Mexico weekly ledger., 1880-07-29
BOUNCED HIM.
How . Newspaper Man Exerted His Au-
thority and Dismissed an Impu-
.sI. dent Conductor, D.

q barber of Cincinnati, gave little
dinner darty to some friends at the
Queen City Club. the guests being
Gen. A. T. Goshorn, OF Centennial
memory, Gen. Andy Hlckenlooper,
Lieutant-G Governor of Ohio, and some
others of less note. They ate, drank
and were merry, and cared not that
time flew and money was twelve per
cent. The hour was late when the
services were at length concluded,
and half an hour later Mr.. r. W.
Criswell, then of the Cincinnati En-
quirer, on his way home from the Of
fee, boarded street car which was
crowded to the platform, and the tired
humorist stood outside with the other
people just as though he wasn't rich
enough to own q street car of his own.
The driver was also tired, but not
being a humorist, he was likewise
cross, and as soon as he saw Criswell
leaning comfortably up against the
brake handle, which alternately
punched his back and jabbed his ribs,
he roughly ordered him to go inside
and hang himself up by one Of the
unsatisfactory straps. As every strap
was occupied by two men, so as
water couldn't have passed through
the crowd at the door, Criswell said
he didn't care TO go inside, that. he
wanted to stand on the platform, and
look at the scenery. The driver
didn't attempt to smother his wrath,
but ordered the journalist to 60 inside
or get off. Still the man Who laughed
and made other people laugh refused
to 60, and the driver made ready to
put him off, and matters began to
look serious. The other passengers
frightened up with that expression
Of cheerful and expectant interest
| they always assume when there is
any prospect Of the fellowman get
ting a laundering good licking, and
the paragrapher began to think there
was every chance in the world for
him to be made horrible.exsmple of,
and he hated the prospect most aw-
fully. Something had to be done,
and there wasn't much time in which
TO do it. The reporters training
stood him in good stead. One quick
glance through the car showed him
there was no one one present who
knew him.
'.Come, young fellow shouted
the driver, ''inside or I'll bounce you
across the street. ..., E..
i Criswell turned on him like fash
| "My man," he said, with dignlfiee
severity, 'syou don't know who 1 am
but I've had my eyes on you for sew
eral days. There are too many con
ductors like you on this road, and VI
}, are fast losing friends every day be
cause our patrons are insulted b.
h conductors who are Doors and ruf
, fans. Now you can. pull the bel
cord and let me get of. But yol
need not take out the car tomorrow
there will be q man to take you
place. When you take the car in 10
night, turn over your bell punch an
ask for your time. That will settl
l it."
\ The hnmorist swung himself off tn
car and walked away, the conducto
staring at him in blank, speeches
t dismay, while the passengers seeme
! TO think they had seen the Presider
t Of the Cincinnati Consolidated Stree
t Railway Company, and they cheerful
ly assured the conductor that he ha
t made the mistake Of his life. Cris
q we'll had noted the face of the drive
e and the number Of the Car, and th
!, next day he waited for the same ca
0 and when he got on, sure enough
Q there was new conductor.
9 "Where is the conductor that ".
d on yesterday" Robert asked, as |
j. paid his fare. is.
n "Oh," the new man said, sprin,
!. ing the bell punch, "the blame TO
e tried to bounce u director last nigl
d and he got fred"