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Show Did a Friendly Turn. Booth Taikinglon was talking about Hums, whofe poetry he admires. "In a beer hall, one night, " he said "I saw a bust o? Burns. "I turned to a young man and said- V "Who is that " "'Burns,' he answered, without hesitation. hesi-tation. "'And what.' said I. "did Burns do to entitle him to a bust?' ' 'Why, he he oh. he died,' said the yountr man, yawning:. 'But nis companion was a Scot This Scot, as he fllleii his whisky ulass, sneeivd and said- " 'Burns s dejith alone would not have snfiii .-ii for his commemoration in bronze and marble Burns was a poet, gentlemen Furthermore, he was a gi od fellow. Let me tell you something that should endear him to suth minds ns nurs.' "'Once, In Dumfries, Burns had ;i Job of gauger He went ahout from public house to public house, seeing that ;i good, pure grade of whisks was served. And he was supposed, too. to keep :'- eye open for unlicensed houses to see that no "speak easles." as wc call them, flourished in Dumfries " 'And did he do It? Did he. indeed? There's a fond Dumfries tradition that, sneaking hurriedly into the back door of a prosperous speak easy" one afternoon, aft-ernoon, Burns whispered excitedly to the OWher, a widow Kale woman, are ye mad? The supervisor and me will be raldln" ye In h.ilf ftn hour |