Show Jot in a Great Cltj My poor little boy said tho kind hearted fa farmer you look tired Have you walked Ever since morning replied tho little fellow fel-low with quivering lip as he climbed up on a stump by the wayside to rest and brushed tho dust of the rural highway from his travel stained clothes My mother is in Chicago on a visit and Im just homesick to see her I slipped away from the house thf morning and struck out across the country Pm getting ting oh r tired of these big fields Is it much further to Chicago Little ono said tho sympathetic agriculturist agricul-turist wiping a tear from his own eye at tho rate you wero walking when you struck my farm I should judge yonvo beenin C cago for tho last two hours Chicago T buns < |