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To meet every situation which arises, and to do it in diplomatic language, is only the gift of the elect: Waiter, bring me two fried eggs, some ham, a cup of coffee, and a roll, said a traveler in a city of the Middle West. Bring me the same, said his friend, "but eliminate the eggs." Yessir, said the waiter. In a moment he came back, leaned confidentially and penitently over the table, and whispered: We 'ad a bad accident just before we opened this mornin', sir, and the 'andle of the liminator got busted off. Will you take yer eggs fried, same as this 'ere gentleman? |