"Is it an accident? What happened?" inquired a worried-looking individual of the conductor.
"Some one pulled the bell-cord!" shouted the conductor. "The express knocked our last car off the track! Take us four hours before the track is clear!"
"Great Scott! Four hours! I am supposed to be married to-day!" groaned the passenger.
The conductor, a bigoted bachelor, raised his eyebrows suspiciously.
"Look here!" he demanded. "I suppose you ain't the chap that pulled the cord?"
Tony, the office-janitor, had been working faithfully at his job for several years, when he surprised his employer one day by asking for a vacation.
"We can't get along very well without you," said the boss. "You don't need a vacation. You'll only blow in your money and come back broke."
"I like to have vacation," persisted Tony. "I get married, and I kinda like to be there."