Palisadian. [volume] (Cliffside Park, N.J.) 1906-current, 1919-06-07
They took car for the Ferguson

Ills ldSC "Trip up CnlS way, EleaHOr
said to herself, firmly, as she accepted
seat from a gallant old gentleman
who was about ready to get off, and
Albert located a strap that was not in
use.
Most of the passengers had hun
cry look. 1t was nearly six o'clock and
they were bound home for the evening
meal. They were impatient, too, for
the car was late, the line having been
| blocked by fallen trolley wire, and
their spirits were low and their good
nature all but gone.
Gleason, towering above the rest,
swung back and forth as the car
groaned around curves and he could
not entirely control his feet, which he
automatically shifted from time to
time to maintain his equilibrium.
| On one of these occasions he trod
| who occupied quarters of seat,
and carried bulky package of meat
On an arm and gazed savagely at the
dim lights that were springing into
existence along the streets.
Keep your feet to yourself!" she
snapped at Gleason, and the latter
DOTTED his hat and apologized. The
| operation of being polite upset Albert
and he swung across the aisle and sat
unceremoniously in the lap of a weaz-
ened little man who carried an UNI
| brella and had been glaring in appar-
ent deep-seated hatred at the world in
general.
sect off, you big brute" the object
Of the unprOvoked, unattended assault
calculated. what you trying to do,
commit murderY'
Albert smiled and apologized pro-
fusely, but kept secure grasp on the
strap to avoid mourning the enmity Of
scrawny, middle-aged lady who wore
| big glasses and kept Tuning about the
impossible service" and who sat d.
rectly In the path Of Gleasons surging
maneuvers.
The temper of the passengers was
not improved by sudden jolting. At
one end and one side the car rose in
the air, hung suspended for an instant,
then fell with grinding jar. The inn
patient crowd gave vent to its feelings
in uncOmplimentary remarks, and sew
eral displayed enough curiosity to get
off and investigate, although none of
| those ensconced in seats riSked losing
| their places.
Soon the trouble, whatever 1t was.
was remedied, and the car prepared to
resume its weary journey.
"Ten minutes late already, and n
gang of hungry boarders bowling for
food" rasped the sour-visaged damsel,
scowling at the foot which Gleason had
trod upon.
| "Such rotten service!" growled the
weakened man, rubbing the knees that
had been bruised by the "brute's" at
tack.
"Pity they can't get person home
in time to prevent starvation" OBJ
served the scrawny lady, glazing out a
challenge for anytone to contradict.
which no one did.
'Ding! dingw said the conductors
signal. "Clang! clang!' went the mo-
| IOlIHdu Dcii, anu lHe Gar lutCIcu
away But one of the passengers was
missing, and Eleanor could not help
noting the fact, for 1t was Albert.
Her home was only three blocks
away and dinner was waiting when
she arrived She was vexed at Albert
although she admitted his desertioE
might be for the best because it
spared her an unpleasant duty.
To her surprise, Albert came putting
into the house when the meal had been
under way for perhaps ten minutes.
Pardon" he grinned, good-natured-
q dog and smashed him up pretty bad
ly. The little girl who owned the ami
NAL was heartbroken, so l went into
her home with her and tried to make
the pet comfortable. I've had a little
experience in veterinary work, and do
you know I actually believe that dog
will get well. They say you can't kill
a cat, but I'd take my hat off to a dog
That animal lost more than nine lives
right there and he still lives"
After dinner Albert and Eleanor
went into the living room, while her
parents obligingly retired to another
! part of the house. The first thing AL
| bert discerned on entering the room
was the pink sporting page glaring uD
at him from the table. He greeted it
with an exclamation of surprise
"Why, hello, here's old times" he
beamed and clutched the paper gazing
at it with an expression of pleasure in
his eyes. "The good old times"
She saw that he evidently was sim
cere, although she could not under
stand. 1t was not the first perplexing
problem of the evening. The dog cpl
s0de was so unlike savage brute.
"What do you mean-the good old
times?" she asked. do you mean that
you are not a fighter now?"
He laughed 1t was almost a roar