The Inspector Scored.

Evening Post, Volume LIV, Issue 152, 24 December 1897, Page 2 (Supplement)

The Inspector Scored.

A gentleman who lived about thirty miles from London had been up in town to a theatre, and was going home by the midnight train. It was a bitterly cold night, and the tioket inspector, who stood by the train, kept on stamping his feet to keep them warm. ' You look cold,' said the gentleman, as he came up. ' Won't you take a nip of something P ' ' ' Thank you, sir,' said the man gratefully. 'Then take a nip of this,' holding out the ticket ; and the gentleman got into the carriage, chuckling over his little joke. But he wasn't so amused later on when he found himself being rapidly carried past his destination, the inspector having put him into an ordinary carriage instead of the slip carriage which stopped at his place. He was landed forty miles further on, on a raw morning, with no possibility of catching a train home for many hours, and his language was most unparliamentary. But that was someone else's joke.