TACTFUL.
" Talking about tact," said a woman who is just verging on middle age, " I never saw anyone get out of a difficult situation more deftly than did a man I met at a blacksmith's shop in a New England village I was driving through last summer. I was alone in the lanes with my friend, the horse, when I noticed that he limped a bit, so when we reached\ the next village I stopped, at the door of the blacksmith's shop. A man was holding up the doorpost, and to him I said :
" Will you please tell the blacksmith to come out? I want to see him.''
After the # manner of the village loafer, he did not stir, but smiled sweetly at me, and, lifting tip his voice, cried:
" Bill, come out! There's a lady wants to see you^' From the depths of the blacksmith's shop a voice, roared : "Is she young, John, or old?" In the words or an old poem, I looked at John and John looked at me. Then, still without moving, he called : "You'll be satisfied, Bill, when you get out."
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 9534, 5 May 1909, Page 1
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186TACTFUL. Star (Christchurch), Issue 9534, 5 May 1909, Page 1
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