Mr. Jack Prest was going home one night in the street car. It was
late, and the man sitting next to him began to talk. "What business
are you in?" he asked. "The advertising business," replied Jack.
"Is that so? Well, well, I used to be in the advertising business
myself. I gave it up though and went into the rag-and-old-bottle
business. I was a sandwich man for the Empire Theatre for six
months." "Say," and he leaned over confidentially, "Ain't it hard
when the wind blows?"