The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1886-04-29
A CONDUCTORS TALE.
Curious People Met by a Nickel
Collector.
Mean Women Who Pay Their Fares In
Battered Pennies and Are Insulting
How "Engiish George" Was
Captured.


Nickel said the conductor. as he
turned it over in his hand dutI tIi,ously,
arye just had row with a chap who
who wouldn't take it
The coin was not res.tfv bad-looking,
and would doubtless have passed mus
ter almost anyw nere but on street-car.
Il hate to see man make a fuss
al~,ut a little thing like lead nickel, !"
he continued, ''but some folks are
tnighty small about such trifes'
s1Yes?" remarked the reporter in
quiringly, seeing that the conductor
was inclined to be loquacious.
Now, there's heap of trouble all
along of some women. Ii you ever
resd the papers-but mebbe you
Hon't?" and he gave the rope vicious
Jerk as a fat woman swung off back
wards.
The young man admitted that he did.
well, then you've seen how it is.
It's been written up lots of times. Just
like that woman dropped. for example,
facing the wrong way. And now two
to one she'll start around back of the
ear without looking to see if there is a
grip coming from the opposite direc-
Hion. There! What did / tell you?
Seems as if they try to be awkward,
some of 'em-and that's useless. But
when women want to act mean they
are all there, every time. I believe
they'd rather keep conductor in hot
water then ride home in carriage.
Now, there's 'Ansome Hennery -.
What? O, the boys call him that be-
cause he looks like Irving, the actor.
You see. he runs on State Street, and
that little the meanest run in the
business. He was coming down one
Dag with two crowded cars, besides an
archer road on behind, and was nearly
-four minutes late. About Sixteenth
Street in got two women disguised as
ladies, who sat right down by the door.
Hennery stepped in the doorway and
called out as politely as youever heard:
Fares, pleaser' and one of 'em rum
maged through her pocketbook. One
At time, after carefully pokin' over
the contents, she fshed out ten of the
most disreputable-lookin' pennies that
we're ever dropped in abeggar's cup.
Then one of the women was little bit
thoughtful and says:
20, | wouldn't give him those,
Sarah; conductors don't like to take
pennies. Here, l have a dime, and
started to hand it to him. The one
with the coppers grabbed her quick as
Hash and says in the most spiteful way:
They're plenty good enough for
alm-they're too good for him, and
her nose turned up in the most con-
temptful way. Hennery got little BIZ
not under the collar about that time,
out he didn't say nothing, and didn't
even stop to look at the antique collec-
uon. He quietly rung up two fares,
and, cool as an old griddle-cake, flung
tne whole lot out into the street. My,
wasn't that mad woman! She dasn't
say much, but tell you she looked a
heap. The next day Ansome Hennery
gets summons from the downtown
oinces The old freak had reported him
tor insolence.
What was the result?" 8@
", he went down and saw the chiel
ana told his story, but he had te
uoWus just tuC ohiuc. hC Wds
opilged to go to that woman's home
snd apologize. It was mighty tough
puI twas either that or off went his
The company doesn't countenanet
anything of that kind, thenp''
not for minute. These low-dowr
snoos that make a conductors position
e slnnycnre are the worst trials WI
aase- Some of the boys brace up oe
ssssslonally and try to get back at 'em
nke Hennery did, but It does no goot
e sne end. There was another fellow
nat had a little scrap with a fresl
Troman - Eighteenth Street! Hello
I'm! 6S6 ahead What's your mum
ss1F Ss7. hey? All right!n and he CAV,
uounie ring to the man on the gril
y am sse green car was coupled on.
y hat were those numbers?r qner
"s a. ne cpofterial mind
WY eS6 is the number Of the grip
W. aaere, on the Indiana, has to tax