Show A GALLANT IRISHMAN I was nearly mIdnight when I left the fat of my uptown friend and started start-ed home alone Just as I reached the comer of the street a cable car came whizzing along so I hailed It and got aboard Unusd to being out alone so late at night I was som what relieved to see that there was only one passenger passen-ger on the car an Irishman who sat near the door One glance at him would have convinced the most careless care-less observed that he had lately looked upon the wIne when It was red or more probably upon the whisky when it was brown When he san me a look of intelhi gence carrje Into his bloodshot eyes and with a flourish that would have done credit to a dancing master he rose to his feet took off his hat and said in a voice thick with whisky and emotion Pleash thake my sheat lady Thank you 1 said coldly there are plenty of seats But I Inshist lady upon giving you my sheet I sat down near the door so as to be able to make my escape easily if my traveling companion should prove troublesome but he did not annoy me in any way and seemed to think that by giving me his seat he had only done what gallantry required of him Though two long lines of vacant seats extending the whole length of the car stretched before his eyes he continued to hold unsteadily on to the strap directly di-rectly in front of me a placid sadie occasionally illuminating his features as though he were conscious of having performed an act of supreme courtesy As I iett the car at Fiftyninth street to take the crosstown line he sank wearily into the seat I had vacated va-cated and I saw through the open door of the car as it bowled down the aye nue that his hat had fallen forward over his eyes ELSIE BARKER |