Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1891-10-08
TaRgE chARAcIga COMEDY.
Played on = Boston Street Car by Con-
ductor and Two Passengers

Played on = Boston Street Car by Con-
ductor and Two Passengers.
There was a great connection the other
evening in front of the depot Of the narrow
gauge road in which West End conduc-
tor, middle aged woman and an inter
fering old man took part
An Atlantic avenue horse car had just
received full freight and was about to
start, when fussy, well dressed woman
frantically cried out;
Here, conductor, | want you TO fix this
lamp; the oil is dripping all over my
dress"
The bell punch man answered the sum
mons, and after looking at the lamp for
few minutes said, "Well / can't stop it; if
you wish to escape the drops you must find
another seat"
But the car is filed replied the WON
an. "and l haven't time to wait for an
other"
II don't know what can do; the filling
Of these lamps is not a part of my work.
The only thing can suggest is for you to
stand on the front platform or wait for an
other car"
This aroused the ire Of the woman, and
she screamed at the top of her voice:
What me stand on the platform with
me your number. / shall report you to
the company for your insolence."
Here it is, madam" said the conductor,
taking of his hat and passing It over to
the Infatuated female.
WAS ever such insolence KNOWN she
again screamed, as she gripped the handle
of her parasol Your days on this car are
numbered, my young man."
Take his number, madam" urged
wrinkled faced old man who sat in rear
seat. II will see that you have justice. |
am well acquainted with the manager of
the company"
The conductor reached up and gave the
signal to start.
The wrinkled face old man gave the bell
rope a savage yank aud the car came to
standstill.
"You try that again. said the conduc-
tor, "and will put you off the ear"
Now it was the old mans turn TO bubble
and boil.
"You scoundrel, sir; how dare you talk
to me like thatS Do you know who ami"
Il don't care cent who you are. / am
running this car. and If you interfere with
my duties | will find a way TO put a stop
to it,"
sYou are not going to start this car
while that lady is standing. Do you hear
mey" And the old man thumped his cane
upon the bottom OF the car until 1t seemed
as if be would knock hole through it.
Don't have any trouble with him." in
terposed the woman. who was trying to
escape the oil bath. I'VE will have our
turn when we see the officers of the COM
pany tomorrow morning"
Just then a big drop Of the Illuminating
fluid splashed upon her dress. This rekin-
died the fires of her indignation, and she
called the attention OF the passengers to
witness the discolorations Of her much adj
mired gown.
This is a nice business, isn't it;" she
yelled at the conductor. "How viii you
feel when you are called upon TO pay for
this dressf DO you know how much it
cost Oh. you don't heys Well, the bill
was just 500"
"You are fOoling me-" WAS the tantaliz-
ing reply OF the nickel cleaner
swell, If this doesn't beat anything
ever experienced in the whole course OF my
life" shouted the enraged woman. He
now calls me liar after running my dress.
She made a lunge at the conductor with
her parasol, but did not hit her mark.
Il am positive it cost no such figure, as
ladies who wear two hundred dollar dresses
do not ride on horse cars, - WAS the taunt-
ing and cutting retort of the West End
minion.
@Oh, let me get at him. He will never
pull another rope if | can just get one good
whack at his back with this Darasol "
foamed the well dressed woman as she cut
the dimly lighted atmosphere with her
sunshade. stop the carl | will not ride
with him. | would rather walk in mud MP
TO my ears than be anywhere with such a
two legged hyena."
The old man with a wrinkled face pulled
at the bell rope, and the car came to a
standstill again. Then he helped the Grim
son faced woman to the street, and they
both went over and stood under a gas lamp
until the next car came along.-Boston
Herald.