(...)"The man from Chicago felt the ice thicken; he muttered to himself:
"Mean thing to say of anybody, but I bet he's from Boston."
He subsided for awhile, but at last he bent forward and touched the man in front of him.
"First visit to Noo York?" (By the way, does anyone ever say New York ?)
The man in front was that rare bird, a born New Yorker; he was insulted that anyone should fail to see this glory sticking out all over him. He grunted and said nothing.
The man from Chicago grew desperate. He whirled his chair on its pivot, and, so to speak, faced the man behind him.
"Who are the Democrats going to nominate this time ?"
It seemed there was no escape. But this man was a genius; he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. The Chicagoan rose with a sigh and started for the door. On the (...)"