Youth. "WHAT! NO SMOKING CARRIAGE! WHY, WHAT'S A FELLAH TO DO FOR THREE HOURS?"
ACROSS COUNTRY.
Papa. "LUCY! HERE! HERE'S A GATE!"
Lucy. "ALL RIGHT, PAPA, DEAR. YOU GO THROUGH THE GATE, I THINK 'CRUSADER' PREFERS THE FENCE."
HOW TO CLEAR A CARRIAGE FOR A CIGAR.
Ferocious Looking Passenger (to Old Gent, who objects to Smoking). "THAT'S A PRETTY KNIFE; AIN'T IT? THAT'S THE SORT O' THING WE USE IN CALIFORNIA! JOLLY THING TO STICK INTO A FELLOW, EH?" [OLD GENT fears his Companion is not "quite right," and changes his Carriage at the next Station.
