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OP" IT! I SHovO YOU.
V JOST STRAP DER. HEAD )
WOULDN'T BE ASLE To
ri He entered the meteorological of-
.nce, and said, in his jerky way:
"This here's where you give out
.weatner predictions, ain't it?"
The clerk, nodded.
"Well," continued the old man, "I
though as how I would come up and
give you some useful tip."
"Yes?" said the clerk, politely.
"I've watched very carefully, an' I
find that ye ain't always right"
'No; we sometimes make mis
"Course you do. We all do some
times. Now, I was thinWn' as how a
Oine that used to be on the auction
handbills down in our county might
do fust-rate on your weather predic
tions, and save you a lot of ex-
. '.'What was the line?"
"Wind an' weather permittin'."
He went down without waiting to
Uay. good-bye. I
AN UNEXPECTED GIFT
He was a shy young man, but in
his heart there raged a consuming
passion forjthe fair Florence. On his
way home from the city he managed
to screw his courage up sufficiently
to enter a jeweler's shop and pur
chase a small gift for the lady of his
This, he hoped, would pave the
way to the popping of the great
That night he called at her house
and found her alone. Producing a
small, square box from bis, pocket,
he said nervously:
"I have ventured to bring you a
small present, Miss Finn, but I am
afraid that perhaps it will not fit
your finger. Will you try it on?1
"Oh, dear," said the girl, blushing
most becomingly, "this isirite unex
pected! Why, I never dreamed that
you really cared enoughs "
Poor fool! Instead of grasping the
oportunity in both hands, he open
ed the box and produced a thimble!
Then the thermometer dropped about
THE OTHER END
"There, lad, 'tis a bonnie lass
you've married, and I wish you both
joy, said the old minister, as he
gazed at the beaming faces of the
young couple he had just united.
You re getting to end of all your
troubles now," he added encourag
ingly to the bridegroom.
Time went on, as time will,' and
a tew montns later tne old minister
met the young fellow who had start
ed matrimony with such a smiling
"You look pretty miserable, my
friend," said he.
"Well I might," came the sulky an
swer. "I thought you told me in the
church as how I'd got to the end of
all my troubles."
"Ah, so I did, lad," said the min- .
ister, with a glimmer in his eye, "but
I didn't say which end!"
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