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A Washington car conductor, born in London and still a cockney, has

succeeded in extracting thrills from the alphabet--imparting excitement

to the names of the national capitol's streets. On a recent Sunday

morning he was calling the streets thus:



"Haitch!"



"High!"



"Jay!"



"Kay!"



"Hell!"



At this point three prim ladies picked up their prayer-books and left

the car.--_Lippincott's Magazine_.





Andrew Lang once invited a friend to dinner when he was staying in

Marlowe's road, Earl's Court, a street away at the end of that long

Cromwell road, which seems to go on forever. The guest was not very

sure how to get there, so Lang explained:



"Walk right' along Cromwell road," he said, "till you drop dead and my

house is just opposite!"



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