The sides of the carriage were made of leather, and fitted with buttons, for the purpose of opening in summer.
Being a nasty drizzling morning, we got inside, with our two servants, and found we had it all to ourselves.

"I am sure this is comfortable enough," observed my companion, who was one of the mildest and most contented of human beings.

"Too good to last long," thought I.
The penny trumpet sounds, and off we go--not on our journey, but all over the town to the different hotels, to pick up live freight.

I heartily hoped they might all oversleep themselves that morning.

Alas! no such luck.