Captain Lote was not in the habit of taking his women-folks on his voyages with him.
Captain Lote was in the inner office, the morning newspaper in his hand, when his grandson entered and closed the door behind him.
Captain Lote did not open the envelope, but instead tapped his desk with it and regarded his grandson in a meditative way.
"Albert's goin' to take hold here with us in the office," went on Captain Lote.
She prayed each night for the defeat of the Hun, whereas Captain Lote was for licking him first and praying afterwards.
