HOW DID THE PORTER FEEL?
"Here, you!" cried the fur-coated gentleman to tho porter at the suburban station, "Don't you, think that truck is rather dangerous in that position?" "Eh?" said the newly-promoted porter. "Think it's rather dangerous', do yon? Very good 61 you to pay attention to such things. I suppose you're going to tell mo where to put it? Well just cast your eye around. What about the booking office? Wouldn't that look better on the line? And the signal box? Shall we shift it into the main street? And how about the stationmaster's house —shall we move it on to the up platform? Any opinion you'd like to express shall receive attention." The fur-coated gentleman turned away, and left the station. "Aha!" said the promoted porter to the booking clerk. "D'you see how I tied up that interfering old feller? Good, wasn't it?" "Well, I dunno about that," said the booking clerk. "He happens to be our traffic superintendent!"
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Evening Post, Volume XCIX, Issue 121, 22 May 1920, Page 14
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