The Detroit times., 1910-07-22
AND THE PAY-ENTER WAS
THE CAUSE OF 1T ALI

IL was approaching the supper hour.
Jones was tired. hungry and sticky,
lor II mad been broiling hot day, but
his race lighted up I'm a smile as he
glanced at the clock and saw that the
hands indicated 5l25.
Good quoth Jones. Just I'm time
70 catch car before the rush begins.
Ill set nice seat next TO window
ana by the time l reach my street I'll
be all cooled on"
AS Jones neared Woodward he
heard the clang OF a bell and sprinted
out TO head II OF, but the motorman,
as usual, was looking straight ahead
ana progressed not TO see him at all,
SO the car slid by without stopping.
mere was nots OF room In II, too.
announcer car came along presently,
put all the seats were filled and Jones
passed II up. IL still lacked three
minutes OF $3.50, when the rush was
Que TO begin, and Jones figured that
ne was sure to get seat IL he waited
thiid and a fourth car passed, both
comfortably filed. Crowds were be-
ginning to gather at the corners and
along the avenue. SO Jones accepted
the inevitable and resolved TO be con-
tent with a strap. So he piled into
the fifth car.
by dint Of much pushing and SHOW
ing and many pardon me-" Jones
managed 10 reach the front end of the
car and found strap that was not
working. The windows In that end
were all tightly closed and the motor
man zealously guarded the door, flop
ping IL back into place as soon as a
passenger had made his exit, lest, per-
chance, some INSCRIPTIONS individual,
bent on defrauding the company,
should sneak in unobserved.
About half way up the line Jones
managed to find space TO sit down on
one OF the iSngthwise seats at the
mont end. First OF. he started In TO
get little air. only to discover that
the windows on this particular pay
enter were not made to open. He
filssed away at the ledge for several
minutes. but only succeeded In pinch
ing his fingers In the crevices at either
end. He dug down for his knife and
seratghtaway broke the blade in at.
tempting 10 pry back the ledge. BY
mis- time his face was purple with
suppressed anger and his collar
looked like withered bouquet
Then he thought of new scheme.
The next time passenger opened the
door 10 alisht Jones planted his foot
squarely against the casing and direct
ly in the path OF the door. The motor
man pulled the lever with his usual
promptness, but Jones' foot was still
planted and the door would not close.
The motorman scowled.
Git your foot out o. there" he
commanded when he got wise to Jones'
little scheme.
81 will like hi" sputtered Jones,
reused TO fighting pitch.
The door shot back with a bang
and the motorman, with all his force
on the lever, shot it forward again.
IL struck Jones foot with sledge-ham-
mer force and pinched his pet corn
against the door frame. He let out a
yell that startled the car and Jumped
up. swearing mad.
Let me at him! Let me at HIM"
he cried IS he vainly tugged away at
the door, Which the motorman held
securely IN place by means OF tho
lever. The car proceeded only when
Jones had resumed his seat, amid the
filters Of his fellow passengers. When
the car stopped In response to his sig
nal the front end was nearly in the
mlddue of the block and he was in a
great fury as he stepped down, still
sputtering and shaking his fist at the
motorman. TO add TO his discontinue
he found, when he reached home. that
Mrs. Jones had just returned from an
outing in neighbor's auto and hadn't
started supper yet, and the storm.
broke again. Altogether, IL was a per-
fectly lovely homecoming and the pay
enter was the cause OF IL ALL