Atchoo! Sneezes from a Hilarious VaudevillianNiblo, George
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Atchoo! Sneezes from a Hilarious Vaudevillian
Niblo, George
American wit and humor
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S. & S. Humor Library No. 2--_Illustrated_--Price, 25 Cents
"ATCHOO!"
Sneezes from a Hilarious Vaudevillian
[Illustration]
by
GEORGE NIBLO
Street & Smith - Publishers - New York
ATCHOO!
Sneezes from a Hilarious Vaudevillian
by
GEORGE NIBLO
[Illustration: S AND S
NOVELS
STREET & SMITH - NEW YORK]
New York
Street & Smith, Publishers
238 William Street
Copyright, 1903
By Street & Smith
Atchoo!
ATCHOO!
Fellow citizens!--I beg pardon, I mean ladies and gentlemen! You see
I've just come from a political meeting, and that sort of thing gets on
your nerves. I went to hear my friend Isaacstein talk. His subject was
"Why should the Jew have to work?"
[Illustration]
They did a lot of whitewashing at that meeting. I suppose it's all
right. Of course you can't make a new fence with a pail of whitewash,
but you can cover up the mothholes.
But we mustn't be too hard on the politicians. If it wasn't for politics
a good many fellows that are too lazy to earn a living with their hands
would be paupers. But some of 'em are all right. There's Isaacstein for
instance. As good a man as ever sauntered down Hester Street. He joined
the noble army of grafters two years ago and worked so hard at his
profession that he got appendicitis.
A friend of Isaacstein's met another acquaintance of his in Hester
Street and asked:
"Haf you heard aboudt Isaacstein?"
"No. Vat iss it?"
"He vas sick. They take him by der hospital, and vat you tink they do to
him?"
"Vell. Vell. Vat iss it?"
[Illustration]
"They put him in a room all by himself und take his appendix away from
him."
"Na! Na! Na! Vat a pity, ain't it, he didn't have it in his wife's name?"
Why, I was taken sick myself lately--such thing will happen even in the
best regulated families, you know.
The doctor came and said that he
Would make another man of me.
"All right," said I, "and if you will,
Just send that other man your bill."
While I was on my way here there was a fire down in one of those thickly
populated streets where twenty families and more live, like sardines,
in a tenement. The fire engine came booming along, and as usual created
tremendous excitement.
[Illustration]
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