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Show HIGHEST PRAISE HE KNEW. From tho New York Sun. He was a. Callfornlan. one of Uiors men so filled with local sentiment that he has to be tied down by the porter when be crosses the State line, and he was visiting New York. A friend, mindful mind-ful of past favors, had shown him all the delights of the town for three blissful week's. And now the Callfornlan was going homo. "Well." said the New Yorker, as they took a farewell smile together, "what do you. think of New York now?" "Great!" said the Callfor-nian. Callfor-nian. "Immense! It's the San Francisco Fran-cisco of the Atlantic coast!" |