Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1896-10-17
DICKS DOMAIN.

evil I take n cigar? Well. yes. I
rather think will. and thenk yer, sir!'
exclaimed Dick. the 'busdriver. an ex.
pansive grin illuminating his good.
humored countenance. as he picked out
the finest smoke In my preferred case
without hesitation. "Pon my word.
guv'nor." he continued, you're one o.
the right sort, an make no mistake.
I've druv this old bus matter o. six
years came next Benk 'Oliday. an you
TEX 1t from me, there amt many O. your
sort come my way. The larst cigar
I 'ad wus from soldier chap lnrst
Monday week: but thecr--1 could spin
yer a nice little yarn about the incl
dents wot led up that smoke IL yer
cared to listen"
Nothing would give me n greater
pleasure" FASTENED to assure him.
well, sir" he began, II dessay rs
you've noticed as 'ow oil my pals on
the road ave got bit o. ribbon stuck
on their whips. an wen they passes
me they all lauglls--but Ill tell yer the
yarn from the beginnin'.
II remember well the time rs I fust
Get my eyes OH Rosie-a Friday 1t wus,
the day as Barmpot won the Oaks.
She wus a-sittin' on the seat blind yer
theer. sir, and she looked 40 KILN that
I couldn't resist the temptation to enter
into conversation wiv 'er 30 wentured
to express the opinion as 'ow 'Oped
shed find I'm a-waitin' for 'er.
"'Ho! says she, wiv toss Of 'er
pretty 'ead, there's no i'm a.waitin' for
this child. I'm a-goin' straight 'ome to
ma AFTER simllation of serprise
that such sweet young lady 'adn't got
o sweetheart. an few personal nllu.
siOns on both sides, the conversation
got quite confidential, an she told me
as she'd Just obtained n sitlwation as n
'ousemaid at gentleman's 'ouse. an
she would he a-ridin' on the bus theer
every mornin' an comm 'ome Mt night.
Under the circumstances I wenturcd
to express the perllte 'ope as 'ow shed
favor me wiv 'cr company on the box
seat, rs the presence of her sweet face
would clip to relieve the monotony Of a
lonely mans existence. an arter lot
o persuasion I did ut larst get her to
mount up alongside O me. Well, that
wus the beginnin' Of It all.
every mornin', fust bus down. she'd
be waitin', an It soon became quite n
recognized thing to see Dicks Donah,
as the boys called 'cr. seated by my
side. wus the object of envy all along
the road. stood all their chaff an
jokin' good humorcdly, 'owever. know.
In as they'd give their bloomin' boots
to be In my shoes. 1t wus all right
tell ye. The recollection of 'er bright
smile and CHEEKY talk 'clped to liven
me up many drcary dry.
zone mornin' she didn't turn up M
usual. I Jung around as long as ever l
could afore startln', till my conductor
begun to use langwige. and the folks
In the bus got restless. but still she
didn't come, an I 'ad to do the journey
wivout 'er. Comm back, you can just
imagine my disgust, when I sees 'er
a.sittin' alongside O. Sam Flynn. There
they was a.chattin' away as hnfYablc
as you please, an as passed 'em she
smiles sort o. laugh, an Sam does a
sarcastic sort Of grin an addresses
some remark to 'er about me evidently,
at which she laughs back. ! never re.
turned 'er greetin' Of Good mornin'
Dick wus too mad.
II thought the blOOmin' day would
never be over. an everything seemed Ia
60 wrong. The little gel wOt alwus
brought my dinner never turned up az
usual. The coppers seemed 40 con.
trairy as they could be. and their con.
tinual "igher up. theer!' got my ire up
can tell yer. It's puxzler to me 'ow
kept away from the drink. I believe
must ave give way, II the thought o
meetin' 'er at night for q full explana'
ton admit kept me orr It. I wanted ia
be cool n calm.
AT larst, arter wot seemed like an
age, sees 'er apprOachin', an nerves
meself for the interview. I 'elped 'ei
perlitely up by my side. an as soon AZ
she got settled she says, We'll, Dick
you do look black, an no mistake
Who's been a-rubbin' yer the wrong
road?"
"'You'll pardon me. MISS \ retorta
sarcastically, tryin' to control my In
jured feelin's, but never allows any.
one to rub me the wrong road, or any
road at all for that matter. II theer'i
sny rubbin' to be done does 1t myself
Seer
"she looks up at me artfully, an
says: Now you're In a temper. Well
tell your little Rosie wOt's give yer the
Jump. like good boy
"'You know well wOt's the matter,
I jerked out. my temper at larst gettin
the best on me. 4 want to know the
reason Of your unladylike conduct o
this mornin'. Now don't yer try vel
prevaricatin' lodges wiv me. ! saw
yer along O. that miserable, sneakin
idiot. Sam Flynn. kept the 'bu,
waitin' fer yer ten minits over time
an yer never came. You'll understand
me, wunce an fer all, I'm not the biloxi,
as you can play wIv any road; II 70,
try them tricks wiv me, it's orr, righ
orr. Dyer 'ear?"
"'Well, I never. she exclaimed, wiz
Ter pretty eyes opened wide In astOnisll
ment; well, you are silly kid. Why
wus just a-gOin' ter tell yer, muvve
'ad one Of Ter bad turns this mOrnin'
an couldn't leave 'er till she got al
right, an that't wOt frowed me late, an
just becOs Mr. Flynn perlitely aske,
me to sit on the box wiz i'm comm up
ERE You flies out in beastly temper
wy I've good mind never to speal
to yer agen. Anybody would think as
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