The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-04-29

comes he has plenty of money and a
thirst whetted by four months of absolute
sobriety. When the woodsman boards
the train at Greenville junction the spree
is usually well under way and by the
time Bangor is reached, if the man has
escaped arrest on the way down, he is in
excellent shape for the harpies that lie
in wait to pluck him.
The woodsmen run" springs and falls.
Just now they are coming out. In few
weeks they will start back for the drives,
thirty or forty at time. These crowds
are Just the same as they were twenty
years ago, not quite 50 quarrelsome, per
haps but just as noisy and as able to soak
rye whisky. Yet they are honest. jolly
fellows after all most of them as careless
of the future as butterfies--some of them
in as CAV colors, too. If, after all their
quafing and chatting and laughing, they at
last fall to fighting, it's all in the way OF
the fun, and no one ever gets seriously
hurt. It's simply a Donnybrook on the
rail and if the passage was quiet and
peaceful the big fellows would feel as
though they had been deprived Of some
thing they had paid for
The other day man with silk hat
walked through the smoking car on the
Moosehead route. Never did n silk hat
have narrower escape from everlasting
the spark catcher" pull down the dog
house" 'Never fetched 1t, but this is
the time" The man with the hat was
agile. but he found it a dizzy task TO dodge
the moccasins, the old hats, and the
sweeping cuffs that were leveled at the
provoking tile At the END Of the car a
big red faced man, who wore a blue
striped Jacket, rose up before him and
put up OBTAINING hand. In voice husky
with eagerness he said:
Say, mister, l want TO smash that nat.
Jest take pity on me, fer Gawds sake. do.
I've been in the woods fer five months,
fed on bean swagon and ginger cookies. |
amt even drunk liker till three hours
ago. | amt had no fun of any kind. l
want ter smash that hat, ter meller II all
ter gosh TIN do me more good than a
turkey dinner an a minstrel show. Jest
pity nv feelin's Here, here's the stuff.
Help Yourself outer that wad. Take $40
take it or more-only jest let me
smah Ter once" v.
The man with the hat lodged just in
time to escape q broad hand that came
down like the rush of a snowslide. The
woodsman tumbled onto his knees, and
the silk hat, after lodging dunnage bag,
ESCAPED into the next car. On human
phiz l have never seen more dlsap-
pointed look than that on the lace of the
WOOdsman as ne pullcu ulusClI 10 ms ieeU.
Hes he goucN' he asked brea hleSsly.
Some one pointed toward the next car.
1.-The son of Il gum"
Then the man who wanted to buy fun
walked unsteadiiY to the car door and
looked back into the next coach. There
sat Silk Hat, reading a paper He
wouldn't look up at the frantic motions
made b. Blue Jacket. Blue jacket then,
al the risk Of his life, teetered out on the
platform and raped sharply on the glass
door of the coach wherein sat Silk Hat
Of course every one looked up, and no
one understood the extraordinary demon
stration that ensued.
Blue Jacket held up $40 bill and lifted
his eyebrows appealingly.
Silk Hat shook his head
Blue Jacket unhesitatinRly fumbled at
his wad and held up two 81 bills beside
the ten.
Silk Hat looked annoyed and shook his
heau again.
A LOOK Of distress crept over Blue
Jackets face and he held 70 the knob OF
the door and gazed at Silk Hat with a
long, appealing, fascinated stare His
mouth twisted in the contortions OF coax
ing with unspoken words.
Silk Hat gazed back with unsoftening
silence.
Blue Jacket tore away his eyes with a
sudden movement and thumbed his wad
Then he held against the glass ten and
a FIVE and this time his look VI supplica-
ton was fairly excruciating.