She Was a School Teacher.

Feilding Star, Volume XIX, Issue 60, 8 September 1897, Page 2

She Was a School Teacher.

Hie cable car was crowded, mostly by men. and when tbo large and deter unnccUlookiu? wotnau entered, they did not all arise to offer her a seat. Id fact, no one did, whereat she flashed an angry red, and reaching op caught hold of a strap with a vicious clutch. This was too much fora meek looking young gentleman, and he rose, and touching his hat said, •' Will you take my seat ?" For a moment she glared at him, and then, with schoolmarm precision of speech, she said, " la the first place it is not your seat." He looked as guilty as if he had been caught in the act of stealing it, and actually cowered before her stern gaze. "That scat," ske went on, "is the property of the company that operates this road." " Tha a at's so, ma'am," be faltered, colouring with embarrassment as be felt the eyes of his fellow^passengers upon him, " but will — will you take it?" " Where ?" she shouted in tragic tones '■ Answer me that. Where shall I take it?" He conld not answer her query, and he looked as if he wished his parents had never married. Her stern gaze never relaxed, nor did she make any attempt to accept bis offer, but went on : " And even if I tried to take it, bow could I ?" Looking like a fool he slunk towards the door, and then, having made herself clear, she said in a uior6 pleasant manner : " Young man, I'm a school teacher, and I make my living at it, bat I've given you a lesson in precision of expression that shall cost you nothing. I won't take your seat, but I'll sit down." " Madam," said he. as he slid the rsar deor open, "when I got up yon sat down — on me." And the worm, having turned, shut the door and left the woman to her questionable triumph — N.Y. Journal.