“ ‘So glad!’ he said, ‘so glad!’ Poor young fellow! I wonder what it was that made him so anxious!”
Jerry often talked to himself quite loud enough for me to hear when we were not moving.
On Jerry’s return to the rank there was a good deal of laughing and chaffing at him for driving hard to the train for an extra fare, as they said, all against his principles, and they wanted to know how much he had pocketed.
“A good deal more than I generally get,” said he, nodding slyly, “what he gave me will keep me in little comforts for several days.”
“Gammon!” said one.
“He’s a humbug,” said another, “preaching to us and then doing the same himself.”
“Look here, mates,” said Jerry, “the gentleman offered me half a crown extra, but I didn’t take it; ’twas quite pay enough for me to see how glad he was to catch that train; and if Jack and I choose to have a quick run now and then to please ourselves, that’s our business and not yours.”
“Well,” said Larry, “you’ll never be a rich man.”
“Most likely not,” said Jerry, “but I don’t know that I shall be the less happy for that. I have heard the commandments read a great many times and I never noticed that any of them said, ‘Thou shalt be rich’; and there are a good many curious things said in the New Testament about rich men that I think would make me feel rather queer if I was one of them.”
“If you ever do get rich,” said Governor Gray, looking over his shoulder across the top of his cab, “you’ll deserve it, Jerry, and you won’t