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Show j A Warblius Loafer. One uf tho disconsolate loafers &tood in the shade of a hitching post near tho Exchange corner yesterday, lazily looking on with mournful phiz and rueful countenance, us tho last stick of that hitherto convenient aivniug was wrested from its fastening. fasten-ing. Ho sighed audibly and often; but endeavored to impress the idea upon passers-by that tho removal did not affect him, by humming a well-known well-known and familiar tune. Nearing him we caught tho drift of his vocalization; vocali-zation; tho stanza wc overheard ran somewhat thus: Farewfll, awning, ynu will never, Sbeltor mn from Sal's lu-t rays; But, oh, n-'l torg.-t thee, n-ve-, LoMtiiiff elsewUero iheso warm days. |