While a Division Superintendent of
a railway was attending closely to his business of
placing obstructions on the track and tampering with
the switches he received word that the President of
the road was about to discharge him for incompetency.
“Good Heavens!” he cried;
“there are more accidents on my division than
on all the rest of the line.”
“The President is very particular,”
said the Man who brought him the news; “he
thinks the same loss of life might be effected with
less damage to the company’s property.”
“Does he expect me to shoot
passengers through the car windows?” exclaimed
the indignant official, spiking a loose tie across
the rails. “Does he take me for an assassin?”
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