A QUEER CONDUCTOR. 



Little Eddie Howard liked to ride in the open horse-cars, and 

 his mother used to take him out of town almost every day when it 

 was hot in the city. 



One day, as they were riding along, the whistle blew and the 

 car stopped. The driver looked round, but no one wanted to get 

 out. " Why 

 did you blow 

 vour Avhis- 

 tle?" he said 

 to the con- 

 ductor. 



"I didn't 

 whistle," said 

 the conduct- 

 or ; and the 

 car went on 

 again. 



Pretty soon 

 the wh i s 1 1 e 

 sou n d e d 

 again, and 

 the driver 

 stopped the 

 car again. 

 But no one 

 wanted to get 

 out. The dri- 

 ver was an- 

 gry. "Don't 



3'ou dare tc stop this car again," 

 he said, "unless some one wants 

 to get out of it-" 



" I didn't stop the car," said 

 the conductor. " I didn't blow 

 the whistle once." 



