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Show Tird of Shilling. "Don't yuu waut to go to the better world, Tommy;" asked a Sunday school teacher of the new scholar. "No, muni," promptly replied tbe frank little How. "And why not, Tommy?" "Oh, when I die I want to go where a feller can rest." "Well, my boy, you can est there." "Well, in that song we sung it said we'd all shine there." "Certainly; don't you1 want to shine there:"' "No, i.nini, I don't want to shine there. 1 set enough of that here. I'm a shoeblack, mum." Toronto Empire. |