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Show Tlx Got lower Berth. The smallest man in the stato is not Superintendent Thomas Jefferson Carlton. Carl-ton. All reports to the contrary, he i ime of the heaviest men in the west. His weight is not altogether in his diameter either. He is big up, big in brain and heart and every way. When he has sport it is colossal. One night he boarded board-ed a sleeper to start for the Baltimore conference of charities. All the lower berths were taken. There was one up-' per berth, and Col. Carlton engaged it. He had the conductor point out to him the possessor of the ticket of the lower berth, same section. He was a slim, dud-ish dud-ish young man. "My friend," said the big man, approaching ap-proaching the youth, 'I am glad to become be-come acquainted with you before bedtime. bed-time. Are yon a Christian?" "Well er I don't know. Why?" "The last man that slept under me was not, and I always felt some measure of remorse." "Why?" "I ought to have told him that I weighed three hundred and fifteen pounds. However, he carried accident insurance. I hope, by the way, that you carry a large policy in a good company. These upper berths are not insured. Still, it is only about a three foot drop. What word shall I send to your friends?" "Are you can't I induce you to exchange ex-change berths with me? Really, I never could sleep in these close lowor berths." The dicker was made, and the hefty superintendent su-perintendent peacefully slept in the lower story while the slim young man made scarcely an impression on the berth above. Indianapolis News. |