Evening star., 1893-10-07
TOLD BY A LINER
Not Penny-a-Liner or Hot-Linor, but Q
Eight-Liner.
The Vtcissitudes OF n Cab nd OF a Cab.
naan-Ghostiy Memories Of
Vehicle.

'ann-Ghostly Memories OF
Vehicle.
Talking about ghosts" interrupted BIN
SAKE as he shifted his quid OF tobacco and
Puiieu 'ne blanket over his horse. this here
wagon OF mine and me has seen MORN Won
fellers ever heered Of"
III was a big burly jehu who spoke ana
he was addressing his remarks 70 a crour
OF several OF his kind when a reporter of
Inc star happened along The story was
interrupted Immediately and the reporter
was accested with the familiar inte-roga-
eory heose, sir. I'll run you home cheap"
NO. ne diont want to go home then Per-
haps later he would.
Let's near that story OF your'n, Bills
said one OF the men. breaking the silence.
ts long story. boys, but seein' that
you want to hear It, why. here goes. TO
begin at the beginnin', this turn out be-
iohss 10 me- The horse and kedge was
ono upon time high goers, but a little
PAD luck and hard treatment brought u TO
tne bazaar. where made Il mine for sss.
AS mounted the box to drive to my stable.
d neat lookin' man come aloneride ana
asked me IL / had any objection 10 hie
takin last look inside. Course hadn't
ana ne climbed inside and STAYED seyersi
,,hau - 4 was gettin' sort OF anxious
when the door opened and he got out His
| eyes was red like as II he had been crytn',
anu ne looks up to me and says: Pard
wnen you bought that kedge. you bought
| NOR one han or my ife.' Then he wiped
| his eyes and turned away Them words az
ms bothered me considerable. The next
day gives the kedee a coat Of varnish.
sna covered the seats with linen. II was q
great Improvement and starts out the fol.
lowing Monday to do business on NV own
nook as night liner. As said, the kedgO
looked hne then. and the first week or 90
| there wasn't man on the stand who did
a better business than tlid one ni~ht ,ast
| winter, when II was snowin' like tarnatiou.
couldn't stand the cold any longer ana
gets inside II had been q short night
that Is. there was few people out and No
business at all i hadn't been inside morn
minute when i heered some one groans
| another drunk. says Land with that open.
eo .ne door and looked outside. II was a.
dark night as I ever saw, and couldn't
see dozen yards In front of me. I un-
fastened the lamp on the dash. and looked
| about There was no one In sight. and Z
| laid the groan to my Imagination and got
back. Pretty soon was startled again by
| voice comm from the seat In front OF me.
| Boys. that kedge was q tslkin' 10 me-"
"oh rats" put in one Of the drivers. Bin
Sake. you was drunk"
Cabs History.
mo. indeed. 'Owley.' was as sober that
night as am this minute Fact Is, I amt
u
finishes the story. Let's see, was where
TIE front seat was talking. Well. Il says b
me: Bill SAKE. would you like tn hear my
story? Would you like to near OF the Joys
and sorrows that have carried7 Listen,
then. j came from the west where one Of
| the most noted builders put me together. I
| first belonged to q Senator, leastwtse ne
| wasn't Senator when he bought me.
When he was elected carried him homo
ENrrs fhA lx.<xIC C1A Aerx-2 -.
py. All the way he kept saying to himself.
| This is the crowning triumph Of my iifes
| i was happy myself that night and car.
ried him as gently as possible. nese
springs were marvels in those days. and
my old friend Prince. the horse. was a.
stylish a coach horse as any IN the town A
short time after that I was brought TO
Washington. 1t was I that carried Miss
| sweetheart. the young banker when The
latter asked her to be his wife. and I fol-
lowed the wedding procession later on. One
day. while 1 was resting N the stable with
a cloth cover over me. the coachynan runs
into the stable. and tells the hostier 70
| hitch UP quick. as the Senator. while walk.
ing on the Capitol terrace. had slipped ana
| 5iffy. and when we pulled up at the private
| residence where master had been carried I
| felt awful bad. Then they brought the
| master out. He was white a ghost, and
bleeding from an ugly wound IN the head
| carried him home, but he 1ied the next
day. That was the beginning OF my scr-
row. After the funeral Prince and I were
sold. We were bought by \ society lady. I
won't tell you Of the sights we saw, and
| the conversations I hearl They vere %
bad, and blushed 30 much that the cloth
| on the inside changed color. We only last
ed a short time I'm their service. I would
get out OF order every chance / had. just
| to spite them. and Prince. b, went lane
and was sold. They bought another horss
for me. but / went to pieces shortly after
ward. and was sold to q livery stable Keep
| er. That was the most trying moment oe
| my life. Perhaps IL was because / lad 70
60 into public life: anyhow. the burden was
| lghtened after two years In that service
| when 1 was bought by my sid coachman,
| the one who used to drive bie when the
Senator was alive. He cared for me as
| trouble this time was the iise was being
| put to- Every day IL was a funeral, and
| so much sorrow was upon my springs that
| gave out and was taken 10 the bazaar
| who looked inside after You bought me.
Yes. he hated to sell me. but wus ratheP
glad Of a change Then you bought me-
and can tell better than anyone else what
| q hard life both of US have led"
Il had just settled myself to reply whsR
a policeman shook me and I walked up.
Thought ali the time IT wa. uke that q.
else you was drunk" said owley. In . dia
appointed way.
Only q yisht Liner.
The men were talkativs and The STAG
man spoke up.
You boys have q pretty rough tim@ q
imagine"
you don't have to fall back on youn
Imagination. pard." said Owley. who ap-
peared to be the Chauncey Depew OF ths
| party. "An you have TO DO 10 to Get on this
| box and try one night OF IL"
| "Yes. and I'll guarantee he win havu
| enough of IL In one night" said Bin SAKE.
''The first good drunk he runs into ana
| has to search for an address 20 take hin
| home will be experience enough. I gambia"
put In Owley Then they all laughed
| Tell me some OF your experiences, boya
I'm a reporter OF The Star and would liko
to get material enough for 4 story"
"'Scuse me. boys" said Owley. Il don't
| want my name In the paper" and suiting
| his actions to his words. he retired to hi0
| cab.
| Come back here. you burned fool. Tho
Star always tells the truth. and you ain1
afraid of that. are you said q little fsl-
low who hadn't been saying much.
Go on, Bill, you tell him about us. You
are the best talker."
Bill had no objection. and. after clearing
his throat, began:
| II suppose you want TO know sometime
about this business. Well. sir. it's the hard
est and most unthsnkful job any man ever