Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1858-11-27
WAROG Try.
Be Courteous,

DC Ouul IeOuS,
or TIE RAILROAD CONDUCTOR CAUGHT
"You cannot judge of man by the coat hc
wears"
/" lInlloa, Limpy, tho cars will start in a
minute; hurry up, or we shall leave you be-
hindu
rhc cars were waiting at station of one of
our Western railroads. The engine was puff.
ing and blowing. The baggage master was
busy with baggage and checks. The men
were hurrying to and fro with chests and va
liScs, packages and trunks. Men, women
and children were rushing for the cars and
hastily securing their seats. while the loco
motive snortcd, and pulled and Llowcd.
~ man carclcssly dressed was standing on
the platform of the depot He was looking
around him, and seemingly paid little attcn-
that he was lame. AT hasty glance one
might easily have supposed that he was man
of fncithcr wealth nor influence. The con-
dnctor of the train gave him contemptuous
look, and slapping him familiarity on the
shoulder, called out
lIalloa, Limpy, better get aboard, or the
cars will leave you hehind''
"Time enough, reckon" replied the in
dividual so roughly addressed. and he retain
cd his seemingly listless position
The last trunk was tumblcd into the bag
gage car. "Al aboard" cried the conduc-
tor Get on Lmpv" said he, as he pass
cd the lame, care'eSsly dressed man.
The lame man made no reply
just as the train was slowly moving away
the lame man stepped on the platform of the
last car, and walking in, quietly took seat.
The train had moved on few miles when
the conductor appeared ut the looro the car
where our friend was sitting. Passing along.
no soon discovered the stranger whom he had
seen at the station.
Hand out your money here!"
81 dor tpev," replied the lame man, very
quietly.
=" Don't ray?''
M, sir"
well see aboui that. l shall put you
out at the next station" !" and lie scizc;! in.
valisc which was on the rack over the hcsI
of our friend.
!. Better not be so rough, young man." re-
turned tho stranger
The conductor released the carpet bag for
{. moment, dn1 seo.ng hc co;;!i 81 i,0 i.,Uio
then, he passed on to collect the fare from
other passengers. As he stopped at seat
few PAGES off, gentleman who had heard the
conversationjust mentioned, looked up at the
conductor, and asked him:
Do you know to whom you were spcak-
ing Just now?"
No, sir"
That was Peter Warburton, the President
of the road"
:" Are you sure of that, sir 2" said the con-
ductor, trying to conceal his agitation.
Il know him"
The color rose little in the young mans
face but with a strong effort he controlled
himself, and went on collecting his fare as
usual.
Meanwhile Mr.. Warburton sat quietly in
his seat--none OF those who were near him
conld unraye( the expression of his face nor
tell what would be the next movement in the
scene. And he--of what Thought he? He
had becu rudely treated; he had been un-
kindly ytaunted with the nfrmity which had
come perhaps through no fault of his. He
could revenge himself ifhe CLOSE lie could
tell the directors the simple truth, and the
at once. Should he do it.?
And yet, why should he care He knew
what he was worth. He knew how he had
risen by hio own exortions to the position he
now held. When, a little orange pctldler he
stood by the street crossings, he had many
arebuf. lie had outliyed those days of
hardship; he was respected now. Should
he care for strangers roughness or tamts
Those who sat near him waited curiouslY to
see the end.
Presently the conductor came back. With
o steady energy he walked up to Mr.. War
burton's side. lie took his books from his
pocket. the bank bills, the tickets which he
had collocted, and laid them in Mr.. AFafbur-
toms hand.
resign my place. .ssir," lie said
The President looked over the accounts for
amotnent, then motioning to the vacant coat
at his side,, said; r. ~
"Sit doen, sir, Iwouid like to talk with
you"
as thc Seung man sat down. the President
turned 70 him . face ~ which was no angry
feeling. and spoke to him in an under tone:
MY yonng friend, have no Revengofal