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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 19, 1913, Image 17',
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Little Jim was buffering agonies
from earache, and his distracted
mother took him hurriedly to the
The medico, after a brief examina
,tion, found the boy's eara.to be full
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a syringe. "How on earth did vou
get into this state? Been swim
Jim eyed him sourly:
: "No," said he, "not swimmin'
v o o
" A mani.who had been one of the
passengers on a vessel which had
been given up as lost and was saved
almost by a miracle, on arriving at a
place from which he could send a
telegram, in great excitement for
warded the following: despatch to his
I partner: "I am saved. Try to break
Jit gently to my wife!"
Horace was a devout but
lover. So timid was he that, thoug i
the signs were favorable, he hd
never yet summoned up sufficient
spirit to ask his adored one the all
One day, however, whilst walking
with her in the garden, a wave of un
expected courage swept over him,
and he begged for a kiss.
"You may have just one," answer
ed the maiden. "But, remember, a
kiss may mean many things. On the
lips it signifies all or nothing; on the
band it shows respect, and on the
forehead friendship. Choose which
Horace, with his eyes on tho
ground, thought the matter over
carefully, though nervously. He was
roused at last from his meditations
by a soft sigh.
Raising his eyes, he beheld his di
vinity with her hat pulled down over
her forehead, her hands deep in t. i
pockets of her jacket, and her re
lips puckered as she sighed.
Horace guessed and guessed
Murphy approached the house of
Mrs. Malone with a troubled look. He
was the bearer" of bad news, and was
feeling very miserable.
He went around to the back of tl2
house and found Mrs. Malone at he
"Mrs. Malone," said he, "I have l 1
unfortunate thing to tell you."
"AncKwhat may that be, Joseph
"Your good man, Mrs. Malone, has
met with an accident,"
"An accident? What kind of ac
cident?" "Mrs. Malone, he was overcome by
the heat at the foundry this morn
ing." "And is he getting over it?"
"Well, ma'am, I shouldn't think so, .
He fell into the furnace!" .
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