Among the passengers on a train on a one-track road in the Middle West was a talkative jewelry drummer. Presently the train stopped to take on water, and the conductor neglected to send back a flagman. An express came along and, before it could be stopped, bumped the rear end of the first train. The drummer was lifted from his seat and pitched head first into the seat ahead. His silk hat was jammed clear down over his ears. He picked himself up and settled back in his seat. No bones had been broken. He drew a long breath, straightened up, and said: "Well, they didn't get by us, anyway."
INDISSOLUBLE PARTNERS
Memory and Imagination had a discussion as to which was the greater. "Without me," said Memory, "your buildings, your fine castles, would all go down. I alone give you power to retain them."
"Without me," said Imagination, "there would be no use of retaining them, for, indeed, they wouldn't be there. I am the great builder."
"And I the great recorder."
"It appears, then, that no one of us is greater than the other. Yet I would not change places with you."
"Why not?" said Memory.
"Because," replied Imagination, "without you I can still keep on creating over and over."
At the end of a year Memory came back.
"What have you done?" asked Memory.