The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1898-02-03
TRAVELLED ON A PASS.
And So Ee Thought He Owned the Whole
load.

Eoad.
1T brings JOY to my soul to see
grumbler laid low" remarked a
travelling man to a reporter recent
~, and when asked for the story
implied the following was related:
We were making the run from
New York to Washington. 1t was
fast train, in charge of an amiable
conductor. The porter in our car
had the patience of Job and the good
nature peculiar to fat men. There
were no crying babies aboard, not
a single bridal couple and no COM
planning old maids. In fact, it was
an ideal travelling combination with
single exception.
In the face of this ali around
comfort there was a we'll known
Washington man aboard who had
as much fault to find as if he were
passenger on one of the Four
teenth street cars going north at
the present writing. Nothing suited
him. and the service and attention
he demanded proclaimed him moth
ing short of a bank president or
director of the road. During the en-
tire run we heard nothing but com.
plants. The roadbed was uneven
as cobblestone street. There was
not thing obtainable in the dining
car tit to eat. The smoking compart-
ment was SO small a man could not
stretch his legs, and so on, until
the rest of us would have willingly
endured q wreck to put a quietus en-
the kicker's disagreeable tongue, or
at least furnished him substantial
reason for his wholesale complain
ing.
8 1t was trying ordeal Tor his
fellow passengers, and our combined
sympathy went out to the contin-
ually abused porter. The grumbler
made the atmosphere of the car
heavy with the most emphatic oaths
in the n-Christian language and the
air was rendered a dark blue by his
profane eloquence. A general prayer
of thankfulness assembled heaven
ward when the grumbler finally
slept. We even endured his snoring
without a murmur. The next morn
ing, which was Saturday, no was
the first person up, and he made
things lively in that car. Pretty
soon everybody else was up, and the
people were sitting in their seats
holding on to grips and umbrellas
| ready to fly directly the train steam.
! ed into the station.
''The grumbler was being brushed
by the porter down in the front END
of the car and every movement OF
the broom in the porter's hand was
accompanied by volley of pfofani
ty. AT the conclusion of one of these
startling outbursts a mild lookins
| old gentleman at the other end O
the car glanced toward the Offender
ana III the graVest manner draWIe(
out this innocent inquiry:
" Say, my brother, where do you
| preach tomorrow
1.-THE humCr of the question was
appreciated by the other occupants
of the car, who roared with laugh.
ter at the expense of the grumbler.
l never saw man so completely
knocked out by chance blow. The
general amusement of the passen-
gers was too much for the grumbler
and he made the remainder of the
journey out on the platform.
Somebody asked who he was.
The porter said he knew him well.
Dat man amt no account, any.
how, spite of his airs and grum-
blings. Der want muffin good nuf
for him, sure, and he was travelling
deadhead clean through. Barring
this nickle he just done glib me,
guess he amt spent one cent on the
trip. "-Washington Star.