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Show Would Find Use for It. After a day and a night spent in answering an-swering telephone calls from people-who people-who wanted the latest news from Peary and Dr. Cook, the secretary of one of the arctic clubs had retired for a well-earned rest, when the persistent per-sistent 'phone bell rang again. A voice at the other end said: "Do you want the ambulance sent right over?" "What ambulance?" roared the irate secretary. "Why, the one you sent for." "I sent for no ambulance." "You lie!" The secretary gasped, then he screamed into the 'phone: "Send it as soon as possible, and you come over, too, and I'll send you back in it!" |