Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1901-01-05

the two or three men in the caboose with
a series Of thrilling accounts of personal
adventure, garnshed with choice profanity
1t appeared that he was liberal to the verge
of recklessness, and the picayunish tenden-
cieS of the eastern man disguised him.
Also that he was an exceedingly bad man
to stir up and had been mixed up in so
many gun fights" that he was commonly
termed the coroner's friend" in his section
of the country.
You don't want to wait until the other
Teller throws down on you afore you make
your play" he explained. plug him the
first sassy talk he gives you. That's the
rule I've alters followed, an the result is
that I'm here to tell it. I'm not a quarrel
some man, an l don't mean to say that
either of you men mightnt get into more
scraps # you lived out there than I've done,
but you wouldn't have survived many Of
them unless you followed that rule. That's
all the difference"
He went on in this strain until York was
passed. ana then he stretched himself and
pulled his valise from under the seat and
put on his coat, looking furtively up at the
conductor who was perched in the cupoa.
He then went outside and came in a min
ute or two later. and. addressing the con-
ductOr as ''pard,' wanted to know whether
that wasn't Waco they had just passed.
The conductor replied. Cert"
Upon this the man from the west broke
out into impTecations upon the railroad, it's
president vice president, general manager,
passenger agent. rolling stock and road bed.
He said that he wanted to get off al Waco
and that the man at Hastings who sold
him his ticket said that the train stopped
there thus obtaining money under false
pretenses. for which he. the western man,
would sue the road through the supreme
court TIE conductor was at first impas-
sive; then. as the western man got louder,
he showed signs of irritation. and at last
began to look through his tickets.
You Didn't have ticket to Waco" he
said. suddenly.
The other looked confused for an instant
and then recovering, said that it didn't
make a birthstone and boiling pitch bit of
difference if he hadn't. He wanted to get
off at Waco. That was where his home
was and it was the conductors business
to stop the train and let him off, and If
the conductor knew what was conducive to
mis- temporal welfare he would do II right
away. The other two passengers looked
scared. Evidently they expected the west
erner would open fire and they had no de-
sire to be included in the carnage. The
conductor climbed slowly down from his
seat in the cupola. He was a rotund little
man and not very active. He confronted
the foaming terror.
sit down there" he said, sharply. IF
have to put you off l won't stop the train
to do it. so you had better make yourself
easy until we get to Utica"
The westerner scowled savagely, but he
sat down. The conductor shook his fat
forefinger at him. your ticket was to
ork, he said. You thought you would
oFersleep yourself or something and get
past to where you wanted to go and save
90 cents; that's what you thought, and
don't want you to tell me any different.
Now you can walk back to Waco or stay
overnight at the hotel and blow that 30
cents for your bed and breakfast But Won
won't do that; your nose is too sharp.
You'll walk home, and l should say that
your family will be tickled to death to see
you-if / was given to lying"
Inc DaQ man made reiOindpr IN thiS
Insult, and when the fat little conductor
climbed back into the cupola he pulled his
nat over his eyes and swore under his
breath. He got off at Utica and the con-
ductor. from the rear of the car saw him
pioddlng his weary way westward along
the track