Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1897-03-11
YARNS OF THE ROAD.
Tales Told by Commercial Travellers Fo,
Mutual EdiAoation.

| YAhNS Of HE ROAO.
Tales Told by Commercial Travellers For
Mutual EdiAoation.
IA good story is told Of Chica-
go merchant" said the ambassador
Of Greater New York mercantile
house. HE had to go Unexpectedly
to st. Louis on account Of lame
duck, and, meeting a drummer from
that ambitious and rather gay Mis-
souri, town, he said:
How do you fellows manage to
get such cheap fares to distant
points9 I want to go to st. Louis,
but the price is rather stiff
"'I'll fix that for you, replied
the drummer. Give me IS, and I'll
enroll your name as member Of
the 7. P. A. Then you can travel
wherever you like free.
"The merchant gladly handed out
his IS, with which his friend secret
ly bought him a ticket to st. Louis.
He accompanied him to the train.
Now, said he, when the conductor
comes all you have to do is to move
your hand across your mouth from
right to left and say "Yuno." He
will then know you are T. P. A.,
and you will have no further trou-
ble.'
ITO the conductor, however, the
drummer said: That man with side
whiskers is a harmless lunatic. Here
is his ticket to St. Louis. When you
come around, he will make this mo-
ton and say "Yuno." Just pass
him and say nothing. He likes to
believe that it is a mystic pass
which allows him to ride free
1.-THE plan worked to charm,
and the merchant marveled at the
scheme which made travel so easy
and cheap.
ION his return from st. Louis an
other conductor asked for his ticket.
'Yuno, said the merchant, MAX
ing the prescribed gesture. The con-
ductor didn't know, however, and
after several frantic attempts the
merchant had to pay his fare On
his arrival in Chicago he hunted up
his friend, the drummer.
{" Say he cried, what kind of a
trick did you play met Why, the
plan didn t work for cent coming
home
:" That's strange replied the
other. You must have made some
mistake. What did you do coming
back9'
hanu uafHb Across my mouth and 1n said aid
"Yuno.
"'Did you move your hand from
right to leftf'
Eyes, of course
That's where you made a blum
der. You see, you were coming back
and should have passed your hand
across your mouth from left to
right ,"
"That reminds me of a story
about Sam Kingston, lawyer Of
New York city," put in Philadel-
phian who had enjoyed the Gotham
ties story. Business of profes-
sional nature required his presence
in Poughkeepsie. On entering the
train he told the conductor to be
sure and let him know when he
reached his destination. he then
immersed himself in his newspaper.
"The train stopped at Yonkers,
and our lawyer, seeing a commo.
ton, thought he had reached the
end of his trip.
Is this Poughkeepsie9' he ask,
ed.
"'No, said the conductor, III lei
you know when we get there
| After half an hour the town Of
Kingston was reached.
'Kingstonr shouted the con
ductor through the open door.
'Mr. Kingston arose, shoulderei
his grip and left the train.
Where is Pearl street, he in
quired of a man at the depot.
There amt such street here.
"'Ain't this Poughkeepsiea'
No, Kingston.
We'll, I'll be smashed. How 1
1t you fellows all know my namea
said the lawyer, surprised.
, Explanations followed, and San
waited three hours for the mex
, train. Detroit Free Press.