Wonder whether accidents will be as numerous as usual during this
excursion season.
Wonder if a train, conveying third-class passengers, was ever known to
start without somebody or other exclaiming, "_Now_ we're off!"
Wonder why it is that foreigners in general, and fat Germans in
particular, always will persist in smoking with the windows shut.
Wonder whether anybody was ever known to bellow out the name of any
station in such a manner that a stranger could succeed in understanding
him.
Wonder whether it is cheaper to pay for broken bones, or for such
increase of service as, in very many cases, might prevent their being
broken.
Wonder how a signalman can by any means contrive to keep a cool head on
his shoulders, while working as one sees him in a signal-box of glass,
and the temperature of the tropics.
Wonder if upon an average there are three men in a thousand who have
never been puzzled by the hieroglyphics in _Bradshaw_.
Wonder whether any railway guard or porter has ever been detected in the
very act of virtuously declining to accept a proffered tip, on the
ground that money, by the bye-laws, is forbidden to be taken by servants
of the company.
Wonder how many odd coppers the boys who sell the newspapers pocket in a
week by the benevolence of passengers.
Wonder what diminution there would be in the frequency of accidents,
supposing directors were made purse-onally liable.
Wonder whether people take to living at Redhill because it is so
redhilly accessible by railway.