Bob Younger's Fate — page 153: what you’re looking at

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- . 144 BOB YOUNGER'S FATE. now on the side opposite the station. He had been watching the passengers who were getting off or on, and had most likely seen the organ-grinder take his departure, but so far he had not noticed the entrance of the tramp. : ~The conductor had his eye on the fellow, however, probably thinking that he might have trouble in/col- lecting his fare; and when he gota close glimpse of that evil countenance, he made up his mind that he had not seen so tough a man, as far as appearances went, for many a day. “Ticket, sir,’’? he said a moment later. The tramp turned the axis of his vision upon the official in an impudent stare. | _ **Haven’t none.”’ “Your money, then.”’ ‘‘How much to Chicago??? with an attempt to speak as low as possible. The amount was named, and the fellow dived down into his rags, fishing therefrom a collection of bills of various denominations. . He slowy counted out the money, and handed it over to the conductor. “There you are, neighbor. Suppose you didn’t think I hadn’t nothing,’’ finishing up this decidedly negative sentence with an evil chuckle. The railroad man passed on without reply, glad that he had experienced so little trouble in collect- ing his fare, while the tramp, after settling himself comfortably, stared into vacancy, probably ruminat- ing where and under what circumstances he would | pass the next night. 3 In the midst of his musings came an awful crash, and he at once realized that there had been a collis- ion or wreck. . He was somewhat shaken up himself, but he-did not fail to notice that the drummer was on his feet > in a moment, fighting his way out of the car in the greatest hurry and trepidation. “Tl follow the gentleman,’’ muttered the man of: rags; “‘he evidently means business of some kind, and I must find out what it is.”’ comicbooks:co