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Show WAS OBEYING ORDERS HUMOROUS INCIDENT IN NEW YORK STREET CAR. Twinkling-Eyed Old Irishwoman Got Her Transfer Regardless of the Company's Rules What 8ho Wanted It For. When the street railway companlei in New York posted notices that pas scngers desiring transfers must ask for them nt tho tlmo of paying faro oi otherwlso forfeit right to receive them, of course peoplo constantly forgot. The troubles of tho street car employee woro materially increased thoroby except in occasional instances. The conductor on an Amsterdam avenue car was ono day accosted by a quaint littlo twlnkllng-eyed old woman, who demanded her "thransfcr." "You should huvc usked mo when you paid," he objocted. "Sure, but I thrled to do lit, me bhoy," sho snld, her lnnato friendliness friendli-ness overflowing In a Btnilo, "but y wux that quick 'n' lolvoly ye'd Bthepped off befuro I cud say a wurrudl" Tho conductors evidently reserved the right to mako exceptions. Thli ono was a good-nntured looking young man; indeed, by this time every one about had begun to look good-natured. "All right, grandma," ho said, Jovially, Jovi-ally, "I'll givo you one this time. What other lino do you want7" "Whut lino?" sho repeated doubtfully. doubtful-ly. "I don't wan anny other line."- 'Don't you know where you want tc goV "Don't I know? Well, listen to the lmpldince of the bhoy, will ye!" "You see," explained tho 'bhoy,' laughing, "if you tell me whore' you want to go, I know what transfer to Blve you." "Well, If yo must know, I'm goln' to git off at Wan Hundred 'n' Slvlntb ithreet and go sthrnlght to me home, wan block wist" "Well, then, what do you want with i transfer?" "Whut do I? 'Tls me own businosa that! Suro" taking him fully into hei :onfldence I'll bo g'ivin' It, mebby, tc mo littlo grandson. Whin I git home, ao'U bo askin' whut grandma's got for aim. tho lamb!" ' "But" "Now seo here, wanst mo bhoy, Danny, that's mesoa, he tould mo per-tickler per-tickler to ask fer mo thransfcr whin payln' mo faro. 'Tls the: comp'ny's ordhes,' says he. An' that's whut I'm ioln' askin' fer mo thransfor. Yo've been givin' ivery wan else a thransfcr, an' yo can hand me out mluo wldoutso manny wurruds." Tho conductor surrendered. He selected se-lected a red paper, remarking, "That :olor will please tho little grandson, I guess!" Then ho went on, mado happier hap-pier for tho rest of tho day. Youth's Companion. |