The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1881-10-21
AMERICAN "PUSH.v
"If 4 DON'T Get Rich, Wy Son Wtn,' -
Said the Little Man.
[From the New York Tribune.l

[From the New York Tribune.l
The gates had just been thrown open
at the railroad station on Manhattan
Beach, and large crowd was struggling
TO make its way past the gatekeepers,
who refused TO let single ticket go by
unpunched. A dozen men and women
had already squeezed through the gates
and were busting rapidly toward the
cars, though there was no apparent OBJ
iect to be attained by haste, when a fat
little man with yellow valise shuffled
through the gateway, and, seeing few
passengers in front of him, bolted at full
speed toward the cars, not even pausing
when he had put every one else behind
him. He hurried along with an anxious
expression of countenance, his port
manteau humping against his legs, and
at last dropped breathlessly into seat
In one of the numerous empty cars. A
reporter was standing by, and he thought:
"rhis man must surely have known that
there were Mt least ten cars standing
upon the track, every one of them va
cant. What can have been the object
of his haste ?" The mystery was not
calculated by the almost equal precipi-
tation of half dozen others, both men
and women, who followed hard upon the
heels of the winner of the race. Anxious
to know the cause of these peoples agi-
tation, the reporter seated himself beside
the little man who had first attracted his
attention, and inquired:
"Why, may l ask, were you and those
other people running?"
The man thrust his chin forward, and
rubbed his temple with his knuckles,
wrinkling his brow at the same time with
puzzled expression.
because" the reporter continued,
"you know there was long train with.
out soul IN it, and you could not have
anticipated lack of ROOM"
Why" said the man, Frightening
up, it wasn't for the room, but 1 al
ways make it point to get at the head
of a crowd. Most people in the city do,
you know, but it isn't often L get left.
Some of the people at the gate kept me
back CT l should have been out sooner,
but 1 managed to get ahead of them
after all. No, sir, it takes a good press
ing man to beat yours truly"
from being at the front, l suppose p
vi course, everybody uOeS. III you
have to do thing do it up brown; that's
my principle. 1 have a boy at home,
and I tell him almost every night, John
N.Y. say, mind you don't let the peo-
pie get ahead of you And that boy
hasn't missed being off the ferry boat
first but once in three months, and that
was because he fell down. He's chip
of the old block, that boy, and I'm proud
OF him."
what if everybody tried to be first?"
"Why, then, we'd give them sharp
tussle, tell you. 1t isn't everybody
that can succeed in this world but those
of us that are fortunate have reason to
be proud, L think"
"Do you get rich faster for your
push ?"
"Well," said the man, ruefully, eff 1
don't. my boy will"
At this point the engine whistled and
the little man snatched up his portman-
teau and gathered himself together for
the rush. No sooner did the speed of
the train slacken than he dived from his
seat and leaped upon the platform. In
a moment he had disappeared through
the gate, struggling manfully to distance
a gaunt competitor, who was, no doubt,
compelled ultimately TO yield to the SUI
perior enterprise of the energetic little
man