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the thing to start, you will need all the entertain- 

 ment possible to keep you and your guests in 

 good humor. 



When finally the monster takes its lumbering 

 course through the crowds, too heavy and 

 cumbersome to turn to right or left, your heart 

 clogs up your throat, and your hands clutch the 

 railing as you pray silently, or perhaps audibly, 

 that you may escape unmaimed, and that 

 the grace of common sense may be given you, 

 if ever you are moved to mount the like again. 

 But the thing itself is serene in the knowledge 

 that everything on wheels or legs will either shy 

 or stop at sight of it, and once out of the mazes 

 of car tracks and the alarming clang of gongs and 

 rumblings of trains overhead, and imo Michigan 

 boulevard, you breathe easier. 



Presently your attention becomes riveted upon 

 the young and innocent-looking megaphone man 

 who is assailing your ears with stale jokes and 

 original lies. You wonder that the men do not 

 rise and slay him, until you look over your fellow- 

 passengers and discover that you are the only 

 native aboard, and that their trusting and bu- 

 colic minds are all unaware of his wickedness. 

 You long to slay him yourself, or at least to rise 

 and denounce him. But in most people the de- 



