The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-07-17

fully noted his costly overcoat, his pol ished shoes, his gray gloves, his rich scarf with it's hau1,Jme pin and his highly becoming derby, Eat.
 The man turned and caught the boys curious gaze and arlilad ar it's eager ness.
 The boy nodded.
 "Yes," he said, from the country"
 The man laugnol.
 I'm from the couns:y myself" he said.
 The boy again looked him ever.
 "It must have been long time lgo.
 Ut was a very long time ago." said the man, and he softly laughed.
 Then somebody in the aisle stopped over and engaged the man in conver- sation and the boy had another chance to take his inventory. He, too was from the country, and the boy failcied that he would like to grow into some thinA after the same pattern. He marked the mans easy manner, his quick fashion of speech, the play of his features and his heart warmed toward him. He seemed to be known to scve- ral of the men who were standing up in the aisle, and had exchanged greet ings with them, and he quickly re- turned the occasional witty thrusts that were launched at him. Presently he looked back at the boy.
 Have you come up to seek your for tune, MT. Whittington?" he asked in a mock serious way, way that the boy liked.
 "Yes, sir" the boy answered. But didn't bring the Wilmington cat along"
 The man laughed.
 And are you prepared to Turn again, Wilmington, in case you feel temporarily discouraged?"
 q don't expect to feel that way, sir. It's like this. A boy from our town Is up here working his way through col- lege. He has invited me many times to come up and stop with him and take a look at the town. I'm going to room with him for while, at least, and in the mean time look around and see what's doing. That's all, sir"
 The attention of the man was drawn away from the boy by an acquaintance who leaned above him and poured forth a rapid string of comment.
 The conductor slowly worked his way down the aisle, collecting the fares while the two were talking together When he reached the man he slipped his fare into side pocket, but he quite ignored the boy. The latter had hi. nickel between his fingers and had en- deavored to attract the conductors at. tention, but that obtuse official failed to notice it. He collected fares iron the other passengers all about him, bu he overlooked the lads outstretchet coin.
 When the conductor had passed On the man beside the lad looked at hin with quick smile.
 Well" he said, what are you going to do about it?"
 "I don't know" the boy replied. '' don't know what the etiquette of stree car life is. I never rode in one before.
 Never rode in street car before? 9
 Never"
 The man raised his expressive eye brows.
 My dear boy,'' he said, you are rara avis"
 : T know little Latin, sir,' said tn boy "and know that you have callel me rare bird" "Yes.'
 The boy suddenly smilcl.
 If you'll excuse a little nonsense sir, it strikes me that a strees car rar avis could scarcely be consL lercl a rai bird.''
 The man stared at him. Why, that's very good,' he said "I'll remember it. Rail bird-ver good, indeed. You deserve to kee your nickel" The boy shook his head. "No," he said. Il don't want an 1 nickels that come that way. I want t !, be honest with the company ant :, :, what's more, want to be honest wit : myself. need money, but I don't nee z it bad enough to get it by holding bac what I honestly owe. That's righ
 ain't it?'
 Y The man smiled. f II wish the travelling public all hel f the same opinion" he said, 'but IT IT afraid some people would consider you e ideas on the subject a little old fash ,. ioned." - ,sThat's because I'm from the coun