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Show Lost Articles Department. Bridget, who had administered the culinary affairs of the Morse household for many years, was sometimes torn between her devotion to her mistress and loyalty to the small son of the house. "Bridget," said Mrs. ' Morse, in a tone of wonder, after an inspection of the storeroom, "where have those splendid red apples gone that the man brought yesterday those four big ones?" "Well, now,' ma'am," said poor Bridget, Brid-get, "I couldn't rightly say; but I'm thinkin' if you was to find where my loaf o' hot gingerbread is, likely thim four red apples would be lyin' right on top of it, an' I'm hopin' his little stum-mick stum-mick can stand the slhrain." Youth's Companion. |