The sun., 1918-07-03
CUPID ROBS B. R. T.
OF CONDUCTORETTE
Motorman Hears Sweet "Fare
Plcase''-Asks Her to "Stcp
Lively" to Altar.
AND SHE DOES, OH YES
Railway Bachelors Wonder
Who Will Take Next Car on
Matrimonial Route.

These street car conductors and motor
men knew what they were about when
they put up a kick against the influx or
fair tand otherwiseD conductorettes into
the transit business. Dull minds sup
posed that they were merely grouchy In
dividuals who resented the advance of
women, or that their reasons were sell
fshly economic. arising from the fear
that women would work for less and
grab all their Jobs. Not so. Their keen
masculine minds. realizing. though many
Of them have never read kipling, that
the female OF the species is more deadly
than the male, and doubtless knowing
without being aware OF II that no less "A
student OF human nature than Thack-
cray stated that any woman unless she
has an absolute hump. can capture and
wed any man she sets her fancy on,
scented danger 10 the many among
them who were twisting the brakes and
ringing UP fares in single biessedness
until the New York Railways Company
and the Il. r. T. decided that patriotism
compelled them to put the uniform OF
their service on women.
Their fear is justified Wedding bells
celebrating the union yesterday OF Mo-
tornan John Thomas Brown ~ 1875
Dean street. Brooklyn. and Conductorette
Olive Cilendora Davis OF 70 South Elliott
Place, also Brooklyn. proclaimed how
fatal is the close association amid the
romantic surroundings of the inside Of a
Brooklyn street car of an unattached
male with a pretty conductorette.
Cupid Right on Job.
Miss Olive is pretty. That much II
was agreed at conference OF bachelor
motormen and conductors hastily called
to keep Cupid off the street cars-that
much is to be said in defence OF John
Thomas. She has blue eyes and many
persons have observed how becoming
the intrinsically ugly conductor cap is
to a girl. especially If she has lots of
hair. One wouldn't dream. viewing one
OF those caps above the weather worn
visage Of an old street car man needing
a shave, how really piquant 1t can be
with nice young feminine eyes peeping
out from under Il.
So 1t was with Olive. Have we mem
toned that Olive was wished on John
Thomas the day she reported for the jon"
She was John The mas, growing at
, the cussedness of a war and a company
| that made him drive a car with a
| woman ringing up the fares. drove for
| two days without looking round lest
he should see some young tough step
| ping on the conductorettes toes and he
| forced to interfere. Then all of sud
| den he noticed how sweet was the voice
that piped behind him, Fares. please
Step lively. please :" Surprised, he looked
| around and received n blast straight
| from Olives blue eyes. John Thomas
| found himself thinking how cruel was
the fate that sent a fair young girl on,
into the cold world to stand on the back
step OF street car all day and be
pushed and hustled by the rffraff o!
| Brooklyn.
John Thomas In Love.
With calm unconcern Olive continued
| to perform her duties. pretending to b,
deaf and blind to John Thomas's pas
sion. She ignored the wrath that con
vused his features when he looked
around and saw a handsome male pas
senger helping her to pick UP the bunci
| OF transfers she had dropped.
1t was over the dinner pail. at noon
| that the affair all at once bloomed into
romance. They We're taking refreshmen
| after an arduouS morning spent in con
!veying pleasure seekers along Ocean ave
nue and John Thomas. gulping dowr
! his coffee, gloomily remarked that h.
! guessed he'd enlist-thc army made bet
ter coffee, and what was the use of re
manning a motorman when all the win
min" was crazy about soldiers \ hand
some young rookie had been unneces
sarily long, in John Thomas's opinion
paying Olive his fare that morning.
Olive listened sympathetiCally to tn,
melancholy gurGle OF the liquid dowr
John Thomas's throat, and then, takir:
a large bite a sandwich. observed softly
that she could make better coffee than
the army could. Olive had capitulatsd.
| The marriage was solmeni2ed b,
Deputy chief Clerk Schly at Boroug!
Hall. Brooklyn.