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Show A Legend. A day or two since a . stranger in the city was making in- quiriea about the "Pontiao Elm" at B.oody Run, and finally accepted the ofler ol a boot-black to go up Jeflerson aveuuo aud point out the historic relic. re-lic. When the tree had been looked over and the ravine explored tbe stranger asked: "Boy, are there any legends connected con-nected with thia spot?" "I guess there's one," replied tbe lad. "What is it ?" "Well, ns near aa I kin remember, a feller got a boy to come up here with him and look around and answer questions, and when they got back down town he never paid the boy a cent nni a rtu "He didn't." Aud what happened lo him ?.asked the stranger as he lifted his left eye. "Ho got drowned the same night, while the bov ia rich and hinh-toned and wears a velvet vest." "Hum !" mused the Btranger, as he passed out a quarter without further fur-ther delay. Detroit Press. |