The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1881-08-25
aoIng to sleep In the par coach.

1t was not Mr.. Dinkleman's fault that
he was tall man, and in fact, under or
dinary circumstances he was very proud
of his figure. But one night last week
he came down from Chicago to Burling-
ton, and couldn't get any Kind of show
In the sleeper, and one seat all to him
self was the best they could do for him
in the day car. But he was weary all
the same and had to sleep. So he
slowed away his valise and prepared to
slumber. ="
He made very elaborate preparations,
several times, before he could get things
fixed to suit him. l;'4- - .
First he just thrust his feet out half
way across the aisle and pillowed his
weary head on the window sill. That
was very comfortable. But in minute
or two a woman walked down the aisle
and fell over his feet and screamed;
then child came along and fell over
the feet and cried; then aman came
along, stumbled over the feet and swore,
and just as Mr.. Dinkleman was begin
ming to hope the procession was all by,
the brakeman came rushing along, he
stumbled over the projecting feet, made
one short, unrevised remark, turned up
and gave the nearest foot kick that
made every lost soul aboard that car
draw in his breath and shudder and
shrek " "aou-ou-owl" and then he said
to Mr.. Dinkleman: "Now hold out the
other one."
But Mr.. Dinkleman said nothing.
He could only hold that foot up by the
ankle, hold it high IN the air with both
hands, while he swayed back and forth,
held his mouth wide open and wished
for broken bridge, an open switch, or
an accident policy.
Then when the cessation of his agony
allowed him to feel sleepy again, he
buckled himself up into the shape OF the
letter N, with his knees braced against
the back of the seat in front of him. his
feet hanging down, his body erect, and
his head dropping over the back of the
seat. But both his feet got sound
asleep long before he did, and when he
stood up he fell down and all the pas
sengers shook their heads, the men
laughed sardonical laughs, the women
said, "what shame; such a nice, re-
spectacle looking man, too" and the
man on the wood-box unfeelingly said
sstoo much booze" And his hat fell
off into seat behind him and the man
on that seat put his feet in it and spit all
over it before Mr.. Dinkleman could find
it. Clearly that was no way to sleep.
Then he curled up in bis seat like a
dog on o rug, with his knees drawn up
20 his chin, his head on the window sill
and his feet braced against the end of
the seat. In about twenty minutes he
woke up with more aches in his legs and
body than he had hairs on his head. He
was SO sore and stiff that it was ten min
utes before he could bend his elbows
enough to get his hands in his pockets to
get his ticket, and the conductor got tired
waiting for him at last, and said sternly,
ssget off at the neSt station, y and Mr..
Dinkelman could hear the passengers
saying "deadbeat'' and "got the
bounce" and 'sserved him right.n Evi.
IDENTIFY, no man could sleep very long in
that posture and get home with any
kind of a reputation.
Then he tried to sit straight up and
hold his head up by clasping his hands
behind it, but when his hands gave way
his head fell back with a snap that came
80 near breaking his neck he hasn't got
over it yet, and one of the passengers
asked him il he did that for fun or Just
because he liked it. Then he leaned his
head down on the back of the seat be-
fore him and dozed until he woke up
with crease in his forehead like the
brand of Cain. Then he lay down with
his head pillowed on the arm of the seat,
and the first man that walked down the
aisle jammed his head half way down
into his neck, and made him feel that
life was q mockery. Then he sat mp in
the seat facing the aisle, put his feet up
on the arm of the seat, leaned his head
against the window, and broke the glass
the first time the car lurched. Thirty
| cents and q cold in the head for that
Having thus sampled all the positions
he could think of he spent the rest of the
night trying them, sometimes separate
ly, and sometimes altogether, and when
at last he got to Burlington his hair was
gray, his eyes were wild, he had to be
carried to his home on q stretcher, and
the doctors put him in mustard plaster
case right away, where he has lain ever
since, And if you don't believe 1t, try
! an all-night ride in day coach yourself,
some time-BtrliuOtO1 HdaDkeUe