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Show A True Story. As his bachelor friends caught sight ol his head the other day, they said in chorus: "Why, George, you're getting bald. You're t-tudying Uo ,h:ird." "Yes," returned George, as i he blushed, and tho thought of home ! became more vivid to his mind; "I'm read I've been reading a gxxl deal llaP'Iy," and he drew his bat closer over his eyes as bo wulkod a war, iu leave tue impression that it was studying that was thinning those !o ks of which be had been so proud, only six months previous, on his wedding day. As he passed around the corner one of tho bachelors Baid; j"Iknc.T George's wife would make (Liui Milk iho chalk, but 1 hardly 'lie ;i!i: she'd go to snatching out his . i.air to soon as this. Poor fellow; jl feel very sorrow (or him. Let's go j plt.'n a litUe." And they went into a saloon, paying that all the women wtre alike very nieo and all that, before marriage, but . |