Santa Fe new Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1898-1951, 1900-01-18

ing car taVaSOur OF the New 10rk lin
tied.
There was no trouble in locating it.
1t came from one Of the berths in Sec
ton No. 8, where a large, beefy passen-
ger was performing an impromptu solo,
the refrain being something like this:
"'Ngk! Sn'g! 'Ngk-k-k-k-k-k-k-kngk!
Gn'ngk-k-k-k-g-g-g-gk! Aw-w-w-w-w.w!
Gr-r-r-r-r-sngk! Gngk-ngk-ngk-ngk! o.
oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-woogr!"
There were variations, but this SEEM
ed to be the burden Of the song.
The recital had been in progress a con-
siderable time, and symptoms of impa-
thence on the part Of the audience began
to manifest themselves.
"Ring off"
"Give him air!"
"Live it down, old mani"
"Tell my mother l died for my coun.
try"
"Put the rest of it in writing"
"Shut the box!
But the solo went on.
"Sn'gkl Ng-ng-ng-ng-ngk! Ah.oo-oo-
oo-oorp! Gl-gl-gl'-
The curtains of the opposite berth
opened, and in the dim light a large,
bony hand was seen grasping the south
ern extremity Of a cane.
The cane presently was seen to be
feeling its way across the intervening
space. 1t parted the curtains that hid
the musician from view. The curve at
the end of it hooked itself around a large,
fat arm, and then the stick was pulled
backward with a decisive jerk.
"Hey? Hey? Wha-what's the matterT'
exclaimed a husky voice.
THAT'S what l I'm trying to find out,"
replied the owner Of the bony hand. us
1t something that will yield to treatment?
Did you ever take liver pills for it|
"What are you disturbing me tor?
What do you want? Who the deuce are
you?
'I'm q committee of n to ascertain
on behalf of this carload Of suffering peo-
pie what it is that ails you and to see If
something can't be done. Are you open
to any offers of a COMPROMISED
"Are you drunk, sir, or are you only
crazy"
"Never mind what my trouble is.
What we want to know-and l ask 1t in
a perfectly respectful manner - is
whether or not you have an engagement
to serenade the passengers in this coach
and whether or not it is a whole night
stand, because il it isl
"Eh" snorted the fat passenger, now
thoroughly awake. you're taking a
good deal on yourself, sir"
II am, and l took a good deal before ]
made any kick. I'm the last man on
earth to trespass on the rights Of other
people, but
"Was it you who woke me up?"
81 cannot tell a lie. I did it with my
little cane"
"Confound you, sir"-and he threw his
legs out over the edge Of the berth-"if
you're hunting for trouble
"Wait a moment" said the other, re-
versing his cane. "If you come any near
er, I'll sink an oil well into you. Let us
discuss this matter in a spirit of friendly
investigation. You haven't half the ex-
cuse for losing your temper that l have"
A dozen heads were thrust out from as
many berths, and a dozen pairs of ears
were listening with keen interest to the
discussion.
1.-THE Pullman : Wagner combination
charges NE pA Iof Ihe USE VI tn!e pauueu
shelf" resumed the owner OF the cane
with the implied agreement that am to
have a nights sleep. You nave murdered
that sleep. You killed it OH before
even
BLANK dash you'll" rear2d the beefy
man. I've paid my w tool what right
have YOU
$50 have WEI" shouted a dozen voices,
m after the other.
"Was l talking in my sleepy' demand
ed the aggrieved colossus, slightly check
ed by this unexpected demonstration.
mo; you were not talking" responded
the committee of one. "You were giving
an imitation Of a Wagner concert, with
boiler factory accompaniment and fog
horn obligato. You were snoring, sir, to
hnaf tho Pullman hand. DO we hear any