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When an English judge was once leaving home for town, his wife begged him to let her come along. As it was in the days of carriages, she couldn’t travel as often as she liked. The judge said, “I shall be very happy, dear, but I hope you won’t take any large hat boxes with you — there’s no room for silly whatnots in the carriage.”
The next morning they set off. On the way, the judge stretched out his legs and hit something under the seat. It was a hat box! He became terribly angry, opened the carriage window, and threw the box out.
The coachman stopped. “A box has fallen out by accident,” he thought. The servant got down to pick it up.
“Drive on! Drive on!” shouted the angry judge. “Leave that thing in the mud!”
The next morning they reached the town where the judge was supposed to appear in court. He dressed himself in his robes and was ready — but couldn’t find his wig.
“Now,” said he, “where on earth is my wig? I can’t go to court without it.”
“Your wig, sir?” said the servant. “But you threw it out of the carriage window yourself yesterday.”
