It was the first of January when a stranger entered the offices of Pushup's Monthly Magazine.
"Gracious, but it is hot in here!" he remarked to a man in his shirt sleeves, who was mopping his face with a handkerchief.
"Some," was the terse reply of the man, who was no other than the famous editor himself.
"What are all those flowers, straw hats and palm-leaf fans scattered about for?"
"Oh, to give a touch of realism;—we are now preparing our great Midsummer Fiction Number," was the great editor's kindly reply.—E.C.H.
MAJORITY
"You don't mean to tell me you ever doubt the wisdom of the majority?"
"Well," responded Senator Sorghum with deliberation, "what is a majority? In many instances it is only a large number of people who have got tired out trying to think for themselves and have decided to accept somebody else's opinion."