The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1898-11-06
RoueH RIDER BOSSES 4 STAGE.
Forces Military schooiboys to Give Up Their
Seats to Women.

Forces Military schoolboys to Give Up Their
Seats to Women.
A rough rider held up q Fifth avenue stage
Wednesday morning and ran 1t TO suit him
self. Between half-past 8 and 8 o'clock the
stages are always full OF school girls and boys,
maids and teachers. and the children oil be-
long to the immaculate and arlstocratic set.
who patronize Fifth avenue private schools.
On Wednesday morning the pouring rain made
the stages more crowded than usual. The
rough rider boarded one downtown and soon
gave his seat to a French maid. There were
rows of clean-faced. trim little boys occupying
seats and standing. and the tall soldier looked
down at them occasionally with a queer smile.
More boys crowded in at each street and the
rough rider was jammed and jostled. He took
It good naturally. but said. with q Western
drawl, to the only other man in the stage:
"This Is New York. is it2"
The man smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
well. the stages are roomier out our way"
commented the rough rider. Then he stared
out through the windo at the drivers glis-
tening waterproof back. The stage stopped
at Thirtieth street and a young woman got in.
There was hardly room for her to stand. but
she swung herself on a strap and leaned for
ward. across several small boys. to the rough
rider. whose back was turned toward her.
may L ITOuDlo " " u III AelO III tho
box?" she asked. The soldier came out OF his
trance and whiried around. Certainly. miss.
Ill"- he began. Then a wrinkle came be-
tween his eyes and his expression OF surprise
rows Of neat little boys sitting on each, side Of
the stage and talking about football. The
fellow nearest the standing lady. ''"
Get up and give the lady a seat. young un.'
he said. The boy didn't stir.
with a ring of impotence in his voice. A
hush settled down upon the crowd. The boys
"oh, never mind" said the girl hastily. The
rough rider reached, q long arm across the
boys between Ss;sad hin m and lathe the boy SS tho to w cnIIar ne fif hsd
him lightly into the air. and dropped him into
!TaEe that.seat. miss"
The young woman dropped into the seat;
The little girls ,Riggled. the little boys stared
a aesa shs S0l Sis e On en- pRsss6ue q S she divers haS IS
The rough rider singled out ANOTHER boy.
sonny @aEs ' aFos leay viii ss s%iscr sfpn and the dictator
smiled at him: Then he looked down At the
quired forcible argument,
TSa hov 90 sS,syr9s you e go b On q ~ = sca ne ssk Ee1 and
evidently didn't understand.
When do YOU get to work."
Nine O'Clock. sir"
When Do you 20 9f1f"
Same day."
1eS. BIZ
Great Scotland too. tired to get up and
give a lady a seat. You're pretty weak. and I
SUPPOSE these other little boys are all af-
An the cuiprits listened and stared.
Most Of You in military schoolr" continued
the rough rider. looking at the CAPS and uni
well, you'll make blooming soldiers Il you
keep on, IA you've started out, You'd better
take TO bookkeeping. You could sit down all
Just then soma girls left the stage. Every
one looked at the. rough rider. but he made
no move toward sitting down. ;,
Plenty of room for you now. boys" he said
The boys slipped into them without, a word.
and no, one said anything until after the stage
stopped at Forty-second street, and the rough
door he turned to the boys, whose eyes still
looked preternaturally big:
I've lived where they'd shoot q man that
ssid. But 30 81 tSis sP Is aR New E'S York ! i"o' d seat nc
For q moment after he, disappeared there
was q hush. Then a babble OF tongues be:
been hoisted out Of his seat was louder than
any I z teI liz YOU %.D i p had q pistol in my pocket
he s soId ntI have 9 pis 5edd me ie about 3 %ns sh bsl T 2
fashion. Drunk That's what he was, but
Il "a had a pistol ia have showed him
wasn't Tpn o afraid Eodfroaan any {, drunk uni s soweo Sm,,sd Tn.
little girls looked impressed. but the other boy,
who. had, given his seat to a lady. grinned.
We'll" he said cheerfully. he may have
and with n voice like that says to me. Get up
sonny,' I'm pretty likely &c, do II. You couldn't
have fired q pistol II you'd had one, and. any.
without waiting for the cowboy to tell us to dc
IL. / think he was bully" -.
That boy. in spite q, his kid gloves. will
San Juan hill with tho cowboys.