"I see you've got brass hinges, tew!" again continued the Yankee, after musing to himself for twenty minutes, full.
"O, yes, plenty of them," obligingly answered the clerk.
"How's them brass 'uns work?"
"Very well, I guess; used for lighter purposes," said the clerk.
"Put 'em on desks, and cubber-doors, and so on?"
"Yes; they are used in a hundred ways."
"Hinges," says the Yankee, after a pause, "ain't considered, I guess, a very neuw invenshun?"
"I should think not," half smilingly replied the clerk.
"D'yeou ever see wooden hinges, mister?"
"Never," candidly responded the clerk.