The acme magazine . WE DID IT The old man had recently taken theson into partnership and was somewhatannoyed at theyoungsters ratheroverbearing man-ner in his new po-sition. Look here,young man, saidhe one day, letshave a little less ofthe T and a littlemore of the we inthis business. Remember, youre partner. A few days later his son appeared,looking just a trifle anxious. I say, dad, he remarked, weve beenan done it now. Done what? asked his —er—weve been an married thetypewriter. QUITE SATISFIED An old farmer couldnt really believethat people who were miles apart wereable
The acme magazine . WE DID IT The old man had recently taken theson into partnership and was somewhatannoyed at theyoungsters ratheroverbearing man-ner in his new po-sition. Look here,young man, saidhe one day, letshave a little less ofthe T and a littlemore of the we inthis business. Remember, youre partner. A few days later his son appeared,looking just a trifle anxious. I say, dad, he remarked, weve beenan done it now. Done what? asked his —er—weve been an married thetypewriter. QUITE SATISFIED An old farmer couldnt really believethat people who were miles apart wereable to converseover a telephone•wire. One day his wifewent to a distantfriend who had atelephone in herhouse. During theafternoon the farm-er sought a shelterfrom a thunderstorm in the house of a neighbor who. also possessed a telephone, and who per-suaded the farmer to call up his wife asa little surprise. Following instructions, the farmer putthe receiver to his ear, and, after theusual preliminaries, he shouted: Hullo, Jane! Just then a flash of lightning struckthe wire, and he fell to the floor, underthe force of the shock. Rising to his feet, and shaking hishead wisely, he said: Its wonderful; that was was Jane,right enough. WHY THEY GOT NO MAIL An official of the postoffice departmentat Washington tells of a new postofficethat was establish-ed in a small townin the south. The proprietor ofa grocery store wasinstalled as post-master. It was notvery long beforecomplaints werefiled with the de-partment that nomail was being forwarded from thenew office, so an inspector was detailedto investigate the matter. When he called upon the postmaster andasked why no mail had been sent outthe former pointed to a large mailbaghanging up in a corner and said: The mails in that bag; I aint sent itout
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