A Recipe for a Bridal Couple
It was on a train going through Indiana. Among the passengers was a newly-married couple, who made themselves known to such an extent that the occupants of the car commenced passing sarcastic remarks about them. The bride and groom stood the remarks for some time, but finally the latter, who was a man of tremendous size, broke out in the following language at his tormentors: “Yes, we’re married—just married. We are going one hundred and sixty miles farther, and I am going to ‘spoon’ all the way. If you don’t like it you can get out and walk. She’s my violet and I’m her sheltering oak.”
During the remainder of the journey they were left in peace.
Both of the Same Kind
A lady stepped from the Limited Express at a side station, on a special stop order. To the only man in sight she asked:
“When is the train for Madison due here, please?”
“The train went an hour ago, ma’am: the next one is to-morrow at eight o’clock.”
The lady in perplexity then asked:
“Where is the nearest hotel?”
“There is no hotel here at all,” replied the man.