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Show Evenly Matched. A boy sat on a rail fence inclosing & cornfield. A city chap passing, ' said: I "Your corn looks kind of yellow, Hub." I "Yep, that's the kind wo planted," said Hub. "It doesn't look ns If you would get more than half a crop," observed tho city chap. "Nope; we don't expect to landlord gets tho other half," retorted the joiingsler. Tho stranger hesitated n moment and then ventured; "You nro not wry fnr from a foolish fool-ish fellow, nro )ou. Hub?" "Nopo. not inore'n ten feet," said tho boy and the city chap passed on. |