Thereupon a young sprig, from the East, blustered like a Shanghai rooster, and began to sass the conductor with his chin music.

That gentleman delivered the young aspirant for a muss one of his elegant little left-handers, which so astonished him that he began to feel for his shooter.

Whereupon Mr.
Slum gently raised the youth, carried him forth, and set him down just outside the car to cool off.

Whether the young blood has yet made his way out of Bascom's swamp, we have not learned.

Conductor Slum is one of the most gentlemanly and efficient officers on the road; but he ain't trifled with, not much.