Mr. Milquetoast is asked by a Californian and a New Yorker if he is going to the World's Fair.
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!
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.
Gee, Rody! Just look what a swell World's Fair we could have!
The Perfect Nazi.
Hm - my dear, don't you think it might be safer if we didn't keep in step while crossing this bridge?
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.
Mr. Milquetoast, whose bank account shows a balance of $16.05, has been told that fear is largely responsible for our present condition
The days when theatre tickets grew on trees
Mr. Milquetoast happens to read the fine print on his theatre ticket
Whenever Mr. Milquetoast meets a friend at the steamer he imagines he is suspected of smuggling
Astronomy in the Nineties
Mr. Milquetoast, a few minutes late for the curtain, misses the entire first act, rather than disturb the person next his aisle seat
The days when theatre passes grew on trees
The inspiration to become an autograph collector
[Man killed by Nazi officer.]
Mr. Milquetoast never likes to be seen looking at undraped statuary
Recognition from a master
Mr. Milquetoast adjusts his garter
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