Curing Two Afflictions — 521
An American secretary of state had two afflictions—an obliging doorkeeper and a pertinacious office-hunter. Day after day the latter called, and the former was too polite to shut him out. The secretary, when he could stand the nuisance no longer, said to the doorkeeper: “Do you know what that man comes after?” “Yes,” replied the functionary, “an office, I suppose.” “True, but do you know what office?” “No.” “Well, then, I’ll tell you; he wants your office.” The bore was admitted no more.