Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-10-05
SWEET REVENGE.
Bob Durdette's Experience with an Old
Gentleman with An Air OF Authority.


Gentleman with An Air OF Authority.
AS you 60 to Boston and Hartford
by way OF the Boston and Albany
Railroad, il you take the morning ex-
press there are two parlor cars there
unto attached, with all the aprur.
tenances thereunto appertaining, in.
GLIDING a porter with u wisp broom In
one hand and place for quarter in
the other Now these two parlor
cars are twins, differing only. a, is
the ca. e with twins in their manners.
The last time I went out that way,
which was only few weeks since,
one OF these cars was Gov Hawley,
and the other was ''Tother Gov'nor,"
l don't remember who
All went we'll until we reached
Springfield. There the usual halt of
five or ten minutes was made, the
parlor car tor Albany was switched oft
to its proper train and we went
numbering on to Hartford.
Before we were we'll out Of the
depot an old gentleman confronted
me. Round-faced, well-dressed. quick
spoken, a little crusty and a general
air OF authority about him.
"Young man." he said. sharply,
tout OF that"
Out of which?' 1 said, in inno-
cent surprise
'Out of that chair" snapped the
old party. 'Come, be lively l want
to sit down"
was puzzled and annoyed and
stammered something about this
being a parlUr and
eyes, yes" he said, impatiently,
II know all about that; this is a
parlor car and you've got my seat
Get up and get out of it now with
out any more words. Get a seat of
your own somewhere and don't 90
around appropriating other peoples
chairs when they've gone for lunch.
Get out, young fellow"
lam naturally very meek man,
but did make one more desperate
effort to retain my seat said l
had occupied that seat
Ever since 1 got out of it at
Springfield" snarled the old man.
II road in that seat all the way from
Boston, and the minute I left it you
jumped into it. And now you jump
out Of it, and no more words about it
or I'll make the car full of trouble
for you"
1t began to dawn upon me then just
how matters stood. In fact, knew,
but was nettled. Everybody in the
car was laughing at me, and do hate
to be laughed at l determined to
wait for my sure revenge l
said: you'll be sorry If you take
this chair" He snorted tiercely, aud
l abdicated without another word in
favor of the testy old jumper of claims
who thus summary evicted me. 1
arose. gathered up my hat, overcoat,
lap-tablet, b, newspapers, book, big
valise, little valise and arctics, and
thus burdened walked meekly to the
rear Of the car and sat down on the
meanest, poorest, most uncomforta-
BILE seat in the whole train, the up.
holstered bench under the big mirror.
The wood box in the smoking-car is
an easy chair in comparison with that
bench. BY and by the chair-grabber
called out:
"Young man, where is that little
red hand bag left here?"
meekly said, Il hadn't never
touched it," and he roared out that it
was there when took the chair. But
just then the conductor came along
and glanced at his ticket while the
old party explained how 1 had made
way with his little red hand bag.
''ThAt young man back there" he ex-
planned, twas in my chair when re-
turned, and my oyershoes and little
red handbag is"
Conductor, brisk, tacituru man,
full of his own business, here handed
back the old party's ticket.
Wrong train," he said, brusquely.
Get off at next station. This train
for Hartford and New York.
The old gentleman's face was
study
"For Ha Ha wha what" he
shouted. II know better! Told me
at Boston this car went through to
Albany"
'.Lem' see parlor car ticket" said
the conductor briefly "Yes, that's
all right, you're on wrong car: this
tickets for the other car. Your bag
gage half way to Albany by this
time. Get Off at Hartford"
"Well, when can get a train back
to Springf1eld?" walled the jumper of
chairs.
''T-night, said the conductor, and
passed OH to the next car.
Then arose l gathered up IN
my weak and long suffering arms my
hat, overcoat. lap-tablet, newspapers
book, big valise, little valise, and
arct1cs, and walked back to that
chair and stood before the most CREST
fallen man the immortal gods ever
pitied. l didn't make gesture; 1
just stood up before MIN. holding my
goods, personal effects and railway
chattles in my arms and looked at
him. He arose and vamOOsed the
claim. And as l settled down in my
recovered possession made only one
remark. l said to the poor old gentle
man: