The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1910-10-12

his IS Sleeping Cal oIoiy, am
was told for the truth, nothing bu
the truth, so help me, Bob, by
citizen of MacSR, who recently re
turned from New York, says the Ma
con Telegraph:
The Maconite had stopped over in
Washington, and caught the south
bound train at 10:45 at night, haV'
ing secured a lower berth in advance
The porter taking care of the lug
gage the Macon man hied to the
smoking room to enjoy his cigar
cite before going to bed.
What struck him as being remark
able was the smoking room was
empty. AS a general thing a fellow
finds a lot of good company in there
brother Elks or brother Shriners
and perhaps some fellow-townsmen
and the evening passes off delight
fully. There are lot of people who
treasure up good stories. some for
commercial and some for social pur-
poses. and there are no better places
to reel them off than on trains, and
while making ashes of good cigars.
But on this particular occasion the
Macon man was the only occupant
of the room. He smoked on in ST
lence, thinking that some one would
come in after a bit He asked the
porter later on if he was the only
passenger, and the porter said every
berth was full, and then passed out.
Looking at his watch and noting
that it was near midnight the Ma
conite threw away the stub Of his
twenty-third cigarette, swallowed
glass of ice water and sought his
berth.
Somewhere about $50 in the
morning, while lying there wonder
ing who was on board that he knew
he heard a female voice, and from
the direction in which the sound
came he knew it belonged to an up
per berth.
Porter! Porter! Bring the
ladder h-e-r-e!"
THE porter isn't in this car, said
a lady in the upper opposite, for l
have been ringing the bell for him
until l have worn off the end of my
fingers pushing the bell in the wall.
Thank you" said the lady in up
per ten, who had made the inquiry,
Il suppose l will have to climb
down"
Come on down" came in a shrill
voice from the other end of the car,
there isn't a man in the car except
the porter, and he must be asleep"
Say, girls" and from an upper
three was thrust pair of stocking
ed feet that told plainly of being
stoutly built to carry big load, if
I was a man I'd have a law passed
making it criminal for railroad to
have upper berths in a sleeping car
/ can't get down from this berth un-
til the porter wakes up, unless I fail
out, and I'll tell anybody that am
not going to do that"
Say, are you sure there is no
man in this carr" asked the lady in
upper ten.
Sure. Don't you know if there
were men in this car that porter
would be around hustling for tips?
He knows a woman is opposed to
tips. and he doesn't care. This
from the fat lady in upper three.
Then | want to cuss," said the
lady in upper ten.
Why don't you go and cuss?"
said the fat lady. IF l knew any
good hard cuss words I'd cuss, but
all I know is doggone it, and that
is too mild a word to fit the occa-
sion"
/ wish I'd known there were none
but ladies in this car last night when
| was preparing to go to bed" came
from upper four. Il never had such
a time disrobing in all my born days.
My head is sore yet from humping
up against the top. And l had to
keep my shoes and all my clothes UP
here. l felt like l was suffocating
all night. No more uppers for me. -
Then came a gatling gun CONVEX
sation. The ladies being satisfied
that they alone occupied the car, and
going on the proposition that misery
loves company, they talked without
let up or hindrance They told of
the trials and tribulations of disrob-
ing for the night, criticised the sleep.