The Brunswick news. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 1901-1903, 1902-09-14
HER EMPHATIC OPINION.
Expressed In Various Terms, but Net In
Way to Have Effect.


forward in the open car, but the rat
chet-faced woman with the baggy UNI
hrella and the faded reticule didn't
want to see them. The conductor, with
his hand ON the bell strap, motioned
ner 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 a short,
squat man with bristly reddish NOUS
tache and a fixed stare right ahead.
This individual was pulling Industrious
ly on a ravelled, pale olive-hued cigar.
that gave forth eccentric clouds OF
! brownish Smoke that looked as il 1t
might be issuing from burning out
1ae.
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 TAX
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 relieving the situation any.
"Ughi"
The man with the eccentric fumer
pulled harder tan ever, and continued
to regard the back of the motorman's
neck, as if fascinated by that spec
tacle
Some folks manners, if l must say
it! snapped the woman with the bag
gy la, wriggling in her seat and
continuing to direct vitriolic glares at
the reddishmustached man.
The latter removed the cigar from
his mouth. gazed at it in contem-
platiye. 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 ill the
air with deep, brown smoke.
No more respect for ladies than so
many rabbits, some of EN-, do de-
clare!" exclaimed the hatchet-faced
woman, fetching the ferule of her bull
gy umbrel.a 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 w4ch 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 grin
ningly.
But the man with the hempen arti-
Gle only redampened some more of the
loose ends Of his smoke and then went
on pulling on it with even more en-
ioyment than before.
AN y might jes' as well talk t
some swine as | could tell of as t. so
many coDblestonesl" continued the
hatchet-faced woman, raising her reti-
cute 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 a look Of the most
overwhelming scorn as she made re-
ply:
''They amt no SIGH thing as resery-
in no seats on no cars nowhere for
hogs, an you know it, young man, as
well as | do
The conductor shrugged his shout.
ders and passed on forward.
But the man with the blazing bit OF
caulinower 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 a
singularly plastic countenance climbed
into the vacant seat on the other side
of the man with the travelled smoke.
The two recognized each other instant
w. and instantly they began a quick
exchange of conversation-with their
hands, deftly and swiftly going through
the cver-intcresting and ever-mystify-
ing language of the mutes
Inc expression that swept over the
sharp features of the woman with the
haggy umbrella could never be de-
scribed.
well | swan!-he never heeards a
word said!" she calculated, and then
she signallcd the conductor to stop the
car at the next crossing and there de-
parked, while the men in the rear seat
chuclled aloud and the two mutes
went on, all unconsciously with their
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