The daily morning journal and courier., 1903-04-24
HOTEL GARDE Opposite Union Depot,
 NEW HAVEN. CT. Connecticut's Largest Hotel.
 American Plan.
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responded. "Ten thousand dollars!" Look at the bushels of nickels they take in. They get rich all right"
 Jones senior bowed assent. T revise my former statement, he remarked. You are right. I had forgotten the nickels. Well, what else?"
 That's all,' returned the boy: "But I'm going to be 8 conductor first chance I get. They're goin' Eo put me on any time I want, just as soon as I learn the business, and I'm learning it as fast as can."
 Next to having job on a trolley car as a conductor, young Jones enjoyed sprinkling with the hose. There were various reasons. You not only get your self all wet, but you can make every body else within reach wet as we'll. Be- sides, a properly trained hose will do almost anything with a good man be- hind 1t, and W. Hamilton Jones, jr., was a good man. It was an old law in the Jones family that Jones, jr., should not handle the hose. While the family were at home there was an at- tempt made to observe this rule. But " h"S NLCl LulliitS WdS Oub Lhuk Jones, jr., and the hose were most often seen in conjunction. The pedes- trians on the street had to step lively or take the consequences.
 It was on Saturday afternoon that Jones junior made his memorable record with the hose, It was the work of but few moments after Jones jun for saw his mother disappear down the street to attach the hose and get it in full working order.
 What happened happened with a rush. The occurrence was caused by the lack of pedestrians. If there had been one or more of these Jones jun for would have trained the hose upon them. But there was none and his eye wandered around for a convenient mark.
 To his mind the trolley wire was a hot, sizzling piece of mechanism. He thought he would cool it off. He took a firm grip upon the brass nozzle of the hose and then directed thin stream of water against the same trolley wire.
 What happened happened then. One second latter W. Hamilton Jones, jr., having described sort of parabolic curve over the front fence, lay on his back on top of some of his mothers S prize geraniums in big, round flower bed. The trolley wire had hit him back-that's all.
 The whole family got home somehow. t. The doctor came up. They laid Jones junior on his little bed and waited. The Irrfos. ;,, fna rpylr nI EYoal " the magnificent constitution of the youngster brought him around.
 Hell be all right, ma'am," explained the doctor, as his small patient began to show signs of life. You see, the water and the brass nozzle and your boy made complete circuit between the trolley wire and the ground-that's how it came about"
 w. Hamilton Jones, jr., opened his eyes and looked around. Well, don't care," he remarked feebly. I'm agoing to be conductor, anyway"
 The doctor gently bent over him. My boy" he exclaimed, you have attained the height of your ambition! You have been a conductor, and a very effective one"
 How did you like it?' inquired his father.
 Jones junior screwed up his face. He had some recollection of the occur renee, which he probably will never be able to adequately describe in words.
 T didn't like it." he returned ener- getically. T ain't goin' to be a con- ductor any more. I'm going to be a-a locomotive engineer. Yes, sir. that's what I'm going to be-a locomotive en- gineer. ."-Chicago News.