The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-12-27
THE BRAKEsTAN's ROMANCE
A Love Story Told Between Stations by q
Man Too Happy to Mind IA Sleet Storm.


A Love Story Told Between Stations by
Man Too Happy to Mind Sleet Storm.
New York Sun.
1t was sleeting in a very disagreeable way the
other night when a young man got into the rear
car of an elevated railroad train at an uptown
Third-avenue station. The brakeman followed
him into the car, and, after shutting the door,
sat down and drummed his heels on the mating,
and showed his hands into his pockets with q
look that was notably cheerful
1.-THE weather does not trouble you,H suggested
the young man.
MET No / was just thinking about my
first trip at this business. 1t was in this very
car, o. and I'm not likely to forget it."
eyes"
Yes. 1t was year ago next Thursday We
ran down to the Battery just before dark, and
were on our way up at Hanover square, when
noticed particularly good looking young girl
get on my car. She had such big eyes and such
a-well, 1 can't just describe her, you know,
but right behind her was one Of those stylish
young dudes from Wall street or Whereabouts
He was a regular masher The girl sat down
in the third seat there The dude got his eye
on her while he was on the platform, for he sat
down next to her. Then, as shut the gate and
glanced in, he leaned over toward her, and said
something which made her jump up and walk
quickly to the other end of the car with her
face on fire. while he giggled in q way that got
me mad. Three seconds later he was sputtering
something about my number in the next car.
but he wasn't talking very plain, because he'd
got the wind choked out of him.
did the young woman see you at ltf"
81 didn't know then and didn't care She tried
to say something about thanks when she got off
away up town here, butshe began to cry and ran
down the stairs. Then wanted to 60 and lick
the dude, and restrained myself. If ! had not
been so green you know, I'd never noticed the
two of them in the first place"
Ever hear from the dudes report of you"
The duck bill Of the brakeman's cap lowered
a bit, and then he said
Yes. | was reprimanded."
'Have you seen the young woman SINGER
The frown was replaced by the sunniest kind
of look.
Yes, now and then. Pleasant sort of an eveEr
ing after all, isn't it3'
''Well, in here, maybe. You were saying you
saw her afterward."
The brakeman hesitated minute, during
which he seemed to be looking down through the
bottom of the car.
~ might as well tell you. saw her often for
several months She used to get on the train at
the same station about the same hour of the
evening, so that she happened on my train OF
course, 1 never let her know that saw her.
Along in the summer she got on the train one
evening with handsome young chap with her
who carried gripsack and looked like man
who had been to some place. They seemed to
be nightly interested in each other IN the car
until all at once she glanced up and saw me look
ing at her very hard. Then snSS hlnsssoodd clear
up to the tops Of her ears, and l was that mad
at myself that | went into the front car, and
stayed there"
IA bit jealous, eh9n
''Then l didn't see her any more after that for
a long time; but, bless you, kept sharp look
out, too"
early in September Sis that's my sister,
wanted me to 60 to a big hall up in Harlem, on
my day off, to help her decorate it for the ami
versary services of mission Sunday school
We were having good time stringing ever
greens and making notices, one of which was
putting over window, when happened to look
toward the door, and there stood the parson
talking to that handsome young chap and the
girl l was SO illustrated that didn't know what
l was doing until Sis began to laugh and say,
Stupid, that L is upside down." and then
dropped the letter.
'The parson was coming across the floor with
his companions, toward us. He was rubbing his
hands and smiling as parsons will, and when he
reached US he said to
'Ah, Brother Gorton, allow me 20 introduce
my nephew, Mr.. Osborn
Il was bowling very Stiffiy to Mr.. Orborn until
the parson added:
And his sister, Miss Osborn
''Then l shook hands"
The brakeman had told his story between sta
tons, breaking off sometimes in the middle of
sentence to shout the number of station. The
train was approaching Twenty third street as
he finished his last sentence The young mau
who had been listening arose and drew mis-
handkerchief around his neck buttoned up his
overcoat, and stood up beside the brakeman and
said:
''Welllp
''She remembered me-"
The train stopped, the young man stepped of,
and turned around to listen as the brakeman
continued:
"As L said, it's year ago next Thursday.
Brakemen get raise of pay at the end Of ayear,
and then"
The train started off with jolt The brake
man nodded and flushed little. The young
man shivered as he went down the stairs and
faced the bowling Storm And yet the brake
man had called the night "a pleasant sort of an
evening. after all