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The code of manners enjoyed by the Germans needs scarcely any further illumination, but the following incident may serve as further light upon this threadbare subject. A physician boarded a crowded crosstown car. A woman was standing, and a big German seated, sprawling over twice the space necessary. Indignantly the doctor said to him: See here! Why don't you move a little so that this tired woman may have a seat? For a moment the German looked dazed. Then a broad smile spread over his countenance as he answered: Say, dot's a joke on you, all right! Dot's my vife! |