The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1919-04-01

meal. They were impatient. :. 1or
the car was late, the line aving 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
on the feet of sour visaged damsei'
who occupied three-quarters of seat.
and carried a bulky peckage OF meat
on an arm and sazed 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 apoligized. The
operation of being polite upset Albert
and he swung across the aisle ana sat
/ unceremoniously in the lap of weaz-
ened little man who carried an UNI
brella and had been glaring in appar-
ent deep-seated hatred at the world in
| general
.'Get off. you big brute" the object
of the unprovoked unattended assault
/ calculated. What you trying to do,
i commit MURDER?
Albert smiled and apologized pro-
| fusely, but kept a secure grasp on the
strap to avoid mourning the enmity of
big glasses and kept Tuning about the
| Impossible service and who sat di-
rectly in the path of Gleason's surgins
maneuvers.
The temper of the passengers was
not improved by a sudden jolting. At
one end and one side the car rose in
the air, hung suspended for an instant.
then fell with a 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 it was,
was remedied, and the car prepared to
resume its weary journey.
Ten minutes late already, and
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 a person home
in time TO prevent starvation" OBJ
served the scrawny lady. glaring out
a challenge for any one to contradict,
which no one did.
signal. ''Clong! clong!" went the
motorman's bell, and the car lurched
away. But one of the passengers were
missing. and Eleanor could not help
noting the fact for it 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 desertion
might be fer the best because it spared
her an unpleasant duty.
To her surprise, Albert came putting
into the house when the meal had been
mr. for
Pardon" he grinned, good-natured-
ly, but the car we were on ran over
a dog and smashed him up pretty
badly. The little girl who owned the
animal was heartbroken, SO I 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
q cat. but I'll take my hat off to a
dog. That animal lost more than nine
: lives right there and he still lives
II After dinner Albert and Eleanor
went into the living room, while her
| parents obligingly retired to another
: part of the house. The first thing
Albert discerned on entering the room
, was the pink sporting page glazing DIP
at him from the table He greeted il
with an exclamation of surprise.
why. hello. here's old times" he
: beamed and clutched the paper. gaz-
ing at 1t with an expression of pleas
ure in his eyes. 1.-The good old times
{ She saw that he evidently was sin
cere. altho she could not understand
1t was not the first perp1exing problem
OF the evening. The dog episode was
: SO unlike a savage brute.
What do you mean-the good old
I times?" she asked. do you mean that
t you are not a fighter now?"
He laughed. 1t was almost a roar
Il should say not. I Quit four years
ago. I was a successful pugilist, if ]
do say it myself: but / decided that
! it was hardly the thing. So I got that
job as ribbon clerk at Hottstander's
, department store. It's not such big
! job. but it's-what you call it--ethical
Yep. this papers four years old OF
course. you never noticed the date A
woman never does"
Copyright 1919. nv the Mcclure News.
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