On The Elevated In Gotham

A Thirtl avenue train, boand for city hall, reached Fifty-ninth streei at 10 o'clock, and was crowdtxl. A man who had kept his eye on tho first car managed to squeeze himself in there. In one of tho cross seats were two young women, and opposite them were a bundle and a young man. The young women were engrossed in each other's conversation, which seemed to eonsist almost entirely of "Says he to me," "Then, says I tfik him," "He wroto me, so he did," and so on. The man approached and said, somewhat gruffly, "I want to sit down." The young man, who was sitting upon the outer end, closed in his legs to let him pass. "Iwantto sit dovni there, "' he said, with an emphasis on "there" as he pointed where the bundle rested. He spoke'more gruflly this time, and iu a louder tone. The young man smilod and continued reading. "Well," roared the now thoroughly Ínfuriated man, '"I paid for my seat and 111 soo yau to the deuco before you can keep two seats for one f are." Then ho took the bundle and pitched it upon the floor. The young man agaiu smiled, while the young women suddeuly eeased their "Said I to him" and "Says he to me." One of them reached for the bundle, which was hers, and said to the man, loudly enough for everybody to hear : "Yon dirty, naughty, mean man." The man was overwhelmed with confusión and was apologizing to all turoe, when a fellow passenger who had been sitting with his back to him stood up and cursed him. "Do you want to gaze at the starsí" said he, "or probably you have a rush of blood to the head. Anyhow, lean off. Give my back a show." Thero had been no triangular piece of wood to keep their backs apart. The man forgot his apology, and turaed around to confrout his new antagonist. Fragments of the two would soon have been strewn about had not the othcr passengere interfered. Then tae blunderer rushed to the door as the train slowed up. "No," replied the guard, shaking his head; "this is Forty-eoventh." Before tho blunderer could resume his seat the train started and he was flung to the floor, crushiug his hat and hurting his lip as he feil. As the train reached Twenty-third street there was a great rush. The blunderer was leaning on his cañe. When the train again startod the blunderer wasn't leaning on his cañe, but he was leisurely examining th two halves of it.