The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-12-10

ping district and could not move any fast
er than a mile an hour because the
were so many women crossing the tracks
TO go to the shops.
LOOK here" said Mrs. Starbuck to
George, there's no use in letting these
people ride far for cents. It's a private
car. Why not call out change cars and
then fill up the car with new passen-
gers ?"
fancy that Mrs Starbuck had little
city blood in her. George was dutitut
son and he Immediately stepped to the
door of the car and yelled IAN out"' and
The passengers scrambled out like a flock
of sheep and he was free to fill it up
again. Only the first passenger stayed in
and said THAT was a clever move" So
George said he might ride all day long
if he wanted to. and, although he was
very busy he did ride all day long, be-
cause such chances don't come very Oft
en-.
Along in the afternoon they were pass
ing the Hotel Vendome, and the neighbors
came out and hailed the car, not reeog-
nizing George. They had been sightseeing,
and they had all registered at the hotel
in hopes of seeing their names in the news
papers. OF course George would not let
them pay cent, and as they nearly filled
the car and rode way out 10 Brookline,
he didn't make much money that trip.
But he left them at Brookline and ran
back quickly to the shopping district,
where he soon made up a load.
One time a stout, prosperous looking
man got upon the car and asked George
what line he belonged to. George told him
politely that it was a little line of his
own.
Then the prosperous looking man, who
said he was the president of one of the
leading car lines quoted the famous
words of Gen. Grant and said: do you
propose to fight it out on this line all
summer"
mo, sir; as soon as / raise the mort
gage l am going to take my car home and
make a hen house out of it,"
Are you a country boy?" asked the
man.
q am, sir" said George, proudly.
Run all you want my boy. l give you
permission. 1 was once country boy my
self and if you can make an honest penny
out of these people you deserve to raise
your mortgage. Only you must give me
dollar to pay for your license"
George handed him the dollar and he
got off the car. And now / must tell you
that the man was not president of any
company, but simply bad man who saw
a chance TO make a dollar out of simple
hearted George But George was reward
ed, as a big theater party boarded the
car and rode five blocks to the theater,
and when they left he counted up his
money and found that he had just enough
to raise the mortgage
1t was s O'Clock and as none of them
had had a bite to eat all day he ran the
car off on a siding and they took dinner
at the Parker House. where they had
Parker House rolls and maple syrup.
After dinner they went back TO the car
and found it full of street boys. want a
rider" asked George, and the street boys
shouted yes, SO George took them all over
the city for nothing. But I am sorry to
say that the boys were rude enough to
ask him whether the car wasn't home
made, and this so incensed MIR. Starbuck
that he drove them all out.
But by this time it was nearly u o'clock,
so they ran down 10 the freight yards,
and were lucky enough to find the same
brakeman there. The neighbors had come
too, all tired out and loaded down with
handbills and samples of different foods
for they had been to a food show at the
Mechanics Institute. They reached Gray
town early IN the morning. The faithful
oxen had come down 10 meet them, and
this time all the neighbors helped to lift
the car onto the wagon, so it made it
easier.
Then when they had reached the Star
bucks George raised the mortgage as high
as he could, and they all cheered and
cheered and told him they had never had
so good a time in their lives and they
hoped he'd have many happy returns of
the day.
Then George put the trolley car into the
hen yard and the hens took to it at once.
As for George, he became a simple coun-
try boy once more. But if he had been
a city boy he would have run that trolley
car into the ground.
But there is not a city boy in the United
States, from Portland, Me, to Portland.
Ore, who could have built a trolley car
inside of a week, inside of a shed. with
a jack knife and a scythe.