So he waited outside the great man's study while the
"fayre ladye" did the tackling. In five minutes she was out again and
on her dress was pinned a slip of paper bearing the words:
"With the author's compliments."
"I took that pretty girl from the store home the other night, and
stole a kiss."
"What did she say?"
"Will that be all?"
The two American war correspondents were gazing at the conflict when
Winkletop caught sight of a gallant officer leading a charge.
"His face is strangely familiar," he said. "That Greek lieutenant, I
mean--"
"Yes," said Blithers. "He used to run the bootblacking stand in that
barber-shop over on Steenth Avenue and Umptyiph Street."
And just then the noble warrior dashed madly past, and, forgetting
himself under the excitement of the moment, turned and cried aloud to
his advancing troops:
"Next! Shine!"
And the indomitable phalanx moved steadily up the hill, giving the
enemy the worst polishing-off they had had since war was declared.
RELATIVE--"He is sleeping so quietly that I wonder if we will know
when the end comes."
WIFE OF DYING FIRST-NIGHTER--"Yes, we will. He will get up and go out
about five minutes before the end.
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