The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-01-22
THE TIMES NEW BLooMFIEID. PA JANUARY %. 1878


The young lady operator satisfied him
of this fact.
/ want to telegraph" he proceeded,
growing confidential-''I want to tele-
graph to my wife and tell her missed
the train"
You will have to write Il on one of
those blanks,i said the operator, coolly,
entirely unimpressed by the Ito the
sender) exciting event
P0h, well--I guess you'd better write
II. can wrlte," evidently thinking IL
necessary to establish this fact before
proceeding further,) "but," (fattering-
ly,) 'you can fix It up better than
can."
Whom Is the message going TO 2r
asked the operator, as she armed herself
with pen and blank. .Ufn
To-my wife--in Providence he
replled,with the most sublime innocence
The operator looked at him doubt
fully.
6 What Is the address To whom Is
the message goingY"
The man eyed her with great aston
ishment.
. told you" he said, raising his voice
as If he thought her afflicted with deaf
ness, +" to my wife In Providence
am afraid" the operator replied,
trying to speak ironically, 'that the
message might not be received If ad-
dressed in that way. Providence is
small place, know, but Ii might posi-.
bly, go to some other mans wife,"
The story of the Irishman who hung
his boots ON the telegraph wire is laugh
ed at, but is not really believed any more
than many other tales of people who
imagine everything is transmitted bodi-
ly over the wires. Yet parallel cases
are constantly occurring.
A young woman brought a letter, sealed,
directed to the same telegraph Office to
be " telegraphed, she said.
"Shall open 1t ?" inquired the opera
tor, thinking perhaps the message was
inside.
The young woman looked insulted.
"Of course not !" 1t was to be "tele-
graphed" just as 1t was, of course
Don't you send letters by telegraph"
she asked, with her nose In the air.
The operator advised employing the
United States mail in the transmission,
and the young woman departed with
evident impression that telegraph iusti-
tutions were all nothing more or less
than "frauds."
Another young woman came into the
Boston Office above mentioned. The in
evltable " want to send a telegram, !"
brought the operator to the window,
whom, after explaining all the why's and
wherefores, and relating the family his
tory for the past three generations, she
dictated the message while the operator
wrote. When finished the young woman
took the document, scrawled in the
operators "third best" handwriting
| the one that "no one but herself could
read''-examined it critically, pointed
dlsdainfully to spider-like word, as she
| asked:
"What's that ?" crossed q few It's.
dotted few is, rounded some o's, and
finally flung down the message angrily,
exclaiming to the wondering operator !:
"John never will be able to read that :;
shall have to write 1t myself. And she
did.
A few months ago, adarkey came into
the office at Bainbridge, Ga, and said
he wanted to send an "expatch" to his
girl.
"Very well, !" said the operator, reach
ing for a blank. What do you want
to say to her ~
snow, that's COOL" remarked the
ebony customer, :" L amt gwine to tell
| you what to say to her; amt no fool
| amt"
And he put his quarter back in his
vest pocket and marched off.