ilk hat,
swallow-tailed coat and plaid pants. There he sat, in his usual
position, chin resting on his gold-headed cane, the plug hat poised on
the back of his head, and eyes staring vacantly over his gold
spectacles, which as usual were balancing across the end of his nose.

My first impulse was to grasp him by the hand, but on second thought I
passed on to the third seat behind him, and settled down.

The train was soon under head-way, and I began wondering what I could do
to have a little fun at his expense.

Just as I was about to give up the idea for the want of an opportunity,
the train slackened up at the next station. As it came to a halt and
everything was quiet, I yelled out at the top of my voice: "Change cars
for Pocahontas."

The last word had scarcely left my lips when the old Doctor as quick as
lightning jumped to his feet, and turning round with the speed of a cat,
placed his cane on his seat, and with both hands resting on top of it
and his hat on the back of his head, gave a wild, searching look over
the car with his spectacles still hanging on the end of his nose. I held
a newspaper up in front of me as if interested in reading. A great many
people laughed, but of course they could not appreciate the joke as I
could. The Doctor then resumed his seat, when I said in a loud tone of
voice:

"If the majority of people had more brains and less impecuniosity they
would be better off in this world."

At this the Doctor instantly jumped to his feet again and cried out:

"Johnston, you ---- red-headed hyena, where are you?"

I then shook him by the hand, and, after quickly relating a part of my
experience since leaving him, was informed that he had located in a
thriving town in Northern Indiana and was doing well, but had abandoned
Clairvoyance. As he was on his way to Toledo we had quite a chat. I
referred to our late experience at Pocahontas, a portion of which he
enjoyed immensely.

When we arrived at Toledo he said he believed he would eat his supper at
the lunch-counter in the depot. Having about thirty minutes' time before
my train left, and being a little hungry myself, besides wanting to
prolong my visit with the Doctor, I decided to keep him company. He was
very hungry and ordered a cold roasted quail with dressing, cold boiled
eggs, biscuit, butter and coffee; while I ordered a ham sandwich and
coffee.

He ate with a relish and spoke several times about the quail being so
very fine, and