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_The Same, Only a Little Different_
They were newly married, according to "The New York Sun," and on a
honeymoon trip. They put up at a skyscraper hotel. The bridegroom
felt indisposed and the bride said she would slip out and do a little
shopping. In due time she returned and tripped blithely up to her
room, a little awed by the number of doors that looked all alike.
But she was sure of her own and tapped gently on the panel.
"I'm back, honey; let me in," she whispered.
No answer.
"Honey, honey, let me in!" she called again, rapping louder. Still
no answer.
"Honey, honey, it's Mabel. Let me in."
There was silence for several seconds; then a man's voice, cold and
full of dignity, came from the other side of the door:
"Madam, this is not a beehive; it's a bathroom."
_For Him to Decide_
"Well, well," said the absent-minded professor, as he stood knee-deep
in the bathtub, "what did I get in here for?"
_A Large Corporation_
An old lady, traveling for the first time in a large city, saw a
glaring sign on the front of a high building which read, "The Smith
Manufacturing Company.
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