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Show LIFE IN THE METROPOLIS. Occurrence on Elevated Railroad Which Points a Moral. Somewhere between hero and Bath Beach, the dumping ground of Brooklyn's Brook-lyn's Rapid Transit system, about 140 passengers wero put out to wait for tho "next car." Thero was a lot of savago talk. Tho hour was growing Into. Finally a MAN who did nono of tho talking went to tho company's telephone, called up tho superintendent, superinten-dent, and said: "Send two cars hero Immediately; people aro becoming restless; act In haste, pIso thero'll bo a riot." In a few mlndtc3 tho two cars arrived. Tho company Is still guessing who did the telephoning. If his Identity can ho proved It Is highly probable that ho will bo Invited to assume as-sume tho direction of tho road. After tho cars wcro filled with grumblers and had started forward, somo ot, tho mouthy onos began to express ex-press sentiments. "First thing you know somo 'mut' will havo his faco pushed In," said ono galoot, referring to tho MAN who had ordered tho cars and who stcod within a few feet of him. It looked as If tho crowd was Inclined In-clined to resent tho MAN'S Interference Interfer-ence In Its behalf. Evidently ho thought so, for ho broko out In a passion pas-sion of sweeping Invective. "No wonder," won-der," ho cried, "tho service Is bo poor, considering the. character of tho mobs that havo to ho haulod! You aro a common lot of cheap cattle, unfit for decent cars to ride In. If I had ray way I'd pack you In stock cars and dump you out at Barron Island, whore you belong. You call yourselves mon. Bah! You haven't got tho courago of sparrows nor tho respectability of rats! You aro worthless truck. I'vo been fighting '. you right along; now I'll drop you." Much moro ho said. Ho had them thoroughly cowed. Having Hav-ing poured out the vials of his wrath, ho sat down, and In dead silence tho car passed on. New York Press. |