sat about in groups, eagerly discuss
ing something. Pauline was nowhere
to be seen.
"What's the matter?" demanded
l Miss Frances, "Where is Pauline Dit-
k ton?" ,
There was a general glance at the
blackboard. On it Miss Prances read:
"Dear Miss Prances, John was the
carpenter and he thinx I ought to get
married now Im nearly 17 so I cant
come back next year. Thank you for
the aster and physic but John says
domestic siens suits both of us just
now. Respfly Paulhie Smith."
NOT STONE BLIND
Proudly he walked up to his be
trothed, and drew from his pocket a
small morocco case. Opening it, he
took out a ring a single diamond
and placed it on her tapering finger.
She looked at it.
"It's very small!" she said, and
paused. Then: "And not very bril
Poor fellow J His smile vanished;
but, quickly recovering himself, he
laughed, and said:
"Ah, sweetheart, but love is blind!"
Raising her limpid eyes to his, she
"Yes, dear, but not stone blind!"
HORSES ARE PENSIONED, BUT
THIS OLD MAN MUST WORK
San Francisco, Cal., Dec. 11. Re
cently Mayor James Rolph pensioned
six fire horses which had served the
city for from 6 to 14 years.
Aged John Tonett is rounding out
nearly a half century's 'service for
the city. For 40 of his 75 years this
timorous little old wraith of a man,
now tottering 'neath the weight of
his age, has pushed a broom on San
Francisco's streets. Time has whit
ened his head and palsied his tread,
age has cracked his voice and made
it quaver and dimmed his watery blue
eyes, but still his spirit is staunch and
' "I haven't got time to talk," John
Tonett said. "No;"I don't remember
when I first vent to work for the
city. Ys, it -was inany years ago
40, 1 think-when I-was a young man.
I have spent more than half my life
on the ciEstreets. But navent
got time "to -talk I must get at my
street,'" and the .aged sweeper trun
dled his brt6m anfl scraper out onto
And SantjFVancisco pensions its
horses.' , ,
John TotrettMged Street Sweeper.
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