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Show Ex-Congressman Russell Sage held up a peddler at Forty-second street and Fifth avenue the other afternoon and argued with him for fiteen minutes over the price of some article offered for sale. An acquaintance approached just as the king of puts and calls hastened to his home, a few doors away, and asked the peddler what the old fellow wanted. "Seexa button a quarter; my prize fiva quarter," said Autolycus. "Did you let him have six for a quarter?" "Take-a me fool-a? Lose-a three centa?" "Do you know who he is?" "I no care." "Why, that's Mr. Russell Sage, one of the richest men in the world. .He's got millions and millions to throw at buttons!" "But no seexa for quarter!"- New York Press. |