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Show NOT YET CONVICTED o One afternoon n stranger dobnrkod from a train at a hustling town In tho west and headed up tho street. Finally ho mot a party that looked llko a native "Pardon mo," Bald tho Btrangor, halting tho llkoly-looklng party. "Aro you a resident of this town?" "Yes, sir," was tho ready rojoln-dor rojoln-dor of tho other. "Boen horo something some-thing llko fifty years. What can I do for you?" "I am looking for a criminal law-yor," law-yor," rosponded tho stranger. "Havo you ono horo?" fWoll." rofloctlvoJy answered tho nntlvo, "wo think wo havo, but wo can't provo it on him." |