The Car Rolled On

A reí! faced ■womau in a black gcrwn and a black bonnet carne aboard a Euclid avenue car last Mouday and seated herself text to a young rúan whose face was coucealed behiud a Plain Dealer. When the conductor carne around, she handed him a ticket. "Not good on this line, ma'anj," he said and handed it back. The ■woman in black gave a sniff. "That's too bad," she said. "I s'posed it was just as good on this line as any other. The conductor told me it was. And I'm snre I haven 't got any more change. I'm goin out to my daughter's house. She's sent for me. She's very sick and so anxious to see me. I don't know what I'll do." Aud she sniffed again. "Well," said the conductor coolly, "I'm sorry, of course, but no pay no ride. " Aud he reached for the bell. The woman in black looked at the young man with. the newspaper. He met her gaze. "Madam," he said, "I'll buy your ticket for a nickel." The woroan hesitated, and the conductor srailed and furtively winked at a fat man in the rear seat. The exchange was made, and the conductor passed along. "I hoped," said the young man, "that your unfortunate daughter was better by this time. " The woman in black darted a venomons look at him. "Oh, yes, " he said, "we have met before, and you are still a nickel anead of me. ' ' Then he went back to his Plain