Felt That He Had Been Cheated

A young dam farmer from Canarsie, accompanied by his 250 pound wife, created mnch amusement on a bridge train coming to Brooklyn Snnday a litóle bef ore nridnight. The cars were as well filled as ia usoal at that hoor. The rustica drew attention W themselves by the loud tones of their conversation. "Now, baby," the man was saying, "you know I ahYt a bit stingy and I wouldn't care for the money at all, but I don't want any catfish of a toll grabber to do the daad swindle on me - Snnday nights, anyway." "Oh, never mind, Beuben," said "baby" consolingly. "Well, now, baby, you can see for yonrself. There's eighty-four cents out of a dollar. Do you see that? That shark has kept back ten cents on me. It ain't the money I care for, baby. Here, do you want it?" "No; I don't want it. I wish you wouia Keep quiet. "Well, if you don't want it, here goes," scattering the change on the floor. "Baby" maintained a stolid silence, gazing ruefully at the coin on the floor. Finally Eenben realized that he had been gnüty of criminal waste, and he said: "Well, if you don't want it, I'll take it," and he began clumsily to piek the money out of the spaces in the matting. At this point a general langh aróse from the other passengers. When the Brooklyn station was reached the farmer was still mourning hia missing dime, and when I left his ponderous wif e was struggling to prevent him from taking the next train to New York to get hunk with "that pírate" at the toll