After dinner stories by famous men : . ou sailors call astowawav. By Famous Men 57 JOHN T. FEATHER-STOX, who has succeededbig Bill Edwards in thetask of keeping NewYorks streets clean, indiscussing the various de-partments in the runningof a city told about a cer-tain playwright whose com-l)any was to give a per-formance of his play in theLudlow Street Jail beforeSheriff Harburgers guests,lield for the non-paymentof alimony. The play-wright had been in West-chester County automobil-ing that day. Toward nightfall he threw in thehigh speed and tore for town. The story goes onin the playwrights o
After dinner stories by famous men : . ou sailors call astowawav. By Famous Men 57 JOHN T. FEATHER-STOX, who has succeededbig Bill Edwards in thetask of keeping NewYorks streets clean, indiscussing the various de-partments in the runningof a city told about a cer-tain playwright whose com-l)any was to give a per-formance of his play in theLudlow Street Jail beforeSheriff Harburgers guests,lield for the non-paymentof alimony. The play-wright had been in West-chester County automobil-ing that day. Toward nightfall he threw in thehigh speed and tore for town. The story goes onin the playwrights own words: It happened that that was the day the policestarted their crusade against speeders. Any otherday I could have clattered through town on twowheels, and no one would have worried. This day I was nipped at Fifth Avenue andTwenty-third Street. Let me go, I begged of llic ])()1 iceman, Imon my way to Ludlow Slnct It seems to me, said the copjjer, that youredoggone particular. \\hich occurs to me as ratlier ra])id 58 After Dinner Stories NICHOLAS MURRAY BUTLER, President ofColumbia University, relates an amusing incidentthat goes to prove there has been a considerableadvancement, in tlie last half-century, in the re-muneration of teachers. Wlicn I was a boy, says President Butler, it was the custom for the country people to workout their taxes by boarding the teacher. Thismeant that as part pay lie was from time to timesupplied from various quarters with fresli meat. One day a boy named Tim Moorehead breath-lessly sought our instructor, exclaiming, Say,teacher, my pa wants to know if you like pork. Indeed I do, Tim, answered the pedagogue. Say to your father that there is nothing in theway of meat I like better than pork. Some time passed, but there was no pork fromTims father. How about the pork your father was to sendme ? the teacher asked the boy, one day. Oh, answered Tim, the pig got well. JAMES J. HILL, the railroad king, told the fol-lowing amusing
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