till four in the morning!”
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