PITTSBURG


"How about that airship?"



"It went up in smoke."



"Burned, eh?"



"Oh, no. Made an ascension at Pittsburg."





SKYBOUGH--"Why have you put that vacuum cleaner in front of your

airship?"



KLOUDLEIGH--"To clear a path. I have an engagement to sail over

Pittsburg."





A man just back from South A
erica was describing a volcanic

disturbance.



"I was smoking a cigar before the door of my hotel," said he, "when I

was startled by a rather violent earthquake. The next instant the sun

was obscured and darkness settled over the city. Looking in the

direction of the distant volcano, I saw heavy clouds of smoke rolling

from it, with an occasional tongue of flame flashing against the dark

sky.



"Some of the natives about me were on their knees praying; others darted

aimlessly about, crazed with terror and shouting for mercy. The landlord

of the hotel rushed out and seized me by the arm.



"'To the harbor!' he cried in my ear.



"Together we hurried down the narrow street. As we panted along, the

dark smoke whirled in our faces, and a dangerous shower of red-hot

cinders sizzled about us. Do you know, I don't believe I was ever so

homesick in all my life!"



"Homesick?" gasped the listener. "Homesick at a time like that?"



"Sure. I live in Pittsburg, you know."



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