The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1899-12-10
Tales Of Yankee .EnChantnlent.
THE BOY WHO MADE A TROLLEY CAR.
A Nonsense Story.
By Charles Battell Loomis.
lcopyright lsaa BY charIes BatlelI L2omlsl

George Starnac1 ha always lived n
the country, which was the hest Thing
tina; could have happened 70 MIN Have
YOU ever Thought, y.u city chilli how
little chance you have 20 become great
or famous. You niay bacmc rich but
the chances, are that yau viii never lie
President and all hccause You were nn-
fortunate enough 10 be porn and
brought up in the city.
You have been taught to laugh each
week at the poor countryman who is
pictured in the comic weeklies as a sort
Of cross between a monkey and shar-
per but the ccuntryman learned what
neighhorlineSs meant when he was a
hoy and You viii never know Is mean.
ing unless you leave the crowded city
before II is too late. Go UP into the
country and learn to be neishbory and
self-relant and you may get into the
history books, and future little boys viii
have TO learn all about you as you have
to about George Washington and Gen.
Grant and Daniel Webster and Chaun-
cey N. Depew-all country boys.
George Starhnck lived ut Graytown,
near Worcester in Massachusetts. and
he could make anything that he had
ever seen. At seven he made a wagon,
whiting the wheels out of soft pine
wood, and his father rode in it half
hour before it fell TO pieces and broke
his leg.
So when Mr.. Starbuek took George
to Boston and showed him trolley cars
or "'electrics, which is the absurd name
they give them there, George said: IN
make enc when | get home" Remem-
Der he was only thirteen. But make
one he did. How he knew what kind
of timber to use passes ME but at the
end Of a week he called his father out
to his workshop. which had formerly
been wagon she'd, and there was a
trolley car, life size, and for all the
world like one Of those that ran ont to
Cambridge aud Arlington.
Mr.. Starbuck Yves delighted. What
are you going to do with it, my SOM,
asked he
well | had some thoughts of selling
it, said George, but after all, money is
not everything, so now / think I'll take
you and mother and party of neigh
bors down to Boston in it and when |
get there the neighbors can go sight
seeing and I'll make enough money run
ming it to raise the mortgage that is on
this farm
When you grow up you will find that
farmers raise great many things on
their farms, but that mortgages are
some times very hard to raise, but it is
a heap Of satisfaction to raise one, so
you see George was good boy to
answer his father in that way.
There's no time like the present for
things that are pleasant" said Mr.
Starbuck, so they decided to take the
trolley to Boston the very next day
Now you may have taken the trolley te
Boston yourself but not in the way they
took it-on a platform car.
They invited their neighbors to come
early next morning and start with them
for Boston and twenty accepted the
invitation. George and his father and
mother ran the heavy trolley car upon
a low-hung wagon that they used when
they wanted to carry plate glass to
market and then the neighbors and all
piled into the car. and George hitched
q pair of cattle-which is country for
a yoke of oxen-to the wagon and they
We're drawn down to the station with