Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1892-03-30
He Was Polite.

She was a sumner, and as she swung
into the well-tilled bridge car every
man in the car felt in duty bound to
keep his seat in order to have better
view of her queenly figure and her eX-
ceedingly attractive face.
She moved on through the car until
she reached the center, then she paused
and glided gracefully into the space oc-
cupied by the sliding doors IN the side,
and leaning her splendid self languidly
against the glass, gazed in a dreamy,
far-awav fashion at the grayish-blue
river, with its ever-changing panorama
of moving vessels, with their putting
smoke stacks and Tapping sails.
The car had begun to travel on its way
New York, when a small man, who
looked as though he might have been a
very much married man, and q much
more henpecked husband, and who oc-
cupied the end seat near where the di-
vinitv was leaning against the door so
gracefully, noticed the interested
glances of the other male passengers,
and looking up quickly from his paper
became suddenly aware that very
pretty woman was, as it were, on eXhi-
bition, and also that he was, to use a
slang expression, mot in it, as he had
to almost twist his neck out of joint in
of her.
Accordingly the small, henpecked
looking man determined to be polite, in
order to obtain o position where he
could enjoy an uninterrupted view of
the vision of female loneliness; So he
stood up, and reaching over, touched
the statuesque blonde gently on the left
arm.
She never moved; it would seem that
the panorama on the river had SO
chained her attention, that the mere
offer of a seat was a matter so trivial
that it did not arouse her.
The little man looked confused, but
thinking he had probably touched her
heavily upon the fair ones wrist, in
order to call her attention to the fact
that she could sit, instead of standing,
for the three minutes of time which
would elapse before the car reached tn e
New York side, as the train had by this
time travelled almost half the distance.
But the fair maid kept her eyes fixed
firmly upon a ferryboat which was
vending It's old-fashioned, weary way
across the river, and paid no more at
tention to the little mother-in-lawed
looking man than if he had been at the
North Pole.
The understood individual, however,
was not to be ignored; he had made
up his mind to give up his seat, after
due deliberation, and no six-foot
blonde, however beautiful, could freeze
him out of his polite purpose. His face
was picture of determination Of the
now-or-never sort, as he reached over
once more, and took firm grip on the
young woman's forearm, at point
about midway between the wrist and
the elbow.
AS he did SO, an ashy pallor over
spread his face, which was quickly fol-
lowed by beet-like redness, and the
little man, dropping his arm, made his
way to the door, followed by the smiles
Of the rest Of the passengers, who en-
joyed his discontinue immensely.
The pretty girl remained standing un
til the door was opened on the New
York side, when she walked out with
the rest of the passengers. AS she
moved along the platform she swung
her left arm in careless way, and, as
the knowing passengers heard the
Joints III the artificial member squeak,
they realized why the little man had
failed to make any impression upon it's
otherwise stunning oWner.-BrO0klya
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