The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1896-01-02
a LUNCH IN BROADWAY.
It Drove the Gripman Frantic, but Pleased
Horse and His Driver.

It Drove the Gripman Frantic. but Pleased
Horse and His Driver.
A little drama was enacted in
Broadway the other afternoon which
afforded amusement to the passers-
by, particularly in view of tho fact
that the principal actor was uncon-
soious of his part in the play.
The street was crowded with wag-
ons, making progress difficult and
the driver of a big truck loaded with
hay was quietly letting his gray
horses take their time, being evil
IDENTIFY determined to ignore all wag-
ons behind him that might have
liked to pass had he given them the
chance. He never once looked around
on his lofty perch, although the grip
man of q cable car just in the rear
kept sounding his gong with loud in
sistence, an alarm that made trucks
and carts on the other side of the
track scurry out Of the way with
alaority. The driver of the hay
wagon was either deaf or Indifferent,
and made no pretense of turning
out, even when good opportunities
were given.
Directly behind the truck of hay
came o wagon loaded with iron
pipes, and though the cable car was
close upon it this driver was re-
lieved from responsibility in the
matter on account of the obstruction
in front of him, while his horse, a
swaggish looking dark bay, was well
conteht with the situation.
A protruding bale of tho hay was
Immediately on level with the ami
mails nose, and he had eaten of that
hay and found itgood for moro than
four blocks. The hole in the hay
was considerably deeper than his
binders as he stepped slowly along,
and he only occasionally lifted his
head from the feast as if to assure
himself that there was no likelihood
of the repast coming to an end.
The driver of the bay chuckled to
himself and smiled broadly every
time that his horses head ducked
afresh into the hay. Every one
walking on that side of the street
took q lively interest in the situa-
ton, and people coming out of side
streets or stores along the route in
stantly stopped to find out what was
making every body smile, and smiled
themselves when they saw how mat
tiers stood
Everybody enjoyed the moving
panorama except the people in the
cable car, chatting at the delay, and
the driver of the hay truck, who
stuck to his place with stolid indif-
ference and failed to soc the winks
and significant glances of the people
on the sidewalk. The newspaper
boys saw the joke and ran alongside
of the hay eating bay, determined to
see this benefit performance played
to the end. The cable car gripman
was frenzied with impatience and
seemed more than once on the eve
of leaving his post to adjust affairs,
but the procession continued un-
broken as far down as Duane street
before the hay truck driver, having
reached his proposed turning point,
trundled of to the west.
The driver of the waggish bay
whipped up his steed at that juno
ture and cleared the track for the
cable car, that put on extra speed to
make up for lost time, but it is prob
able that the driver of the hay truck
was surprised when he got off his
cart and looked at that hindmost
bale 1t is also likely that the bay
horse was not hungry for supper
that night.-New York Tribune.