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Updated: June 21, 2025
Do you think, my good friend, you could get me that job again?" "Boobenstein," I exclaimed, "I can get you reinstated at once. It will be some small return for your kindness to me in Germany." "Good," said the count. "Let us sail at once for Canada." "One thing, however," I said. "You may not know that since you left there are no longer beer waiters in Toronto because there is no beer.
Ramshack taxis, similar to the one in which we had driven, forced their way as best they could through the crowded thoroughfare, moving evidently in the direction of the government buildings. "Hurry, hurry!" said Von Boobenstein, clutching me by the arm, "or we shall be too late. It is as I feared." "What is it?" I said; "what's the matter?"
We entered and were shown by a servant into a little front room where a venerable looking gentleman, evidently a Lutheran minister, was seated in a corner at a writing table. He turned on our entering and at the sight of the uniform which I wore jumped to his feet with a vigorous and unexpected oath. "It is all right, Admiral," said Count Von Boobenstein. "My friend is not really a sailor."
We can talk as we go." "But Von Boobenstein," I said, "you speak of the people who made the war; surely you were all in favour of it?" "In favour of it! We were all against it." "But the Kaiser," I protested. "The Kaiser, my poor master! How he worked to prevent the war! Day and night; even before anybody else had heard of it.
You are General Count Boob von Boobenstein." The general sank down in his chair, his face pale beneath its plaster of rouge. "Hush!" he said. "If they learn it, it is death." "My dear Boob," I said, "not a word shall pass my lips." The general grasped my hand. "The true spirit," he said, "the true English comradeship; how deeply we admire it in Germany!" "I am sure you do," I answered.
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