Arizona weekly journal-miner., 1892-08-03
OWED IT ALL TO rne oLo WOMAN.
How . Newsboy Sold . Lot of Papers es
 New York Street Car


 How . Newsboy Sold Lot of Papers on New York Street Car
 The car--it was Fourth avenue one-was bowling along merriiy. It so happened-as strange things do sometimes happen in this prosaic world-that ail the seats on one side of the car were occupied by men and all the seats on the other side by women The women were all young and pretty. too, which might be ac- counted strange thing anywhere else than in New York. Now, when Q man is riding in a street car pret- ty face is always a cheering sight to see. !" but when there are dozen lovely faces to contemplate the joy is approximately increased.
 Serene enjoyment was depicted on the face of every man in the car. Forgotten were all the ordinary cares that infest the day. No man was in a hurry to reach his destina- ton. In fact there was much inward rejoicing at the lack of rapid transit.
 Into this temporary abode of bliss hoped a shrill lunged newsboy. When he perceived that not a man on the car had a newspaper his eyes lighted with joyous expectancy.
 'Extree extreei" he shouted fierce ly and gleefully. Full account of de 'orrible disaster n awful los of life"
 But the men only scowled at him.
 "Wot's de matter wid de blokesf" he asked of the conductor before leaping of the platform
 Cant you sect" replied the con- ductor, contemptuously; deys talk ing in de pretty girls. Dere's de greatest lot of 'em on dis car I ever carried"
 An old woman entered the car. She was fat and she was homely, and she waddled rather than walked. No man rose to give her 8 seat. Each man felt that his neighbor might be harboring some such inten- ton and feared to anticipate him. The old woman waddled to the end of the car, heaved a sigh and caught on to a strap
 ''Pray take my seat, madam, said one of the prettiest of the pretty girls, rising.
 ''Oh, thank you, ma'm," replied the old woman. gratefully; but it's a shame to deprive you of it. If l wasn't so old-but perhaps one of the gentlemen will give you a seat |"
 Indeed, said the pretty girl, smil- ing. and thereby making herself look more bewitching than ever, T couldn't think of accepting one from any of them. They are all so dread fully tired"
 Half of the dozen men had started simultaneously to rise. They dropped back into their seats looking sheep ish and dejected. And the half dozen that hadn't begun to rise looked equally unhappy. A change uau COiuc OtT tuc cp1it oA sACA dreams. A pretty face is not cheer ing sight to see when you know that it's owner entertains very small opinion of you. And every man in that car felt that every wom- an in the car, including the one who was old and fat. held Q cheap opinion of him. Instead of seeking the pret- ty face opposite, their eyes fell on the floor.
 Another newsboy boarded the car.
 ''Extreel extreel" he yelled. Full account of de 'orrible disaster n aw- ful loss of life"
 He didn't have to yell a second time. Every man was in hurry to read that tale of disaster; 90 much so that they all actually buried their faces behind their newspapers.
 And the pretty women all ex- changed smiles and looked very much tickled at something.
 ''Gollyi" said the newsboy to the conductor, ''I struck it rich that time, didn't Ii"
 "You bet" said the conductor; but you owe it all to de old wom- an Nav York Harald