A Conductor Confounded

In a town iu the Mohawk valley Uves s man who niay be callecl, for the time be iug, John Stintli. Smith stands about sis iivi two in Uis tliinnest stockings. In the good olU days.whea u ticket hum Chicago to New York - or auywuere elsu - wai "good only lor contiuuous trip on dn I and date," ömilü and bis wife lelt the wicked Westera city oue day for the metropolis. At Lockport they stopped over night and the ttext day siarteu on agaiu wlil iwo yoonj[ ludies, sequaiutances, In purciiased tickets tot PolaÜne bridge Wlien the conductor ctune along to puncl the tickets he pronounced tin: (Jliicagi tickets wonhless - gtamped and partij nsed the day bei ore. Sinith must payhlt farc, lic saiil. John oxpostiüated, but il vain; hc must pay two tarea or leave th train. The conductor ogreed to taku il) liie rest of the irain load and jomo tMck wíiile SuiitU thoiülit ii. oren W liéft lie retiirñed Smith still lookcd clubiou3. He held ip tlic l'our tickels - lwo lo JSew Y'ork, two to Paintine - in hia iiund and said slowly: "iov, you say these two to l'alaüue are good?" "Yes." "And these two, f rom Chicago to Xew York, are not goodV" "iot worth the paper tbey're printed on; no, sir." Tben t lie conductor began to grow iinpatiënt and coutiaued, sharply: jWell, sir you must hurry up. Payyour fares or l'll put ) OU íllí." Smith held up the tickets again and said, with exaspera tiug dcliberation: "Well, luie are tour tickets and foor people. Whoare you Jjolug to put OÏÏÏ" 'J'he conductor looked at Smith a moment, bit liis lip, puuchcd the four tickets, and left the car.