The sun., 1893-04-02
SEEN AND HEARD IN A HORSE CAR.
A Girl Reading . BIbie-A Mnr with y
Bnby-A Messenger Boy's PHILOSOPHY.

Bnby-A Messenger Boy. Philosophy.
Even the be-astonish ed at othing New
Yorker occasionally gets surprise that m akes
him think. 1t was in Fourth avenue car on
Sunday morning. rumblinG and ioltinR along
In the usual way between piles Of mud and
microbes that might have been snow In its
first estate. and everybody was dsgruntled
and mud spattered. suddenly there came
ihto the car q fragrance OF Lyacinths. and n
fresh. fair young girl with eager eyes and
sunny hair came tripping in looking like n
fashion plate in her faultless gown and costly
furs. and wearing a big bunch Of the white
bells In her warm coat When she was
settled in her place with all her perfumed be-
loneings arranged to her liking she drew a
book from beneath her arm and began to
read. not the latest effort OF the Duchess OF
Howelrs last mirror OF society. but the old
old Book that your mother and grandmother
cards or n temperance orator taken out a
flask OF rum one could have believed their
eyes. but that girl In that gown to be reading
the Gospel In n street car. probably on her
way down town to some mission. r.ade one
feel that the millennium was near.
Every one seemed better natured after that.
The woman with the crying baby over in the
corner gave the baby few more comforting
ana Mb ebne had Sesn ag o
q little ways further up town man boarded the
car with another olive branch lust out Of long
FAINT gave two or three preliminary hows and
then started on saualling match with the
hausted ali his arts OF solaee. and pulling his
looking as 4 he would throw that unhappy
bundle in The first ash can he saw.
the BABY now and @ then ON ON the back iitlnns i
least conc cerned that It was disturbing every
body in the car. That is the difference be-
has and desenss But
as the girl rode on with her lace bowed over
the book that you hadn't looked into for
30 long you took another look at the little
woman with the baby and noticed how faded
her dress was and how faded her hair was and
been dragging crying babies around Tor so
nj any years that she took it philosophicaly
as she would t9othashe that that man an would
never took his offspring out before In his life,
and never would again.
prosperous kind. His shirt was Of blue check
and his clothes coarse and clean. His wife
weddnr rni her and Mss
new and bright: Between them on the seat sat
a pale little child dressed in the dainty fashion
one often sees among the children OF working
people. The car was crowded now. A stately
dame in silk and fur. with diamonds too large
FOR good taste in her ears. stood in front of
Why don't you take that child on your lap
instead ID Of hespng people standing. she de-
The man lifted his hat and said quietly. THAT
child has lust had an operation performed and
Is more comforta BILE where she is. madame"
and then he cuddled the little white iaco Gainst
his big arm with the awkward tenderness OF
strong man for a hurt and helpless creature.
and went on with his fairy story In German
Mn til the long lashes fell and she was asleep.
The lady bit her lips. and not a man in the car
offered her a seat Then a bright-eyed
messenger came bouncing into the car. and
the venerable old party. in the corner who had
been industriousiy reading n newspaper. said:
Ny son. aren't you the boy that kent me
waiting the other dav while you played that
ungodly gambling, game en- the pavement?"
Grams? Yass. I'm dc kid"
Well. haven't seen you lately"
Nav Got discharged"
what for 2"
"Overchargin' feller 1--WE cents"
Now don't you see it Is Just as told you.
dishonesty doesn't ever enrich the sinner
Why M dIdn,s !. you ask for the five cents If you
De feller wouldn't shell out. don't do de
snufflin' act for any Of 'em. I'd rather swipe
1 nickel Dey'd t'ink you was strn9in 'em II
you did tell EN- square. Besides. I've got in a
better office by de means see. where dey pays
. feIler a per cent Makes US hustle. No time
'or craps. seep'
And the girl with the Bible smiled a mis-
,hlevous little smile and shut the big book.