The Durham daily globe. (Durham, N.C.) 1889-1894, 1892-01-07
Al MOST BURIED IN CiNDERS.
He Won the Bet, Got Fearfuiiy Dirty
but Didn't Get the Money After All.

but Didn't Get the Money After All.
He stood in the Grand Central station
tanning himself with his hat, and the
| cinders on his bald head looked like pep
ner on a hard boiled egg. Every square
/ inch of his short fat person was begrimed
and dirty.
"'S'pose 1 look like a Digger Indian
Just dug" he remarked, putting his head
! into the window at the bureau of infor-
! nation, and letting his imitation leather
valise drop on the floor with a thud.
"Oh, we'll a little jagged, perhaps" re-
sponded the clerk politely.
mo jag around me" said the dirty
tourist Indignantly. Il only got in ten
minutes ago"
"SO:"
Eyes. Haven't washed sence we left
Council Bluffs. Would you believe it
"Oh, yes"
eve had a gay time, | tell yer"
'How's that inquired the clerk.
well, you see, a Teller from South
Dakota opened the winder just in front
of me a while after we had started and
the cinders come in like it was a hail,
storm. didn't want to pear d~isobiigln,
so l stood it fer three hours, and then
leaned over to the South Dakota Teller,
and says I, Little dusty, amt IT? Heb
be- says he. Would you mind shnttin
down that winder fer a spell:' says I, as
perlite as you please. 1 find it very
annoyin.' i would mind says he, and
if | can stand it, I'll bet you can We'll,
if it's a bet, you say says I, I'm i'll it. ]
don't let no South Dakota Teller bluff
me. I'll bet you fifty dollars, even
money, you'll weaken on that open win
der before | do
He looked surprised, but he says, Its
a go
Eve put Up the money with the con-
and | behind, takin the dust sorter sec
Ond hand. AT the end of the frsttwenty-
four hours we wasn't purity fer a cent,
and | seed the other Teller was squir1nin
a good deal. So when the train stopped
fer dinner [ sneaked out to the engineer
and gave him my last ten dollar bill, and
says l winkin, when you start up the
engine it'll be Il pertickler favor to me
if you won't screen back them cinders;
lcU Gil 1IiChtl vi W. VI LIIIEC IiCuIS.
just buzz out every cinler you've got
"'My COAL says he, a winkin back, i!
terrible soft and muddy today
"Well, sir, the next three hours was
awful. | never seed such smoke and
coal dust anywhere. The way that en-
CINE snorted and blOwed and them Gin
ders ratified and battered most scared the
passengers off the train. 1t actually
seemed as though the screen business
had busted clean out OF the slnokestuck
and let the coal blow through in chunks.
The dirt was so thick on my face you
could have wrote my name in it, but
that Teller from South Dakota ne caught
them cinders right in the neck. He was
almost buried. There was cinders in
his hair, cinders in his mustache; they
worked down inside his collar; into his
vest pockets. And when he started to
brace up Oh a chew blamed if he didn't
bite more cipdcrs than tobacker. About
then it came up to rain, and for an hour
that Teller from South Dakota locked
like he was dredged up from II mud
pond. Vixen the rain stopped and he
was wipin down the mud, along come a
red hot cinder us big as 4 pea and lit on
his beard. The brakeman helped him
put out the fire, bus just then the train
stopped and that Teller riz up and says
he, 1 weaken. take the cash. and he
walked right OFF the train. Then all the
passengers congratulated me. They
said [ was dirty, but game"
$50 you got the money!" inquired the
clerk with some interest.
"Well that's the trouble,' reiOlncd the
dirty traveller. "While l was fxin the
engineer blamed if that onery cuss
wasn't goin me n better and fxir the
conductor, and they froze to the cash
and skipped together. The trouble with
me is,~ added the grimy traveller, gazing
out pensiveiy at the Forty-second street
hackmen, "that I'm too honorable and
confdin, always been so. Say,"he added
in a whisper, poking his dirty head in
the window, gimme q quarter fer a
wash, will yGr?"-New York Tribune.
Caught.