Show I 1 coal heaver gentleman in the corner of the crosstown cross town car by the tha door sat a coal heaver he wras was a small man and the outside of 0 him was exceedingly dirty even for a coal heaver clothes and hat were covered with an all pervading black dust which upon his face and hands the rains had streaked in muddy lines his eyes were heavy and his back bent alone out of that chivalrous company lie he rose and with his bis crumpled hilt hat in his hand gave his seat to the ady of certain a age ge it was another coal heaver who wao turned one of the finest compliments to a woman in the english language as he stood transfixed before the beauty of mine Re camler lady I 1 could light my pipe at your eyes said that gallant and impassioned coal heaver |