Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1890-10-22
A STORY FOR YOUNG MEN.
PoLITENEss PAYS.

A pleasant, balmy day in May. The
windows of the railway car we're open
There was breeze stirring; and though a
cloud of dust was also blown out, with the
exception of tired portion which stopped
to rest on the clothes of the passengers or
burrowed for its own safety in their eyes
and noetrils. There were only two vacant
seats in the car, and at Pankeap station two
persons came in to fill them. One of these
was an old man-on the second lock be was
probably not over fifty-with iron gray hair,
partly covered by slouched hat, and clad
in new suit of gray stuff that seemed to
have been made for some one elae. With
him was young and very pretty girl,
whose dress was of ordinary stuff, but we'll
fitting, ard who was we'll gloved and we'll
shod.
Tne observer would have set down the
two for a well-to-do farmer and his daugh-
ter, who were travelling for business or
pleasure. The man looked around. The
two vacant seats were on Opposite sides of
the car. In one of them sat a young, we'll
dressed ard apparently self satisfied gentle
man, and the space by his side was occupied
by hand bag of crocodile leather and a
spring over-coat. In the other wss another
young man, not quite 80 extrsvagantly
some as the first, though he had an open
and intelligent countenance. TIE farmer
looked around, and, motioning his daughter
to the vacant seat said: "There's place
for you, Lucy" Then, turning to the
young man with the satchel, be asked:
''Seat engaged?'
The young man looked up, curled his lip
superciliously, and said: ''Man to fill it'll
ha here OraSantlV / dare saw
"Ah!" said the farmer, coolly removing
the gripsack and overcoat and placing them
on the young mans lap; ''then I'll occupy
it until be comes" And he seated himself
accordingly, while the young man glared at
him.
The one on the other side looked amused,
and then, rising, said:
"You had better exchange seats with me.
sir, and then the young lady and yourself
will be together"
"Thank you," was the farmers reply,
and the exchange was quietly effected.
The two young men were evidently &C.
quainted, for the courteous one said to the
other in low voice: slim Poulder, you
made mistake there"
81 never make mistakes, Frank Boiling" "
replied the other II dare say you'll make
your fortune some of these days by being
polite to the granger population; but my
fortune is already made"
The first speaker said nothing more, but,
drawing newspaper from his pocket, open.
ed it and ran his eye over its colunps.
Poulder yawned little, and at last said:
''This is too dull for yours faithfully, James
Poulder. I'll go into the smoking Car ard
take Whit. Have a snifter?" he inquired,
producing pocket flask.
"No, thank you,' replied Boiling, ''that
stuff is rather too fiery for me-"
"Here goes alone, then. That's as fine
brandy as ever crossed the ocean. Day
day! Keep an eye on my traps, will you?
and don't give up my seat to every country
yokel who asks it."
The elegant young gentleman shook HIM
self and make his way forward to the Car
especially provided for fumigation.
When he had gone the old man leaned
over the arm of his seat and addressed Boil
ling.
"Excuse me, sir, but didn't your friend
who has left say that his name was James
| POuldel?"
"That's his name, sir" replied the young
man; shut he's not exactly friend of mine,
though we live in the same place, and
know him very WE'LL"
"May inquire where he is from?'
"Yes, sir; Careysburg."
| "Son of Peter B. Poulder, the great pork
packer there, isn't he?"
Eyes, SIR"
"His father should deal with him. I;
would be quite in his line."
"Oh, papa!" said a sweet, reproachful
voice. as those near who heard the colloquy
Uttered.
''It is fact, Lucy" rejoined the farmer.
The old man, who was evidently intelli
gent. entered into general converse tior
with the younger and soon showed that ht
was quite we'll informed. Boiling was glat
for conference SO entertaining, especially
when, as his eyes were bent in that direc
tion, he saw the young lady was an inter
ested and he hoped, pleased listener
There was something very sweet in the ex
preston of her countenance-an inexpressi
BILE impress of modesty and innocepceion he
features. They chatted away, and th,
elder, so dexterously that the younger nev
or perceived it, drew out of the other hi.
position, prospects and intentions.