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Show Enterprise. A Boston doctor sat in a front seat In a Tremont street theatre the other night. In the breathless silence as the third act neared its climax, there was a commotion near the door, and then a grave voice said: "Is Dr. Blank in the audience?" Dr. Blank rose calmly. He passed down the aisle with the serious, self-contained self-contained air of one on whom the life of a fellow creature depends. A young man awaited him at the door. "Well?" said the doctor. "Well, sir, what is it?" "Doctor," said the young man, as he drew a large wallet from his breast pocket, "I'm Cash & Payup's new collector. Would it be convenient conveni-ent for you to settle that small account ac-count this evening?" Washington Star. |