The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1883-12-15
Collision and Battle.

AT high noon yesterday, says the New
York Sun, large driver, with a carna-
ton nose, watery blue eyes, and an
| aspect of ignorance, hauteur, and gin,
| might have been seen on the trout plat
form of Third Avenue car. His hat
was tipped over his eyes, bis jaw was
| thrust forward, and he wore the ex-
! preston OF man whose whole Ire was
| warped by one great and consuming de-
| slre-to have some one call him a liar.
Two meager horses in front made
| tumultuOus plunges at their collars, and
the car glided down town with the tranquil
motion natural to the Third Avenue
line.
The driver evidently considered it
personal affront when the bell was runr.
He always wheeled around sfter the
first stroke, and scowled fiercely at the
conductor. Then he jammed down the
brake, and brought the horses to with
rk that made their cork screw tails
tWirl with calamjtOus grief With trihmg
Interruptions the carrolled mp Chatham
Street az d approached the City Hall.
About this time a keen observer far
ther down town might have discovered
thirty seven cars standing ID line Ike so
many cigar boxes in Ann Street. 1t was
one of the usual blocks. Suddenly the
track was cleared, and the leading bob
tail swung into Park Row, ciOsily fol-
lowed by the others. The drivers of the
leading bob vas of uneven build, and con-
sisted of mouth and lungs to an unusual
extent. He was stumpy, but very wide,
and he had a very wicked eye. This
eve hefxed upon the carnation nose ofthe
Third Avenue driver. Both cars sped
along at full speed. The bobtail rat
tied around the curve. The Third
Avenue car came steadily on. A mo-
ment later the drivers iammed down
their brakes, but it was too late. With
a crash the cars came together. The
horses were thrown into state of chaos
and the passengers were shot forward
and piled in uncomfortable mounds
against the front door. They deftly ex-
ricated themselves and resumed their
seats without remark. New York
street-car passengers seldom betray
emotion.
Meanwhile the horses struggled TO
their feet and leaned against one another.
The two drivers still glared and the pc
destrians formed a ring IN the street.
Then the big driver, after holding his
breath for two consecutive minutes,
beloved fiercely:
"Phat are We trying to do with the
jigger kiar ?''
care We addressin' av yer remarks
ter me ye red-nosed tar barrel ?"
'Yaas, | yam! !"
"Y'are p
"Yasyam.
"Ab, go an put ont your nose"
"Soy, young feller," said the big
driver, jumping to the ground and meet
ing the little driver, who was already
there, "d'ye know who | yam 20
CAV coorse dc. Yer the ten thou
sand dollar beauty of Harlem Flats, an
yer teeth are made of paper. BIf !"
With which the small driver dropped
a left handler upon the brow of bis rival.
There was deathlike lull A wave OF
anguish swept over the features Of the
big driver, and then he shouted:
" Be hivins, Oi'll paralyze-"
Once more the fist of the small driver
sought repose upon his rivals nose. !
The big driver looked dazed, and then,
with an evident desire for information,
faltered;
"Soy, who yer hlttin, anyhow
"Bif, biff !"
The large driver leaned his head
against his car for few moments.
"Clear off your team ] said the small !
driver.
The large driver humbly complied, and
stood asi while the drivers Of the
other thirty six cars passed by with /
boots of scorn. Then the large driver /
stood erect again, gave puny boy
startling wback on the ear, kicked. his
horses 10 the ribs. and bounded tiercely
upon the platform. The light Of battle |
blszed IN his eyes, and his bruised uose
caught the glare OF the sun and reflected
a halo about his head So the car roll
ed on.