The struggles of a South Bender to put on dog in the Metropolis, and incidentally to palm off his beautiful moron of a sister-in-law on one victim after another; meeting frustration in the latter effort until finally the fair idiot is disposed of to a "comic"; and defeated on every side in his social endeavors.
nment wants to be economical, so they've cut down the number of trains, to say nothing about the victuals; and they's two or three times as many people traveling, because they can't throw their money away fast enough at home. So the result is that the wise guys keeps an eye on their watch and when it's about twenty minutes to dinner time they race to the diner and park against the door and get quick action; and after they've eat the first time they go out and stand in the vestibule and wait till it's their turn again, as one Federal meal don't do nothing to your appetite only whet it, you might say.
Well, anyway, I was playing the old rules and by the time I and the two gals started for the diner we run up against the outskirts of a crowd pretty near as big as the ones that waits outside restaurant windows to watch a pancake turn turtle. About eight o'clock we got to where we could see the wealthy dining car conductor in the distance, but it was only about once every quarter of an hour that he raised a
The wry narrator of this book shoots off many hilarious one-liners. It's a great comedy and very entertaining!