(xx) Lolita di Rienzi's Suggestion

Well sir, it's late afternoon as we approach the small house halfway up on the next block now. And here on the front porch we find Mr. and Mrs. Victor Gokes, swinging gently in the sway.

The master of the Bonaise is newly arrived home from the office, and he's saying please it lead to his wife. Well, I'm back in harness and traveling the same old wagon once again, and it certainly feels good.

Nice sensation, I suppose, to sit at your desk and say hello to all the clerks and people you haven't seen for two weeks. a nice sensation. No man get away from the grind 15 or 16 days like I did and it's a real pleasure to return. Man feels refreshed and ready to pitch in. Even ugly old Steve

chest butter looked good to me after not having seen them for two weeks. I don't know how much you weigh. I have the pittiest wife in McLean County. Oh boy. No but it is nice to be back. This new and a few of us were loafing around on a telephone switchboard there laughing and chewing the rag and

kidding back and forth and waiting for the one o'clock was to the blow and I had a real wave of affection sweep over me. affection for my job and the people I worked with. You probably had the same experience as so sure.

One of the things that give me a warm feeling was the conviction that my fellow workers like me and we're glad to have me back. Listen to me. I sound like I have with. Not all you don't.

Why, there was even a suggestion I write a series of articles for the newspaper. Oh? A series of articles for the newspaper describing my trip around the middle of West. Well... Why, that'd be nice.