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Show Svcd by Ills Wife. ''When trade grew slack, and notes fell due, the merchant's face grew long and blue; his dreams were troubled through the night with sheriff bail i fie all in sight. To this his wife unto him said, 'Rise up at once, get out of bed. get your paper, ink and pen. and advertise to all good men.' He did as his good wife advised, and in the papers advertised: Crowds came and bought of all he had; his notes were paid, bis dreams were glad: and he will tell you to this day, how well The Bugler did repay. |