HE BROKE UP THE CAME.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XVI, Issue XXII, 30 May 1896, Page 619

HE BROKE UP THE CAME.

In public, as well as in private, one should ever be mindful of the rights of others. Not long since a clergyman accompanied by two young ladies was travelling. It was nearing the hour of midnight, yet they had not ordered their sleeping berths made up. Instead, they were indulging in a game of words—trying to see who could think of the most words that begin with this or that letter.

They spent half an hour or more on ‘A,’ and then went to ‘ B ’ with a freshness that seemed to indicate that they intended, despite the lateness of the hour, to go to the end of the alphabet. At any rate, that was the impression they gave to the tired man in the berth opposite, who was trying in vain to sleep. Presently there came a lull, when none of the three seemed able to think of another B. The tired man took advantage of the lull. Parting his curtain the least bit of a space, he shouted, * And “ bores,” sir—“ bores !” ’