The Penn's Grove record., 1882-07-01
In the Wrong Seat.
Taking the Fuss Out Of a Crusty Old Fellaw.

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AS you go to Boston and Hartfor'
by way of Boston and Albany railroad
If you take the morning express Their
are two parlor cars thereunto at
tached, with all the appurtenance
thereunto apperaining, including
porter with q wisp broom in on
hand and q place for a quartz
in the other. Now these two parloI
cars are twins, differing only, a
is the case with twins in theil
manners. The last time L went out
that way, which was only a few weeks
since, one of these ears was Governor
Hawley. and the other was some other
governor.
All went well until we reached
Springfield. Here the usual halt OF
five or ten minutes was made, the par
lor car for Albany was switched off to
its proper tram, and we went thunder
ing on to Hartford.
Before we were well out of the depot
an old gentleman confronted me.
Round. faced, well-dressed, quick
spoken, q little crusty, and a general
air of authority about him.
"Young man." he said, sharply,
tout of that"
"Out of which," 1 asked, in limo
cent surprise.
"Out of that chair" snapped the old
PARTY. Come, be lively, 1 want to sit
down.
l was puzzled and annoyed and
stammered something about this being
a parlor car and
eyes, yes" he said impatiently, 81
know all about that, this is a parlor
car and you have got my seat. Get up
and get out of it now without any
more words. Get a seat o fyour own
somewhere, and don't go around APP
propriating other peoples chairs when
they have gone for lunch. Get out,
young fellow"
| am naturally a bashful man, but
l did make one more desperate effort
to.retain my seat. I said that / had
occupied that seat.
Ever since l got out of it at Spring
field" snarled the old man. 81 rode
in that seat all the way from Boston,
and the minute 1 left it you jumped
into it. And 10Y you jump out of it
and no words about it, or I will make
the car full of trouble for you"
1t began TO dawn upon me then Just
how matters stood. In fact 1 knew,
but l was nettled. Every body in the
car was laughing at me, and l do hate
to be laughed at. I determined to wait
for my sure revenge. He snorted
fiercely, and l abdicated without an
word in favor of the testy old
jumper of claims who thus summarily
me, and took my goods and
chattels to a seat in the rear end of
the car.
Presently along came the conductor
to take up the tickets. When he came
to the old gentleman, the conductor
back the ticket he had given
him.
Wrong train, SIR" he said. "Get
at next station. This train for
Hartford and New York"
The old g~entleman's face was a
"For Ha-Ha-wa-whatW he shouted.
l know better. Told me at Boston
this a went through to Albany"
Lem see the parlor car ticket"
said the conductor briefly. "Yes,
that's all right, you're on the wrong
car; this ticket for other car. Your
half way to Albany by this
time. Get off at Hartford"
"Well, when can I get q train back
Springfield ?" walled the jumper of
'"To-night," said the conductor, and
he passed on to the next car.
Then l arose. / gathered up in my
weak and long suffering arms my hat,
overcoat, lap tablet and newspapers,
and walked back to that chair and
stood before the most crest-fallen man
the immortal gods ever pitied. /
didn't say anything; didn't make a
gesture; / just stood up before him,
holding my goods, personal effects and
railway cha!tels in my arms and look
ed at him. He arose and vamosed the
claim. And as / settled down in my
recovered possession l made only one
remark. l said to the poor old gentle
man:
II thought you would be sorry If
you took this chair"
And he marched back and took q
seat on the upholstered bench, to the
merry laughter of the happy passen-
gers. And the last time I looked
browning wee-the con-
was making him pay a quar-
ter for his seat in the palace car.