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Show Jumped Seven Feet. "Any news down my way?" repeated the farmer, as he mopped his team and bit a chow off his plug. "Well, I kin give you a lectin bit, I gueBS. It hain't earthquakes nor cyclones, cy-clones, but It does purty well for our place." "Well?" queried the lollgate man. "Well, the news Is that Jim William's Wil-liam's wife's canary bird got out of the cage the other day and she had to chase It more'n two hours to get It back." "Thai Isn't much news." "Nope, I s'pose not, but I was saving sav-ing the best for the last " "And what is It?" "Why, a tin peddler came along and bet Joe HarkliiH that he could outjump him, and Joe held his breath and Jumped seven feet and won the bet, and It's already settled that we are to run him for the legislature next fall." |