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Show His Identification. J. W. Harris, superintendent of tho California Street Hnllwuy company, Is not nfrnld to get out and do work with Ills hands. He Is usually found tinkering tink-ering with a bolt, or prying into boiuo I Intricate part of a mnchlne. Tho othor day lie boardtd one of his cars, nnd tho conductor, who was a now man, uBked him for his fare. Harris Har-ris told him who ho was. "Como now," mild the man, "auto up, none of that talk." , While they woro nrguing, tho car stopped with Bimiothlng wrong. Nel-thor Nel-thor Mm grlpmuu nor the com) dor could solve the problem. "Let mu look at It," said Hurrls, and diving under the ear ho had things fixed In a second. "Exciibo me, superintendent," said tho man; I know you now." Ban FranclBCO Chronicle |