Part 15 (1/2)

”What place is this?” said Jimmieboy, as the express train came to a full stop. ”I didn't know fast trains stopped at funny little places like this--and _do_ look! Why there is a horse sitting in a wagon driving a pair of men up hill.”

”Better not try to know too much about diss yere place, mistah,” said the colored porter of the car Jimmieboy was travelling in. ”Hit's a powahful funny sort o' place, but hit's just as well fo' you to stay on de kyar an' not go foolin' outside less you's asked.”

”I should say it was queer,” returned Jimmieboy, ”but I can't help feeling that I'd like to know all about it. What is it called?”

”Totherwayville,” returned the porter. ”Hit's called like dat because everything in it's done the other way from how you'd do it. If you walked outside on de platform ob de station likely as not some little dog would come up and tie you to a chain an' go leadin' you round town; 'nd you, you couldn't say a woyd. You'd only bark like as though you only was a dog and dey'd give you bones to eat when dey didn't forget it--less dey thought you was a cat, an' den dey'd most likely forget to feed you on milk, de way you does with yo' cat.”

”I haven't got any cat,” said Jimmieboy.

”Dat's lucky fo' de cat,” returned the porter. ”Not dat I tinks yo'

ain't as good an' kind a little boy as ebber lived, sah, but just because ebbery body dat owns cats sort of don't treat 'em as well as dey'd treat a baby for instance. De kindest heartedest little boy in de worl' would forget to gib his cat its dinner if he had a new toy to play wid, or a new suit o' party dress to put on to show his poppy when he come home.”

The porter was called away for a minute by an old lady at the other end of the car who wanted to know what time the seven ten train generally started, and while he was gone Jimmieboy gazed wonderingly out of the window; and I can't say that I blame him for doing so, for Totherwayville was indeed a most singular place. There were very few men, women or children in the streets and those that were there appeared to live in a state of captivity. Small dogs led boys around by a string or a chain; some of the boys wore muzzles. Here and there were men tied to hitching posts, and all about were animals which Jimmieboy had always. .h.i.therto supposed were to be found only in the wild countries, or in circuses and zoological gardens.

Off in a field a hundred or more yards from the station were a lot of monkies playing baseball, and drollest of all, in front of the Totherwayville hotel, stood a huge lion smoking a cigar and talking with an elephant.

”Well I never!” said Jimmieboy. ”This seems to be a regular wild animal place.”

Just as he spoke a baby elephant came running down to the station holding a small envelope in his trunk. When he got to the platform he looked anxiously about him and then walking up to a funny looking baboon, who appeared to be depot master, engaged him in earnest conversation. The baboon took the envelope, read the address written upon it and said ”he would see.”

Then he walked to the end of Jimmieboy's car and called for the porter.

”Well, whad yo' want?” asked the porter.

”Here's an invitation from the mayor to a young man who is said to be on this car,” said the baboon. ”If he is, will you give it to him?”

”Certainly,” said the porter, his face wreathing with smiles.

”Certainly. He's hyah.”

Jimmieboy watched all this with interest, little thinking that the invitation was for no less a person than himself. He soon discovered the fact, however, for the porter came to him instantly and handed him the envelope. It was addressed simply to:

MASTER JIMMIEBOY, Care of the Porter, Express Train, No. 6098.

Kindness of Thomas Baby Elephant.

”For me?” cried Jimmieboy.

”Ya.s.sir,” said the porter. ”Hit's for you.”

Hurriedly tearing the envelope open, Jimmieboy took from it a delicately scented card on which was engraved:

The Wild Animals Request your presence at their wonderful Exhibition of Trained Hagenbecks, This Afternoon at Two Absolute Safety Guaranteed.

R. S. V. P.

”Dear me!” cried Jimmieboy, excitedly, ”I couldn't think of going. I should be afraid.”

”Oh, you needn't be afraid,” said the porter. ”Dey'se promised you absolute safety, and I'll tell yo' just one thing. Animals soldom makes promises, but when dey does, dey keeps 'em. Dey's sort ob different from people in dat. Hit's twice as hard to get 'em to make promises but dey seems to be able to keep 'em twice as easy as people. I'd go if I were you. De conductor'll keep de train waitin' fo' you. Dere's on'y one man aboard dat's in a hurry an' he's travellin' on a free pa.s.s, so de road ain't liable fo' any delays to him. I'll go wid you.”

”But how do you know it'll be safe,” added Jimmieboy. ”I want to go very much, but----”