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Fresh Air Was One Thing You Had Plenty Of When You Traveled By Wagon. How Was It When You Began Riding On Trains?

The conductor of our car was a quiet, nice-looking man. He seemed to understand his business well. At one station a man bought some beer at a saloon, and put it in a cupboard at the end of the car. The conductor heard of this and promptly ordered the beer taken out, saying that he would allow no such thing on the car. During all the time we were on the train I did not get one whiff of tobacco, excepting once or twice, when someone passed through the car with a lighted cigar in his hand. LASW 120.3

We had many pleasant interviews with the passengers. As I talked with them, I felt an earnest desire to meet them again sometime. ¹⁹ LASW 121.1

Your father and myself took the train westward. We changed cars. We had to wait three hours. The depot was small and not well ventilated. Two respectable-looking ladies seemed quite at home. They took out their pipes and commenced smoking. This was a little more than we could well endure. We found to our joy that the settees were movable. We took a couple of these out upon the platform where there was pure air to feed our lungs. We here spread out our bread and fruit, which had been provided for us by our friends. We enjoyed our luncheon. ²⁰ LASW 121.2