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At a Railway Station
Once,a long time ago,I went to a railway station.I planned to take the ninth train to New York and go on a journey with a friend.Many people were on the platform and they were pushing onto the long passenger train.It was already full.I asked the man at the booing office if I could have two tickets.He answered sharply,“no ” I felt hurt.It was important for me to have the tickets.
I found a railway official and asked him if I could have a place some where in the sleeping-car,but he said sharply,“no!you can’t .the train is full.Don’t trouble me any more.”
I felt very hurt indeed.I said to my friend,“they talked to me like this because they don’t know who I am.If they knew…” but my friend said:
Don’t be foolish.Do you think it would help you to get a seat on the train?There are no empty seats.”
I went up to the same official and said very politely that my mane was Mark Twain.But he only replied:
“I told you not to trouble me any more.”
I said to my friend:“he may not have heard my mane.” But my friend said that official had heard my mane quite clearly,but that he didn’t care,that was all.
Just then I noticed a young porter in a sleeping-car was looking at me.He breathed something in the train conductor’s ear,and the conductor came over to me,removed his cap and said very politely.
“Can I help you,sir?Do you want a place in a sleeping-car?”
“Yes ,I certainly do.” I said.
The porter took our case and we got in to the sleeping-car.The porter saw that we were comfortably settled in our places.Then he said,“Now,is anything you want,sir?”
When the porter left I smiled at my friend and said:“well,what do you say now?”
My friend looked ashamed.
“Well,” He said,“you were right,I’m sorry I said all those things to you on the platform.I was foolish,not you.I’m glad I came here with you.”
Just then the porter came to the door again and said:
“Oh,sir,I recognized you at once when I saw you.And I told the conductor so.”
“Really,” I said,and I gave him twice as much as I usually give to a porter.Who am I then?”
“You are Mr.McClellan,of course,the Mayor of New York,” he said and disappeared.
At a Railway Station
Once,a long time ago,I went to a railway station.I planned to take the ninth train to New York and go on a journey with a friend.Many people were on the platform and they were pushing onto the long passenger train.It was already full.I asked the man at the booing office if I could have two tickets.He answered sharply,“no ” I felt hurt.It was important for me to have the tickets.
I found a railway official and asked him if I could have a place some where in the sleeping-car,but he said sharply,“no!you can’t .the train is full.Don’t trouble me any more.”
I felt very hurt indeed.I said to my friend,“they talked to me like this because they don’t know who I am.If they knew…” but my friend said:
Don’t be foolish.Do you think it would help you to get a seat on the train?There are no empty seats.”
I went up to the same official and said very politely that my mane was Mark Twain.But he only replied:
“I told you not to trouble me any more.”
I said to my friend:“he may not have heard my mane.” But my friend said that official had heard my mane quite clearly,but that he didn’t care,that was all.
Just then I noticed a young porter in a sleeping-car was looking at me.He breathed something in the train conductor’s ear,and the conductor came over to me,removed his cap and said very politely.
“Can I help you,sir?Do you want a place in a sleeping-car?”
“Yes ,I certainly do.” I said.
The porter took our case and we got in to the sleeping-car.The porter saw that we were comfortably settled in our places.Then he said,“Now,is anything you want,sir?”
When the porter left I smiled at my friend and said:“well,what do you say now?”
My friend looked ashamed.
“Well,” He said,“you were right,I’m sorry I said all those things to you on the platform.I was foolish,not you.I’m glad I came here with you.”
Just then the porter came to the door again and said:
“Oh,sir,I recognized you at once when I saw you.And I told the conductor so.”
“Really,” I said,and I gave him twice as much as I usually give to a porter.Who am I then?”
“You are Mr.McClellan,of course,the Mayor of New York,” he said and disappeared.
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