THE CHEM AW A AM ERICAN 11
th e polling place one afternoon sob
bing: ‘W hat do you th in k of those
men? T h e polls d o n ’t close for two
h ours yet, and they w on’t let me
change my v o te’, ” said Mr. Hen-
peck w ith a grin.
Bobby sent Miss M ontgom ery,
whom he had ju st m et, a beautiful
box of flowers, an x io u s to m ake a
good im pression upon th a t young
lady. U n fo rtu n ately the florist made
th e m istake of sen d in g w ith the
roses the card th at bore th e in sc rip
tion: “ Do the best you can for $ 2 .”
T h ree convivial passengers were
going to E lyria th e other day. O ne
of them was aw fully tired , and, as
soon as he got into his plush seat,
o u t of the storm y w eather, he went
to sleep. A nd as soon as he got to
sleep one of his com panions swiped
his tick et from his pocket.
T h en
th e conductor approached and the
tw o w ideaw ake ones aroused the
sleeper. ‘ ‘ H ere comes the conductor
for the tic k e ts,” they said. “ W ake
u p !”
H e woke up and searched his
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