By this time heads were peeping out from…
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Porterperson
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a.k.a. old man Porter
drummerperson
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a.k.a. traveling man
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By this time heads were peeping out from
behind curtains and the porter was on his way
to the traveling man’s berth and a cry of “Oh,
my, there is my stomach! I’m dead!” The
exclamation was topped off by the mustard
plaster being thrown out on the aisle of the car.
The porter then grabbed the drummer and
shook him until awake. During the first stages
of sensibility he muttered : “Oh, my stomach
is gone, gone!”