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Show Domestic Tragedy. "My dear," remarked the eminent tragedian, as he and his spouse sat at the breakfast table. After her first start of EtSifjrise at being addressed in such an endearing endear-ing manner, she listened attentively. "My dear," the eminent tragedian said again (sort of a curtain call, it "went so well" with the audience the first time), "I was about to observe that the coffee reminds me of the quality of mercy, as noted by the divine di-vine bard." "How is that?" asked "dear," delighted de-lighted that even in her housework she was preserving Shakespearean traditions. jjj : "The quality of mercy," rolled out the tragic voice of the eminent tragedian, trage-dian, "is not strained." But the pleasant relations hitherto existing in the eminent tragedian's household were strained for a day or bo. |