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Show BRAIN WAS STILL WORKING. Conductor's Eyes Were Poor, But He Was Not Useless. As the conductor received tho fares ho gontly scratched each coin on thai edge with tho nail ot his forefinger. "Is that somo now good-luck sign) that you aro working?" asked tho man who rides on tho nlatform and asksi questions. "No; but I'll tell you what It Is,, though. It's one way of beating the company. Tho fact of tho matter Is, I am gottlng old. Tho company dooa not know how old I am. It they did they'd Are mo mlgthy quick. Then where would I bo? I am getting so old my sight Is falling fast. It I put on glasses It would be a giveaway on my age. I can't tell by sight whether a coin Is a quarter or a nickel, nor tho difference botween a new one-cent piece and a dlmo; so I Just scratch the edge." "What good does that do?" "Why, it's simple enough. The sll-ver sll-ver pieces aro nil milled' on tho edge, while tho nickels and coppers are smooth." Philadelphia Press. |