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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 14, 1912, Image 14

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Imagine, gentle reader, tHe joy
of King Lupmenugun when, at
even, the stranger reappeared be
fore him and laid at his feet the
seven tongues of the dragon.
Imagine, too, the blushes of the
Princess Anatasia.
The king embraced the stran
ger and said: "Take her, and "
"Wait," stammered the stran
ger. "I have a wife and four chil
dren at home of whom I am very
The princess swooned and was
carried away by her ladies-in-waiting.
"If it please your majesty," the
stranger continued, "your beauti
ful daughter shall be spared to
brighten a worthier man's hearth
stone. I said I would name my re
ward. Listen. As a child I was
fragile.and enemic. As a young
man I was far from sturdy. I
studied chemistry. I discovered a
marvelous potion, the ingredients
of which include neither arsenic,
morphine nor other poisonl This
potion put red blood in my veins
and .smews on my bones, and as
evidence of my strength and
prowess I lay the seven tongues
of the dragon at your majesty's
"This potion is put up m pellet
form and is on sale at all drug
stores. I call it Enameled Pellets
for Enemic People. I propose to
exploitEnameled Pellets on a gi
gantic scale by means of a stock
company and if your majesty
will but grant me the use of your
name to head the list of direc
tors "
"Granted' said the king.
flf H
Politics isn't the only game
heing played at Chicago. Almost
equally important is the social
game, in which the wives of most
of the big guns are
taking a flyer. The
men, too, are drag
ged into it and most
of them go about as
reluctantly as Bob-j
by to medicine.
The latest states
man to hatch intca
social butterfly is
ydur old pal, Col.
Harry S. New of In
diana, whose pants
bag. Old-time poli-j;
ticiana gasped in sts-?S
tonishment when
New appeared in the lobby of the
Blackstone the other evening
dolled Up iR Hoosier impersona
tion of Beau Brummel,
But the Colonel had bucked at
fashion's dictates as to head And
feet. No graceful pumps; nay,
not. Beneath the sharply-creased
trouser legs peeped good, soid,
black leather, square-toed, work
ing shoes, neatly polished, but faf
from patent leather, while on his
Jhead reposed his regular, never
missmg 'black Stetson, with1
sweepirig brim. f
He looked as if he washavhtg
about as good a time as a bar
keeper at a Methodist -prayer,
- o o
"J, am not quite satisfied with;
your references." "Neither am I,
mum,bur they are the best I could

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