The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1904-08-07

eAlat blows in from the North with
= crimDed' back mustache and a
saiaSduHSht in his shirt-front and Il
5Ceht on his handkerchief and his
az lealh' 1t won't do. Love comes to
Oh soon enough. And from the mere
t t5illsh pleasure of the experience, II
'liere be what may be termed pleas
qre III the ridiculous rhapsodies and
ied1t.i.aches OF a first courtship, tar1y
aWLille IN the woods, my tender reader,
anu a, you will ''get it in the neck" all
me harder for the wait--and there
VII DC somewhere except the dispen-
SaFy 10 go for comfort.
once start to complain and the
&c 10 VI groWs SO here goes for the END
Pc. 2eaI HOG and the Lady who Sits on
lhe Rear Seat of the Street car.
Every one, old and young, white
anu plack, man, woman or child
Knows Mr.. End Seat Hog. You find
MN generally set firmly on the: right
Ialld size of the summer cars going
up Fayetteville street, holding on with
a giants hand to the upright at the
seat END, thus blocking the way even
TO the other side of the cross-wise
seat he occupies. All the other seats
III the car are fully occupied before
you attempt to get on. and only his
is vacant. If you walk around the
car ana get in from the other side
Mr.. Una seat regards you contemptu-
ously only. If you summon the cour-
age to try to get in at his side, how
ever, he glares with righteous indig
natlOn ana only at the approach of
the conductor does he remove the bar
of his arm which blocks the entrance.
Still glaring Mr.. End Seat then sits
solidly III his seat like a statue. His
long legs are hidden somewhere under
chance does he consider you of suff1-
cient importance to move them. Mr..
End Seat is almost always big and
bulky. He generally weighs in the
neighborhoOd of 210 pounds. has
red face, smells of onions. fish, corn
Ticker and tobacco, and, being too
big to pitch off, the thing to do is to
climb over and step on his corns, if
pCssible-this last being generally i'm
possible as his feet are hidden far
ahead as at first stated. And after
you have gotten safely past you al
ways discover at the transfer that Mr..
End Seat gets off the car on the side
on which he has forced you to sit
this for the pleasure of crushing you
as he passes, which he does with a
vast imDerturbability
Mr. Hog is bad enough when his
victim is a man: when it is a woman
ously irritating. The hot DAYS are not
good for temper and. unless some
thing is done soon. there may be Il
hOg-killing in August on the car line.
Seriously, this species is dealt with
in other cities by the rules of the car
co npanies and by ordinance and there
is no reason why he should not be so
dealt with here. The tribe, which is
growing so fast that it is coming to
include people with Il reputation for
responsibility. is an unmitigated nuiS-
ance which ought to he suppressed.
The Lady on the Rear Seat cannot
be suppressed by law, but she can be
rendered immune if the smoking fra
ternity will get together and deter
mine to ignore her utterly. Her game
works something like this: You have
just finished your breakfast, lit your
cigar and taken a seat on the third
seat of the car from the rear-that
being one of those allowed to smokers.
Along comes Mrs. or Miss Rear Seat,
and, notwithstanding the fact that
there are four or five empty seats in
front OF you sits down on the last
seat of the car. WhereuDon you are
expected to throw away the cigar
YOU have just lit. If. perchance, you
should not. Mrs. Rear Seat speaks