What! You haven't heard about Henry? Why he was the 19,583,691st person to enter gate four at the World's Fair! Mr. Whalen sent him his photograph!
Mr. Milquetoast is asked by a Californian and a New Yorker if he is going to the World's Fair.
After miles of walking at the fair, you finally arrive at home, kick off those hot, tight shoes, and spend the balance of the evening wriggling your grateful toes.
Mr. Milquetoast never likes to be seen looking at undraped statuary
Hm - my dear, don't you think it might be safer if we didn't keep in step while crossing this bridge?
The lady who came to the world's fair in a trailer
Recognition from a master
Mr. Milquetoast, a few minutes late for the curtain, misses the entire first act, rather than disturb the person next his aisle seat
Mr. Milquetoast writes at length to some market tipsters, giving them a list of his almost worthless stocks.
When the girl of the gay nineties saw her first Gibson picture and realized that all men were not the snub nosed, freckled, gangling roughnecks she had become accustomed to in her own little town.
Whenever Mr. Milquetoast meets a friend at the steamer he imagines he is suspected of smuggling
The Nazi prisoner who said New York had been bombed flat
The days when theatre passes grew on trees
Astronomy in the Nineties
Her first love, Richard Harding Davis' Van Bibber.
No Loitering
Mr. Milquetoast, whose bank account shows a balance of $16.05, has been told that fear is largely responsible for our present condition
The inspiration to become an autograph collector
Mr. Milquetoast never feels quite so inferior as he does when passing one of those haughty show window dummies
Mr. Milquetoast happens to read the fine print on his theatre ticket