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hostesses. Then Roy fell to what it was all about. "Who hired you?" he asked. "Mr. So and So." "Well," said Roy, "you get him to pay you." And he let them pay the taxi after that one and walked off.

Another was of Charlie Pierce, ex-manager of the Transportation Dept. of the Boston office, a famed salesman in the old days. Charlie would sell a job and then send out a corps of engineers to find out what he sold. Once he went to Portland to get a big order for some street car equipment, taking Joe Queeny with him. When they walked into the Prudential office in the afternoon, they were told to come back in two days. "I can't do business today, Charlie," said the Pres, "I've got a track gang out laying a mile of track tonight, must be done by 8 AM and I can't talk business for a couple days." "Why," said Charlie expansively, "don't worry about that. It just happens I have the best tracklayer in the country here with me, Mr. Queeny." Queeny was quaking because he knew nothing about track work. But he was commissioned to take over the job while Charlie talked business with the President. Joe saw they were sawing off the rails and happened to remember he had seen rails chipped and then broken, much quicker. So he bawled out, "Cut out that sawing! Do it this way!" And they finished to job at midnight. Charlie Pierce