Show rot not HIS HI funeral this 1 Is vouched couched tor for as aa a true story the rain was tailing falling in torrents the homeward bound commuter in rubbers rubber and raincoat holding an umbrella against the storm was making his big way along the street when he spied a coach standing in front of a house where craps crape on the door indica ed the imminence of 0 a funeral the driver was huddled under oilskins oil skins on the box say can you rush me to the sta tion yelled the pedestrian the driver looked at his watch yes tea I 1 guess I 1 can make it he b said mid the commuter lumped jumped in and the coach rattled off As his unexpected tire fare dismounted at the station and handed the driver a dollar that worthy remarked a dast do it sir it 1 known the preacher ill sit kit tack lack in plenty of 0 time for or the procession ce salon I 1 1 I know the preather preacher too said the commuter as a he h mad a dash for his hi train |