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Show . . Socially Launched. In bis nutivo town Jimmy had always al-ways been most xipulur with young and old, but when be was sent awuy to boarding school, bo was for a Hum too homesick to make friends. Ills first letter was llttlo more than a wall. "I'm way behind the other boys In everything," ho wrote. dolefully. " 'Tlsn't only studios, but It's gymn.v rlum and banjos and everything. I don't bellevn they'll ever have much use for me." Hut the second letter, written arter a week In the new school, was quite different In lone. "I'm all right," ho write to his mother. "The boys say they'll teach me all they know, for they're proud to have mo here. I can stretch rny mouth half an Inch wider than any other boy In school, and my feet are the longest by a full Inch. So you needn't worry about mo any more." Youth's Companion. Difficult to Answer, Explaining tho happenings of tho sixth day of the creation. Miss Frances Fran-ces Hartz read to her Sabbath school class: "And the Ixird God formed man out of the dust of tho ground." "Well," spoke up one kid, "that's notbln' now. Did be put liim In tho sun to dry, the way we do our mud pies?" Miss Hartz discreetly slurred tho answer and proceeded with her lea-son. lea-son. Cleveland louder. To the Point. Over In lloboken In a shop frequented frequent-ed by Germans, hangs a sign framed In mournful blark, reading thus: "We regret to Inform our honored customers that our good and generous friend, Mr. Credit, expired today. He was a noble soul, always willing and helpful, but bus been falling for some time. May be rest in pence. PAY CASH!" It sometimes happens that a street fmlit ri minds a married man that there sro other places like home. |