The man in the familiar stovepipe hat smiled as he approached the box office at Ford’s. He had been looking forward to this evening’s performance of “Our American Cousin.” He needed a laugh badly... and besides, it might lift Mary out of the melancholia that had recently settled upon her.
“Two, please,” he said, in a surprisingly high and nasal voice.
“Of course, Mr. President,” stammered the ticket-seller. “That will be seven dollars.”
But all he had was six-fifty. Damn! He’d have to ask Major Rathbone for four bits.
They’d remember April 14, he thought. The day Lincoln was short.
[Check out The Wacky Adventures of Abraham Lincoln at the 100 Word Stories Podcast.]
“Two, please,” he said, in a surprisingly high and nasal voice.
“Of course, Mr. President,” stammered the ticket-seller. “That will be seven dollars.”
But all he had was six-fifty. Damn! He’d have to ask Major Rathbone for four bits.
They’d remember April 14, he thought. The day Lincoln was short.
[Check out The Wacky Adventures of Abraham Lincoln at the 100 Word Stories Podcast.]
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