iho5th ( ai anfefc&g, tin? njvoagy
breakd&wn, and Ju&;s6n. Ransom
cauie.down, the mountain side at the
Gap one glorious-morning, singing as
he went, his face radiant. .. ' ,. -"I
suppose you've beard, of the
wedding, boys," he sa'id. "I've come1
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.to Jnyftfe.jxm, Sscane neve? forget
old friends. We'll have a dance, but
no riot. I can't fight or 'drink any
more,4 butif any of you, want to argue
on the moral questions of the day,
I'm'here. with the goods.,"
(Copyright by W- G. Chapman.)
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"illiam Jennings, Bryan.
"What makes you-thinks the--baby
is 'going to-be a, great "'politician?"
asked the .young" mother,- anxiously.
"IH tell you'lanswer'iea' th'e young
father confidently. "He can say more
things 'that sound well and. mean
nothing "at all than-any kid I- ever
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