Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1902-09-15
HER EMPHATIC OPINION.
Expressed in Various Terms, but Not in
Way to Have Effect.

chet-faced woman with the baggy UNI
brella and the faded reticule didn't
want to see them. The conductor with
his hand on the bell strap, motioned
| her win the other hand to one of the
forward seats, but she didn't want to
see the conductor, either. So she de-
| posted herself and her baggy umbrel-
la and her faded reticule in the next
| to-the-last seat, alongside short,
squat man with bristly reddish NOUS
| tache and a fixed stare right ahead.
This individual was pulling Industrious
| ly on ravelled, pale olive-hued cigar,
that gave forth eccentric clouds of
brownish Smoke that looked as if it
might be issuing from a burning out
aue.
No sooner had she taken her seat
than the hatchet-faced woman began to
glare at the man with the freak smoke.
The man, however, kept right at his
work of putting, never seemingly taxi
ing his eyes from the back of the mot
orman neck, straight ahead
UGH" calculated the hatchet-faced
woman when she found that her glares
weren't relieving the situation any.
"Ugh!"
The man with the eccentric fumer
pulled harder than ever, and continued
to regard the back of the motorman's
neck, as if fascinated by that spec
tacle.
Some folks manners, if must say
it," snapped the woman with the bag
gy umbrella, wriggling in her seat and
continuing to direct vitriolic glares at
the reddish h-mustached man.
The latter removed the cigar from
his mouth, gazed at it in a contem-
plative, affectionate sort OF way, damp
ened some of the many loose ends Of
the thing with forefinger, replaced it
in his mouth and continued to fill the
air with deep, brown smoke.
mo more respect for ladies than so
many rabbits, some of 'em, l do de-
clare!" exclaimed the hatchet-faced
woman, fetching the ferule of her bull
gy umbrena down on the car floor with
a bang.
The squatty man with the piece Of
burning, raveled rope, crossed his legs
and continued to smoke with great OBJ
Vicus enjoyment, although he was still
interested in the general contour of the
motorman's neck.
BLOWN their filthy see-gar smoke
right in the faces O. ladies old enough
to be their mothersl' went on the wo-
man w.,h the faded retlcule, while the
other men in the rear seats, none of
whom happened to be smoking, snick-
cred and glanced at each other grim
ningly.
But the man with the hempen arti-
Gle only redamponed some more of the
loose ends of his smoke and then went
on pulling on it with even more en-
joyment than before.
AN y might jes' is well talk t.
some swine as l could tell of as t. so
many coDblestones!" continued the
hatchet-faced woman, raising her reti-
cule from her lap and putting it back
with a jolt.
The conductor happened to be pass
ing on the sideboard just then, and he
smiled as he said in a courteous tone
to the hatchet-faced woman:
Lady, these seats arc reserved for
smokers-move up in front at the next
stop and you won't be bothered.
The woman with the bulgy umbrella
shot the conductor look of the most
overwhelming scorn as she made re-
ply:
'They ain't nc sich thing as reserv-
in no seats on no cars nowhere for
hogs, an you know it, young man, as
well rs l do"
The conductor shrugged his shoul-
ders and passed on forward.
But the man with the blazing bit of
caulifower had never turned his head
either to the right or left during this
colloquy, nor had he given the slightest
indication, by any expression of his
face, that he was even aware of what
was going on.
9TH very idee O. ladies bein' asst t
change their seats in cars FIR tn sake
O lettin' common, everyday cattle
make noosances O. themselves" sniff
fed the hatchet-faced woman.
Just at that moment man with 4
singularly plastic countenance climbed
into the vacant seat on the other side
of the man with the ravelled smoke.
The two recognized each other instant
ly, and instantly they began a quick
exchange of conversation-with their
hands, deftly and swiftly going through
the ever-interesting and ever-mystify-
ing language of the mutes.
1ne expression that swept over the
sharp features of the woman with the
haggy umbrella could never be de-
scribed.
well, l swan!-he never heeards a
word l said!" she CALCULATED and then
she signallcd the conductor to stop the
car at the next crossing and there de-
parlled, while the men in the rear seat
chuckled aloud and the two mutes
went on, all unconsciously with their