Democratic Sentinel, Volume 19, Number 48, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 December 1895 — ONE WAS MISSING. [ARTICLE]

ONE WAS MISSING.

The Burly Youth Went Off in a Greet Hurry. The old man in the elevated smoking ear was absorbed In his newspaper when the burly youth entered. A imsteistard box wus on the seat lieslde the old man, and with tlie air of a man who knew his rights ami was prepared to enforce them the burly] youth sat down on it. "1 beg your imrdon. sir." said the old man. politely, "but you’re sittiug on iny Ik»x." ‘T know It," replied the burly youth insolently, as lie took a cigar from his iNM'ket. and prepared to light it. "Why didn’t you get It out of the way? You only paid for one seat, 1 guess.” "If you had spoken to me," explained the old man. "Iwould have made room for you. 1 was reading the paper and did not see you.” "It ain’t m.v business to keep your tilings off the scats,” retorted the burly youth. "1 paid for a seat and took it." "Butl have something In that box that 1 wouldn't have injured for a great deal," expostulated the old man. "Well. I guess it’s done for now,” said tlie burly youth with a taunting laugh. “Perhaps It isn't," urged the old man, “If you'll kindly get up for a minute—" "But I won’t,” returned the youth, shortly. By tills time some of the other passengers were liecoming interested, aud one or two of them evinced a desire to throw the burly youth out of the ear. A faint smile that seemed to lurk around the corners of the old man's mouth however made them hesitate. He looked like a man who thought lie had the best of the uffair, in spite of the other's calm nsurnnee. It was. perhaps, two minutes later when the burly youth emitted a loud yell and bounded from ills seat into the aisle'. Another yell followed, and he hounded down tlie aisle toward the door witli both hands in tlx* vicinity of his coat lull pockets. On the platform of tin* ear In* began making frantic endeavors to take off ills coat, but before he succeeded the train had pulled into the station, and lie sprang off and dashed into the waitingroom. The old man lmd thrown a paper over the box when the burly youth got up. and now he carefully raised the edge of It and inspected wlmt was underneath, "(‘outbuild him!" he exclaimed, at last. “Wlmt's the matter'/" asked one of the other passengers. "Why lie’s run off with one of my, prize bees,” said the old man, ruefully.