Article March 2, 1899 Issue

Zero Weather has no Terrors for Him

Kansas City (Mo.) Paper

No overcoat yet this winter, and he rides day in and day out, and of nights, too, on the platform of a local cable car! What do the ulster-loaded shiverers think of that?

Conductor Harvey B. Ray, of the Westport line, is the man. His comrades call him the "Gold Bug," because of his insistent advocacy of McKinley doctrines in 1896, when he was a newcomer on the road. They now claim that Ray's politics and his coatlessness in zero weather are both to be explained by the same reason—he lacks common sense. Which is to say, of course, his views and the views of the great majority of his fellow street-railway employes do not agree.

The "Gold Bug" is a queer genius. He is a man of many isms. And when he espouses any particular idea he goes the limit. It was that way on the money question. It is so now as to the overcoat. You can see him any day riding along with the same sack coat he wore all summer hanging open, and with the wind whistling gayly through his crisp and rather curly iron gray hair. He eschews ear-tabs, of course. He is ruddy of countenance, and, strange to say, he never seems to have even a cold in the head. He wears no gloves, yet no one ever sees him blowing his fingers. If he has any feelings at all, he must be in misery a good part of the time lately, but he gives no sign of it. He likes to think he is a philosopher.

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