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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 23, 1913, LAST EDITION, Image 17

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HE WAS SLIGHTED
Sandy McTavish was sitting weep
ing at his fireside.
"Eh, Sandy, mon," said a neighbor,
peeping in at the open window, at
tracted by the sounds of woe, "what's
ailin' ye?"
- "Oh. dear! Oh. dear!" sobbed San-
r' dy. "Donald McPherson's wife is
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A "I know she isn't," wailed Sandy,
'".but it jist seems as if everybody's
?gettin' a change but me."
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A JUL I
Some probable investors were be-
Jng shown over a building estate in
e country.
"Come this way, gentlemen," the
.agent said. "On the rising ground
-you can see how the land lies."
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SHE WAS SAFE
She was young and fair, and a tear
glistened in her eye as she laid her
curly head upon his shoulder, and ex
claimed: "Oh, George, I think if I found that
you did not love me, I should die."
"My darling," he answered, pass
ing his hand gently round her dim
pled chin, "I will always love you. Do
you think I would marry you if I did
not feel sure of it? In a few days at
the altar I shall vow to love you all
my life, and I will keep my vow."
A lovely kind of beatific happiness
played for a moment like sunshine on
her lips, and then she whispered:
"Oh, George, I like to hear you talk
like that. You have been so good
to me. You have given me a diamond
locket, and a gold watch and chain,
and rings that an angel might wear
outside her gloves and not -be asham
ed; and if I thought that one day
you'd be sorry you'd given me all
these nice things and want them
back again, I should break my heart"
He held her gently against his
manly breast, and answered with a
quavering voice:
"Oh, my darling, there is nothing
on earth that could happen that
would make me repent giving you a
few tokens of my love, or make me
wact them back again."
She sprang from his arms like a
joyous deer, she shook back her sun
ny curls, and, with a whole poem in
her hazel eyes, exclaimed:
"Oh, George, you have taken a load
from my heart! I've come to say I
can't marry you after all, because,
I've seen somebody I like better, and
I thought you'd want your presents
back again."
"And the name is to be ?" asked
the suave minister, as he approached
the font with the precious armful of
fat and flounces. "Augustus Philip
Ferdinand Codrinton Chesterfield
Livingstone Snooks." "Dear, dear!"
Turning to the sexton: "A IltUo morjfl
water, Mr. Perkins, please. , ,
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