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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, January 16, 1912, Image 20

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you ao not give tne price
ip asKea, unless you are a toreigner.
A market woman and a bour
geoise will dicker for 10 minutes
over the value of a sou. The sale
will not be completed until the
former has thrown in a few leaves
of cabbage or a couple of onions,
extra, to go into the pot au feu.
Moral mind car hardly con
ceive any kind of edible which
you cannot find in a big French
city market. Not only, is every
ordinary kind of food exposed for
sale, but many things appear
which surprise the newcomer.
Next to a cake or bread stall, per
haps you find a large marble slab
covered with dishes or coagulated
chickens' blood.
By noon all is over. The huge
umbrellas are folded up, the stalls
taken down and packed away, the
donkeys harnessed again.
"Allons, ma petite!" cry the
cheery old voices. "Whack '" goes
the ever-ready stick. Martin, as
all good donkeys are called in
France, whisks his tail and jogs
patiently away.
The "dear old ladies" once
more resume their interrupted
knitting on the homeward way.
o o
THE SCHO'OLS ARE BLIND
Ever watch a city crowd shuf
fling to work in the morning?
Evef see so many sick, famished
people? What keeps them from
turning to tlie land of happiness?
Only their ignorance of the ele
ments and the joy of making
things grow. What a chance for
the schools ! Oh, what a chance !
Fied Schaefer,
CAUSE OFyRATH
Jf&f r
"What is he so angry with you
for"?
"I haven't the slightest idea.
We met in the street, and we were
talking just as friendly as 'could
be, when, all of a sudden h& flared
up and tried to kick me."
"And what were you-talking
'about?"
"Oh, just ordinary small talk. I
remember he said, 'I always kiss
my wife three or four times every
day."
"And what didyou say?"
"I said, 'I know at least a dozen
men who do the same,' and then
he had a fit." s
o o
You ask me, friend, why I am
"blue"
And given to depression ;
There's cause enough, the gas
bill's due,
I'm sad beyond expression.
o o
Whenever you do your best
you make someone ashamed that
he isn't doing his'bes't..
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