The Savannah morning news., 1903-05-03

est of the crowd wore and bought
and did-and she followed in their
footsteps. Bat she went them just
shade better. just enough to be
noticeable. Still. she was Mrs. John
+. Brown. and there were limitations.
Her strong point was her turnout
1t was the most expensive one in the
place. She had the finest pair of
horses rugged up in the finest set of
harness and drawing behind them the
finest carriage. This turnout was all
ways in commission. If she desired
to go around the corner, she stepped
into the carriage. If it was necessary
for ner to go downtown to the depart
ment stores, to her butchers, grocer's,
anywhere, she took her carriage. For
months she did not enter a trolley car
that, to her, was the essence of all
that was common.
But Mrs. John P. Brown reckoned
without her host. Horses and foot
men and coachmen, no matter how
much they cost, are mere flesh and
blood. And though her horses didn't
kick her coachman and her footman
did. She was forced to do what every
body does-use her horses and her
carriage just to the extent permitted
by her servants, and no more. And
so she was driven to the trolley cars
and found that a fair proportion of
the trolley's patrons belonged to the
elite.
On the first day that she descended
from her lofty perch and began once
more to patronize the vulgar street
cars, she stepped majestically to the
corner of the street and hailed the first
one that came along. She was not the
only one who hailed the car. One of
the society bellies of the place did the
same thing atnt1e same corner. Mrs.
j. Pendleton Brown knew this young
lady, and started in to exhibit evidence
of that fact. But the young lady fixed
her glance upon an invisible point some
few feet higher than Mrs. John Pa
hat. and completely and Enthusiastically
ignored her.
The car approached and stopped. And
what was Mrs. ]. Pendletons astonish-
ment to note that this same young
lady who had refused to speak to her
that this young lady grasped the con-
ductor of the car by the hand, and
whispered in his ear. And what she
whispered sounded like:
"Howdy Oughty-two!" Mrs. Brown
was startled out of her seven senses.
The consolidated had many good
looking conductors on it's line. But
none was so handsome as Number 1902,
upon the Main street line. He was tall,
and boyish looking, and he looked at
everybody and everybody looked at
him. The girls did, anyway, and so
did Mrs. ]. Pendleton Brown-but her
chances were fraught with indignation.
The gin who had first made overtures
to this conductor, was not the only one.
On subsequent trips Mrs. Brown close
iy watched events, and found that
scores of well-dressed fashionable girls
boarded this car-waited for it, proba-
bly-and hirted desperately with Num-
Der 1902. And he returned the compli-
ment. He paid no attention whatever
to the more ordinary class of people.
He aimed high. And whenever a girl
belonging to the class that Mrs. b
had striven hard to enter-whenever
such girl took her place inside the
car, the young conductor without a
blush upon his face, and with a swag-
ger that was peculiar to his nature.
heightened out the process Of giving
and receiving change. with badinage
and slang.
1Ae conductor must have been a new