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physician, a nursery governess, a little playfellow, a travelling courier,
and a huge negro servant to prepare his baths, besides several inferior
servants. These all occupied the parlour-car and the sleeping
compartments; but the little fellow had a parlour, a bedroom, and a
dressing-room all to himself.
I did not pay much attention to the talk of the gossiping guard, and so
he departed, and at last I could sleep. On the road I am like a miller in
his mill. So long as the wheel turns, I sleep on; but the moment it is
stopped, I start up and am instantly wide awake. We had reached a
smaller station where the train usually stops for a few minutes only,
when, to my surprise, there was a great deal of pushing and sliding of
the cars backward and forward, and we halted for an extraordinarily
long time. I was just getting up to learn what was going on, when the
guard entered, lantern in hand.
"I beg your pardon, sir," he said, "but there is something amiss. The

linch-pin of the parlour-car has become over-heated, and we had to
uncouple the car and leave it behind. Now we are obliged to find a
convenient place for the little American, until we reach some main
station, where another parlour-car can be attached to the train. I am
really sorry for you, sir, but this is the only suitable place we have, and
the little fellow and his governess must be your travelling companions
for a while."
"Well, when a thing can't be helped, grumbling is unreasonable, so
good-bye sleep and quiet, and let us prepare to pay homage to the
illustrious youth and his lady attendant," said I, smiling at the guard's
earnestness. But still he hesitated.
"And pray, sir, what is your religion?" stammered he; "I have to tell the
governess."
"Indeed!" My good-humour was rising still, and I continued smiling.
"Tell the lady that I am a Swiss Protestant, and I hope she will not
object, as I shall not try to convert her or her charge if they are of a
different creed. Is there anything else you want to inquire into?"
"Yes, sir. The little gentleman's physician would also like to
accompany his charge, and stay at his side."
"But there is only room for three."
"I know; but, sir, the doctor is a very liberal gentleman, and he told me
that if anybody would be willing to exchange places with him, he
would gladly repay his whole travelling expenses."
"That's liberal, certainly, and I have no doubt the fireman of the engine
will thankfully accept his offer. You can tell him as much. And now
go!"
The man went out, but right after him came the doctor--a very pleasant
and distinguished-looking young man. He apologised for the guard's
bluntness and his misinterpretation of his message. He had not meant to
offend a gentleman, and so forth. He introduced himself as Dr. Mayer,

family physician at the house of the so-called "Silver King," Mr.
Dumany, the father of the little "Silver Prince." After learning that I did
not smoke, and had no objection to children, he inquired my nationality.
My astrachan fur cap and coat-collar made him take me for a Russian,
but, thanking him for his good opinion, I stated that as yet I was merely
a Hungarian. He did not object; but asked if we were free from
small-pox, diphtheritis, croup, measles, scarlet-fever, whooping-cough,
and such like maladies in our country at present. After I had satisfied
him that even the foot-and-mouth disease had by this time ceased, he
finally quitted me, but immediately returned, assisting a lady with both
hands full of travelling necessaries to climb up into the carriage. After
the lady came a grand stately-looking negro servant, with gold-braided
cap and overcoat of white bear's fur, and on his arm, bundled up in rich
velvet and costly fur, he carried a beautiful five-year-old boy, who
looked like some waxen image or big doll.
The lady seemed very lively and talkative, and had a host of languages
at command. With the doctor she conversed in German; to the guide
she spoke French; the negro she questioned in English, and to a maid
who brought in some rugs and air-pillows she spoke Italian. All these
languages she spoke excellently, and I am certain that if a dozen
persons of different nationalities had been present she could have
talked to them in their various dialects with the same ease and fluency.
Of her beauty I could not judge, for she wore a bonnet with a thick veil,
which covered her face to the chin.
Taking her seat at the opposite window, she placed the child between
us. He was a pale, quiet little boy, with very