Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1890-08-14
A RAILROAD EpIsopG.
The Hard Luck Of Traveller tvha Was
Trying TO Commit Suicide.

The Hard Luck Of a Traveller tvha Was
Trying to Commit Suicide.
A Michigan Central railroad train was
hustling along toward Chicago at the rate
OF forty miles an hour, when a brassy faced,
middle aged man suddenly jumped to his
feet In the reclining chair and glanced
hastily aud denantly around as though
daring any one TO restrain him. Flinging
of his oyercoat and COMPRISING his lips
with the air of a man whose mind is made
up be rushed TO the door, jerked it open,
and screeched out as he turned around and
faced the other passengers;
Farewell, vain worldp'
Some of the passengers glanced over the
tops oftheir newspapers toward him, others
looked at him with languid interest, while
the man nearest the door threw up his
arms and yawned frightfully.
The man stepped out to the car platform,
thrust his head back into the car and again
yelled OUT
Farewell, vain world; go hence"
Nobody seemed to care whether he went
hence or to some other place, and look of
bitter disappointment came into the brassy
face Of the would be suicide. He again
thrust his head into the car and wildly
shrieked out
"Good-by, foreverp'
80 long, my FRIEND let us know when
you get there" replied the man who had
yawned, as he quietly closed the car door
and sat down.
The desperate man on the platform flat
tened his nose against the car window and
gazed in modify at the tranquil passengers.
Waving them final adieu he flung off
his coat, threw up his arms, and-sat down
on the platform. Then he crawled up to
the keyhole of the door to gaze through il
on the horror and remorse stricken faces
of the men and women who had deliber-
ately permitted n human being to 20 to de
struction.
But there wasn't single horror stricken
passenger to look upon. Several of them
were giggling immoderately and the cold
blooded, yawning passenger was indicating
by signs to the other that the farewell
vain-world' man had gone not hence, but
was still in New York state.
Finally he came sneaking back into the
car with combined look of sadness and
madness on his careworn face, which grew
gloomier when nobody rushed forward to
ask the cause Of his desperation. Nobody
passed the hat for his relief; nobody begged
him to conlide in them; no purse was made
up, nOJHluB JuTneu OuJ us ne nAu UDOugnt
1t would
Singing himself into the seat he had
vacated the man Missed out to the wretch
in front of him, who was swaying to and
fro with rude and i'll concealed laughter:
Laugh, nowl Oh, laugh, why don't YEP
fye had single drop of the milk of human
kindness in your breast We wouldn't see
anything funny in the suicide of n fellow
being You'd bid him pause and"--
"Ticketsl Ticketsp' cried the conductor
appearing suddenly, and a minute later he
was saying to the man who had saved him.
self from the death Of n suicide;
"Lookee here, my friend this is the third
time within II month that | have caught
you trying to dcadhead it over this road.
The last time you was trying to work the
boat ticket and pocketbook and dying wife
racket on the passengers and know from
your disappointed look that you've been up
to something now that amt PANIED out
well, so off yc got"
A jerk of the bell, sudden stopping of
the train, quick appearance of II brawny
brakeman, II slight scuf1le near the door
and the gloomy passenger had indeed gone
flying from the platform, and the train
had gone on, leaving him alone in this
cold and vain cruel world.-New York
Tribune.