Bad for the Manager.
"I wa:- riding around in London with a friead one day," said a colonial tourist, "and the talk turned on the heavy fog rhat had covered the oity like a blanket the night before. I finally expressed the conviction that, after a few experiments I could find a way to prevent the foes, and my words were overheard by cabby. An hou>" later, when my frien/i had left me, the driver said : —
" 'Did I understand you to say, sir, that you 'ad a way to hobviate these 'ere fogs what ©ome down on London?'
" 'Yes, I said something to that effect,' I replied. " 'But I 'opes you won't do it, sir. I 'opes you won't.' " 'But I should think it would be a great thing foi* your line of business. These fogs must lose you quite a large sum in the course ot" the year.'
" c So they does, sir; but, hunderstand, my brother-in-law is the manager of a gas company, and where I loses a shilling he gains a guinea. It is for him to keep hup the style and the haristocracy of the famblv. and I 'opes you won't reduce him from haffluence to poverty by meddling with no I/ondon fog — I 'opes you won't. 1 "
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Otago Witness, Issue 2812, 5 February 1908, Page 91
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212Bad for the Manager. Otago Witness, Issue 2812, 5 February 1908, Page 91
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