Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1886-03-26
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Tint of the Man Who IL Determined "a
Catch the Accommodation Train.

Tint of the Man Who Ii Determined t"
Catch the Accommodation Train.
Your place of business, gentle reader,
is, say. within easy fifteen minutes
walk of the station; but, for some rea-
son Or another, you find, upon looking
at your watch, that you have but half
that time to catch your train this even
ing:
is a bundle of nerves; and it is equally
true that he is an aggregation of hab-
its. There is another train half an
hour later, but the thought of waiting
for it never enters your head: and al
though there are no pressing reasons
for hurrying. hurry you do, merely be-
cause it is your habit to take a particu-
lar train, and not, as a stranger might
suppose, because your present life and
future happiness depend upon your
getting it.
You emerge upon the street with a
wild, wistful expression in your eye
and every nerve tense with excitement.
You make a lunge trainward, only to
be brought up standing by an equally
excited individual-probably intent on
getting his train-coming suddenly
from around the corner, with whom
you dodge back and forth until the pa
tiencc of both of you is well-nigh cx-
hausted; and when the mutual obstruc-
ton Is finally surmounted, you proceed
on your way with your excitement in
tensified. expressing opinions not at all
complimentary to, the other excited
and hurrying gentleman, but remarka-
bly, similar in their purport to those
which he cntertains towards yourself.
But you soon forget him and the
vexation he has caused you in q new
worriment. Just around the corner
you encounter a crowd waiting for the
horse-car. (Strange that people should
ever wait for a horse-car when they
could get home so much quicker by
walking; and assuredly it is less weari-
some to walk a mile than to stand on
the sidewalk a half hour waiting for a
car, and then to stand another half
hour in the car, swaying back andforth
in a very undignitied, as well as exces-
sively uncomfortable amer with
naught but Il leather strap between
one and ~dcstruction.) But to return.
Here is acrowd awaiting the ho~rse-car.
Thinking only of the train you would
reach and of the jumping jack whom
you have just escaped, you bolt head
long into the throng, which proves a
veritablc labyrinth, and many valuable
moments are lost in threading its maze.
At last, thank heaven! you are free
once more, and with quickcned steps
YOU start onward toward the wished
for goal-whcn, botheration! you come
upon Il jackass (biped) with a cane
under his arm or IL furled umbrella on
his shoulder, the point of the weapon,
whichever it may be, threatening de-
struction to your visual organs and
stirring up the very dregs Of the wick
edness which fills your troubled breast.
BY some means unaccOuntable you
finally succeed in passing the accursed
creature, without loss Of eye-sight, and
guiltless of overt homicide. but he has
detained you sufficiently long to bring
you to the crossing Just in time to wait
for half dozen heavy teams to drag
their slow length along. You grunt
and splutter on the curb, half beside
tailboarl of the last team in the laggard
procession m abreast you make a
break for the thither curb, only to be
driven back by IL wild heruic, which
comes careering down the street from
the opposite direction, hiding like Il
guilty thing behind the teams afore-
said, and which splatters you with
muddy water as an earnest Of the de-
struction and death which it would
mete out to you.
But n c more you are on your way.
Why in the name of all that's mysteri-
Gus can't people keep to the right?
Are they determined you shall be left?
1t would seem SO. Since Your escape
from the car Of Juggcrnaut-that is to
say, the herdic-.you have met no less
than a score of persons, of one
sex or the other, and of various
degrees of perverscness. Each has
pcrsistently tried to pass you
on the oti-side, and when you
have finally made up your mind to
yield to the inevitable and let him have
his way, he instantly changes his tao
tics and attempts to pass on your port
side; and so you 60 lacking and vcer-
ing, first one way and then the other,
and only escape to fall afoul of another
| wretched bobber.
Then there is the leisurely individual
who walks at a snail pace, but prevents
you from passing by wavcring in his
steps from side to side, and there are
the young women who slowly prom
enade. three abreast, and the teams
which dart out from ambush in blind
alleys and other places where no team
has any right or business, and the side
walks blockaded with eases of merchan-
disc, with trunks and with w%heelbar-
rows.
But why enumerate? The mere
thought eff these things is enough to
madden. Suffice it to say that YOU
reach your station just in time to leap
On to the rear end of your train, your
heart beating like a loose sail in a gale
of wind, and your nerves all Of a
tremble. AS you stand painting by the
red-hot stove you take Il solemn oath
that you will never again run for Il train.
But you will.-BoSton transcript.
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