Can any lady or gentleman in the audience lend me a ten dollar gold piece? asked the professor of magic.
On vot, eagerly shouted the pawnbroker in the front row.
A Philadelphia business man tells this story on himself.
You know in this city there are two telephone companies, he said, and in my office I have a telephone of each company. Last week I hired a new office boy, and one of his duties was to answer the telephone. The other day, when one of the bells rang, he answered the call and then came in and told me I was wanted on the ’phone by my wife.
Which one? I inquired quickly, thinking of the two telephones, of course.
Please, sir, stammered the boy, I don’t know how many you have.
William Blue was an engineer in the employ of one of the trunk railway lines in this State. One of his duties was to haul the through freight over the Western division, and his pet engine was No. 2. One night he had an accident. One of the flues in the boiler of his pet engine flew out and he was stalled, blocking the main line. He reported the matter to the division superintendent unwittingly as follows—