A THIRD-CLASS face.
A pompous railway director recently entered a tirst-clasa corriage of the railway he controlled. Soon after he took his seat he was accosted by a ticket-collector.
“Ticket, please,” said that worthy. “I haven’t one,” replied the director. “Then you must come out of that.” “Ih, no. My face is my ticket, my good man.” “Is it?” snapped the collector. “Then all I can say is that you are travelling first-class with a thirdclass ticket.”
Then the director wished he hadn’t been so funny.
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New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XX, Issue 1125, 2 November 1911, Page 22
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86A THIRD-CLASS face. New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XX, Issue 1125, 2 November 1911, Page 22
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