A STREET-CAR INCIDENT.

Thames Star, Volume VII, Issue 2091, 16 September 1875, Page 4

A STREET-CAR INCIDENT.

It was a great pity Biggs had it although it was thought no fault of his own, yet the fact that he had it and had itbadly, waspatent to the most careless observer. It did- not run in the family, so all his relations had told him, but this piece of information did not in the least serve to relieve Biggs' mind on the subject. An early desire to find the currants in th» boiled pudding, had so concentrated Bigg's focus that,when he looked at the clock on the mantel he invariably saw himself in the looking-glass, on the other side of the room. After much cultivation he managed to get up as handsome a case of strabismus as the country afforded. He" has managed for some years past to fill respectably the post of confidential book-keeper in a large • importing house, and it is said his balancesheets are worth exhibition. In running up a column of figures he always looks, apparently, at the coal-scuttle, but his totals are always correct. Yesterday we saw Biggs and felt sorry for him. He looked straight ahead for '< once—a necessity occasioned, perhaps, by the fact that bisleft optic was blackened and closed. Coming down town in a Prytania car yesterday morning, poor B. for a time was engrossed in the papers until he reached Calliope street, when, glancing up, he noticed a notice of some festival swinging near the car door. He tried to read it, but the movement of the car frustrated him. As he was about getting the hang of the thing, he felt a strong hand laid upon ' his knee, and the gentleman sitting opposite him leaned forward and savagely whispered : "Don't you look at my wife that way longer, or I'll thrash you ', sir!" Biggs, in his innocence, colored up, and meekly denied that he had been looking -at anybody. He felt hurt at being so unjustly accused, and, in his confusion, went back to the swinging hand bill for relief. This way and that it dodged. Now he could see that a race was to be given at the fair-grounds, when a shake of the car would'knock his progress into ft cocked hat. While thus endeavoring to coffceal his embarrassment, and at the same time glean information his former interviewer jumped up, and, in a loud voice, breathing vengeance, drew Briggs' attention to the fact.that he had been looking at "my wife again," and in a second Briggs saw a milky way of little constellations, and felt himself ruthlessly thrust" from the car. The driver cracked his whip,, and the vehicle with its living freight went on. "X didn't see the woman." said Biggs, this morainer; " wasn't looking at her at all. It's that blasted old cross-eye^ of mine got me in the trouble, and I'm going do have an operation performed if it costs me a year's salary." He sauntered off dejectedly in the direction of Dr. Beard's office to get his eyes straightened.—New Orleans Bulletin.