The Sandwich-men's Union will hold their annual meeting at Weinpusslacher's Colossal Restaurant.
They have been saving up for this, their one square meal this year.
They are paid from twenty to forty cents a day and walk from fifteen to thirty miles in the ten hours.
Did you know that twice in the Old and five times in the New Testament mention is made of the sandwich-men?
Do you know why Catholic Spain and anti-Semitic Russia alike permit no sandwich-men to ply their time-honored occupation within their confines?
There the article abruptly ended.
"Weinie," said Max, exultingly, "this makes you. Be very nice to Mr. Rutgers. You'll have to pay him thousands of dollars—"
"Then, you vas in league mit him?"
"No. But he's a genius!"