Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1892-02-25


Two Young Men who Secured the sym-
pathy of the Crowd.
They boarded the IL" trnin Ct tho
Park place station:
They both wore violet boutonnieres
and large canes. They were fine,
athletic specimens OF the genus Man
haitian.
Howling swells, In fact. But they
were so quiet.
There was something in the quiet
ude OF their demeanor more than in.
the touch OF loudness In their attire,
that drew upon them the attention
Of every passenger In the car. They
did not seem to mind being observed
But never a word did either speak.
The guard, with a saw-mill voice
and an unintelligible dialect, shrieked
out two stations In the gibberish OF
his ilk before either of the stylish
young men moved.
Then one of them shifted from the
side of the other in the vis-a-vis seat
to the position opposite, while the
philosophic old gentleman reading
his newspaper over the top OF his eye
glasses seemed to say:
"Thank God, they are aliye!"
In another moment the sympathy
Of the entire car went forth to the
objects of their scrutiny.
"Well, declared" calculated the
philosophic old gentleman.
'Isn't it too bad?" murmured the
two Jersey girls, who had come
aboard at Cortlandt street, in unison.
dummies, by Jingo!" quoth the
spruce, clerkish-looking youth who
sat alongside me.
Sure enough! The moment they
were settled opposite one another
their faces lit up and they began an
animated conversation in the sign
language.
The philanthropic clerical person
in the corner beamed kindly on the
two unfortunates from his seat right
in line of sight; the philosophic old
party looked on approvingly; the two
Jersy damsels smiled encouragingly;
indeed, the interest Of every passen-
ger in the car centered upon the pam
tomime that progressed with more
UudH tributary zeal.
When the guard in the aggrayating
patois of his own peculiar province
screamed in the car: "StwentZer-
wraithstreenex," the clerical gentle
man remarked to his neighbour:
"Well, they have something to be
thankful for! They cannot hear
thatn
Meanwhile the gentlemanly look
ing mutes had gradually worked
themselves from the conversational
phase OF their finger lettering into a
decidedly more excitable frame of
mind. One of them was evidently
accusing the other of some wrong
doing, to which he protested earnest
ly and then wept, while the audience
muttered cries Of "Shame!" and the
philosophic old party made many
signs of disapproval at the aggressive
mute, who returned to them a va
can't stare, indicating utter lack Of
Anon as the argument went on the
pantomimic principals ran the gamut
of all the emotions. Anger, pleas
ure, resentment, were delineated in
facial play. They were in dead earn
est now-oblivious to all around
them.
1t was growing exciting. Many of
the passengers rode by their stations.
Finally the climax was reached
when one shook his fist in the others
face.
"Here, you stop that" said the
clerical person.
"Why, you darned fool" interpo-
lated the philosophic old party irrev-
erently, don't you know that they
can't hear word you say?"
Suddenly the more agitatod dunn
mic seized his comrade by the throat.
The car was instantly in an uproar.
"Forteez-zeckond STREET., yelled the
guard, getting ready to rush in and
separate the combatants.
The announcement had a talismanic
effect.
Suddenly the two maddened young
mon broke their hold.
Il say, old man," exclaimed one,
in particularly clear, full voice, ave
get off here, don't we?"
"You bet." responded the other
cheerfly.
And then they both smiled sweetly
upon the petrifled guard, as they
passed him on their way to the sta
ton platform, leaving the philosophic'
old party in paroxysms Of merriment,
while every one else in the car was.
with indignation and gasp
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