Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1879-04-25

oxysms young Edison happened to be
passing through the train with bas-
ket of oranges on his arm. Here,
Bub," shouted one of the young men,
"what are you selling those orx.e
for?
Three cents apiece" readily re-
sponded the boy. -.
LETS see what they ere good for"
continued the first speaker, taking the
basket in his lap and scrutinizing the
oranges as though about to pick out
one. Young Edison at once began to
expatiate on the lusciousness of the
oranges and their remarkable cheap
ness. The boisterous young man, how
ever, cut him short by saying " What
will you take for the whole lot?" The
train boy supposed Of course his Gus
toner was testing, but answered defer
entially well, I've got forty.five
left. I'll sell 'em all for one dollar"
The words were scarcely uttered before
the customer had pitched basket and
oranges out of the open window.
Young Edison stared at him in aston
ishment, then his indignation began to
boil as he contemplated his loss, but
before he could speak his eccentric
customer had slipped bill into his
hands with the words: There's two
dollars for you-one dollar for the
oranges and one dollar for the basket"
Then, looking at the still astonished
train boy, he said Aren't you salts
fed"
Satisfied Lord, yes" said the
bow. his ewes glisteDing as he again
looked at the bill and saw to certainty
that it was genuine. The incident
over, the young men resumed their
hilarity and the train boy wendell his
way back to the baggage car, evidently
in deep thought.
A few minutes later young Edison
was again in the car that contained the
eccentric customer. This time he had
on his arm q basket of apples. They
were not the largest apples in the mar
ket, neither were they altogether free
from defects.
"What are your apples worth, young
Teller ?" shouted the old customer.
"Seven cents apiece" replied Edi-
son, proceeding to dilate on the supe-
riority of these particular apples over
all others in the market.
"How many have you got?" con-
tinued the customer, taking the basket
in his hand and balancing it.
"Sixty. two," said Edison, Just as the
basket and apples sped through the
window into an open field.
"He.e's your money!" said the prod
igal, handing the train boy five dollar
note.
Edison again returned to the baggage
car and once more the hilarious quar-
tet resumed their chatting.
Five minutes later the train boy
again appeared. This time his stock
consisted of newspapers. Both arms
were filed. To appearances they were
the papers of the day, but the young
news agent knew that seven-eighths of
them were old discarded papers which
had been lying in his box for months.
"How much for your papers, bub ?"
shouted the young men.
"Six dollars for the lot," said Edi-
son, somewhat timidly, however, as
though fearful that the bonanza might
be drained.
Here they 60 r. shouted the Gus
toner, snatching them from his hands
and sending them, like their prede-
cessors, through the open window.
Here's your money" and the train
boy pocketed six dollars additional.
Once more he left the car. BY this
time the passengers were wrought up
to high pitch of interest at the unusual
departure in political economy which
they had witnessed. The lavish young
men laughed aloud at their course,
and one of them was heard to say,
"Well. I guess we've bought him ont
OF last"
The prediction seemed to be true.
Fifteen minutes passed away and the
train boy did not make his appearance.
But the prodigals did not know the
boy with whom they were dealing. At
the end of quarter of an hour they
looked up to see coming down the aisle
Of the car Edison and another boy,
bearing between them large box, at
which they tugged and painted in their
efforts to get it to the seats of the young
men. @
"Hell What in thunder have you
got here?" said they. rising to look at
the curiosity. Young Edison wiped
the perspiration from his brow as he
said, "Well, you've bought out all my
stock, and now I've brought my store
and fixtures along. Give me twenty
dollars more and you can chuck them
all out of the window"
This was too much for the capitalists.
They felt that they had met their match.
They declined to make any further in
vestment.-N. 2. Herald.
ToMAToEs FIRST EATEN IN AMERICA.
-" Seaweed," Newport correspondent
OF the Boston Transcript, asks for fur
Their information concerning the first
eating Of tomatoes in America. The
correspondent says It is Newport