Now this is the plain and unvarnished tale of how the Man at Solitaria ran the Great Western Road. There is no probability that he will resume the management. Nevertheless he inaugurated one improvement for which the traveling public should be grateful. The new Man at Solitaria has an assistant.
The Compass of Fortune.
BY EUGENE SHADE BISBEE.
A few days after his return to New York from twenty years’ prospecting in South America, Alfred Leighton found the following letter at his hotel:—
“Buena Vista, Tarryville-on-the-Hudson,
April 26, 189—.
“Dear Alfred: A moment ago, to my astonishment and delight, I ran across your name among yesterday’s hotel arrivals. I won’t waste words in telling you what pleasure this news gives me, but write at once to ask you to come up here with bag and baggage, so that we may talk over old times and compare notes as to how the world has used us since we parted thirty years ago.
“Telegraph when you are coming, and I will meet you at the train.