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THE DAILY SHORT STORY
By the flickering light of the
brushwood "fire, Clarence of Keo
kuk read the column headed
"Vanity Fair."- Hamburg and
the Shoshone -'Tough and the
others listened withjanguid inter
est, interjecting here and there
facetious remarks orient the
foibles of the "rich.
"Here's a j4ame wot wore a
peck of green diamonds to a dago
prince's ball," dbserved Clarence
of Keokuk. "Now one of them
sparklers would V kept this
bunch in hay and oats for a year.
'.Tain't right it ain't !"
Thev others chuckled their ac
quiescence aiid one brought crum
bh'rigerice rails to make a bon
nier fire. Clarence of Keokuk
turned again to the column' of
Vanity Fair, and as he read his
scowl became deeper.
"Here's u lady wid four hy
phens in her name went and give
a pink ball and strung a yard of
pearls around everybody's neck
for favors. And there's the Sho
shone Tough and me hungry for
"With 'lasses," put in the Sho-'
shbne Tough, licking his rough
"I tell you, these aristocrats is
a phoney bunch "persisted Clar
ence of Keokuk, glaring savagely,
at the others.
.'What would you do if you was
orte of them?" asked the Tough.
'You'd waste good coin on helio-
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