The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1893-05-16
Judging by Appearances.

gagemaster was busy with his
checks, the men were hurrying to
and fro with chests and yalises
packages and trunks. Men, women
and children were rushing for the
cars, hastily securing seats, while
the locomotive snorted and puffed,
says the Louisville Home and Farm.
A man, carelessly dressed, was
standing on the platform of the de-
pot. He was looking around him
and seemingly paid little attention
to what was passing. 1t was easy
to see that he was lame, and at a
hasty glance one might have sup
posed that he was a man neither of
wealth nor influence.
The conductor gave him a con-
temptuous look, and slapping him
famiIiarly on the shoulder, cried
out:
"Hello, Limpy, better get aboard
or the cars will leave you behind" "
"Time enough, 1 reckon" re-
piled the individual, and he resumed
his seemingly listless air.
Cali aboard!' cried the conductor.
"Get on, Limpy," said be, passing
the carelessly- dressed man.
The lame man made no reply.
Just as the train was slowly moving
away the lame man stepped upon
the platform of the last car, walked
quietly in, and took seat. Tho
train had gone few miles when
the conductor appeared at the door
of the car where our friend was sit,
ting. Passing along he soon dis
covered the stranger whom he had
seen at the station.
"Your ticket, quickl"
81 don't pay" replied the lame
man, quietly.
"Don't pay?"
"No, SIR"
"WeIl see about that. 1 shall
put you off at the next station" and
he seized n valise that was over the
head of our friend.
"Better not be so rough, young
man." replied the stranger.
The conductor released the carpet
bag for moment, and seeing that
he could do no more then, passed on
to collect the fare from the other
passengers.
AS he stopped at seat few
PAGES away, a gentleman who had
heard the conversation just men
toned, looked up to the conductor
and asked:
"Do you know whom you were
speaking to now2"
"No, sir"
"That is Petor Wharburton, the
president of the road"
care you sure2" asked the con-
ductor, try ing to conceal his agita-
ton.
81 know him."
The color rose little in the young
mans face, but with strong effort
he controlled himself and went on
collecting fares as usual.
l
Meanwhile Mr.. Wharburton sat
quietly in his seat. None of those
near him could unravel the express
sion of his face or tell what the next
movement in the scene would be.
And he-what thought he? He
had been rudeIy treated, he had
been unkindly tainted with the in
trinity which, perhaps, had come
through no fault of his. He could
revenge himself if he choose. he
could tell the directors the simple
truth and the young man would be
deprived of his place in short order.
Should he do it?
Presently the conductor came
back. With steady energy he walk
ed up to Mr.. Wharburton's side;
then taking his book from his pucket
the money and tickets he had col
lected he laid them in Mr.. Whar,
burton's hand.
81 resign my place, sir" he said
The President looked over the
money and tickets for a moment
then, motionlng him to a vacant
seat, said:
"sit down, sir; 1 would like tc
talk to you"
As the young man sat down the
President turned to him face in
which there was no angry feeling
and spoke to him in an undertone
"My young friend, 1 have no re
vengeful feeling to crafty in tbi,
matter; but you have been impru,
dent. Your manner, had it been
thus to stranger, would have been
injurious to the company. 1 might
tell the directors of this, but 1 will