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Show Th Boy Got It Afterward. A certain Dexter man isn't a soecess s a mouser. Furthermore, he has a young son who has shown himself shockingly shock-ingly deficient in the way of compassion for the suffering. The other morning a mouse crept cautionsly from tho open door of the cellarway. The man of the house grabbed a broom, care-fully poised his weapon and launched a mighty blow at the venturesome rodent. As he struck his toe caught in a rug and away h gayly went, head first, bump, thump, bang to the bottom of the cellar rtairs. As he was trying to remember whether 'twas last year or day before to-morrow be became conscious of a face peeking cVer the door sill, a face sqnizzled with a twist of d(.'inoiiiac glee. A pause and then the shrill voice of bis youngest chirped, "D'ye git 'im, d-a-a-d?' Dexter fciazette. |