“I beg pardon, sir, but the night-lift man says he’s waiting for a message from you, sir.”
“A message from me?”
“Yes, sir; he says he cawn’t go to sleep without a message from you, sir.”
“Really, he can’t go to sleep without a message from me?”
“No, sir.”
“How touching. Then tell him, ‘Pleasant dreams.’”
Representative Tawney, of Minnesota, chairman of the House Committee on Appropriations, sent out some of his quota of garden seeds to his constituents not long ago. One man in Winona wrote to Tawney: “Dear Jim: I received your seeds, but I don’t care much for them. If you really want to do something for me, please send me up a suit of union underwear.”