Ah, what an imposing affair
it is! As we lean back in a chair and 1ook at it, and close our eyes, we
can see millions in it, in our mind. It is a cross between Alex.
Mitchell's safe and a child's bank. It is not full, but it has evidently
been taking something. It is a grand feeling to walk along the streets and
feel that your head contains the secret which opens the safe. No one but
yourself and your maker, and the maker of the safe knows the three numbers
which will cause it to open. The numbers are safe with you, and the All
Seeing Eye you have confidence will not give it away, so that the only
show a burglar has is to get solid with the maker of the safe.
What a piece of mechanism is the lock of a safe! The man we bought it of
gave us the programme that opens it. You go to the dial turn the knob, put
your finger by your nose and wink. If you leave out the wink, the safe
will not open, but we never leave out the wink. The trouble is, if there
is a lady customer in with a bill, and we go to open the safe, we wink too
many times and have to go all over it again. Then we place the numbers in
their order, 4-11-44, and when the "four" is exactly opposite the
dipthong, we turn the knob back three revolutions, light a cigar,
and walk three times around the room. That is to give the mechanism in the
Inside time to coalesce.
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