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ABSENTMINDEDNESS
The
man of the house finally
took all the disabled
umbrellas to the
repairer's. Next
morning on his way to the
office, when he got up to
leave the street car, he
absentmindedly laid hold of
the umbrella belonging to a
woman beside him, for he was
in the habit of carrying
one. The woman
cried "Stop
thief!" rescued her
umbrella and covered the man
with shame and confusion.
That same day, he stopped at
the repairer's, and received
all eight of his umbrellas
duly restored. As he entered
a street car, with the
unwrapped umbrellas tucked
under his arm, he was
horrified to behold glaring
at him the lady of his
morning adventure. Her
voice came to him charged
with a withering scorn:
"Huh! Had
a good day, didn't
you?"
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The absentminded
inventor perfected a parachute
device. He was taken up in
a balloon to make a test of the
apparatus. Arrived
at a height of a thousand feet,
he climbed over the edge of the
basket, and dropped out.
He had fallen two hundred yards
when he remarked to himself, in
a tone of deep regret:
"Dear me! I've gone
and forgotten my umbrella."
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The professor, who was
famous for the
wool-gathering of his
wits, returned home, and
had his ring at the door
answered by a new
maid. The girl
looked at him
inquiringly:
"Um --ah-- is
Professor Johnson at
home?" he asked,
naming himself.
"No sir," the
maid replied, "but
he is expected any
moment now."
The professor turned
away, the girl closed
the door. Then the
poor man sat down on the
steps to wait for
himself.
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The
clergyman, absorbed in
thinking out a sermon,
rounded a turn in the
path and bumped into a
cow. He swept off
his hat with a flourish,
exclaiming:
"I beg your pardon,
madam."
Then he observed
his error, and was
greatly chagrined.
Soon, however, again
engaged with thoughts of
the sermon, he collided
with a lady at another
bend of the path.
"Get out of the
way, you brute!" he
said.
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The
most absent-minded of
clergymen was a
Methodist minister who
served several churches
each Sunday, riding from
one to another on
horseback. One
Sunday morning he went
to the stable while
still meditating on his
sermon and attempted to
saddle the horse.
After a long period of
toil, he aroused to the
fact that he had put the
saddle on himself, and
had spent a full half
hour in vain efforts to
climb on his own back.
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