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Show "DEW TELL;" IT IS A PUT; "B1FJ" Place Where They Raise Currents Cur-rents Puzzled the Old Man. A cood story is beiiic told in the of-Qces of-Qces about, town on a fanner of this vicinity. vi-cinity. It seems that Iho son of agriculture agricul-ture was driving to town by way of tho City Creek Canyon road. He was a new settlor in Utah, ami did not know much about tho various industries of a great city. Driving ulong. clucking now and then to a team of lazy horses, tho old man made his way, the fast-dying fast-dying zephyrs of tho nutnmniide sigh-iug sigh-iug sadly through his ehiu whiskers. As he approached the Taulc house in tho, canyon, he sat, up in his scat, straightened out the hump in hia work-weary work-weary back, and proceeded to tnko notice. no-tice. When he had driven to a point, just opposite the tank house, ho nulled ud his toam with a loud 'Vhoa, and accosted one of the employees of tho water system, who happened to be standing in front. "What kind uv uh factory do this happen bo?'' queried the old fellow. "ft isn't a factory, " replied tho em-plovop, em-plovop, "it's a plant." 11 Dew tell." retorted the old farmer with solemnity. "What sort o' stuff dew they raise in it?" ho asked. "They raise currents." was tho quick replv of tho employee. 'Wall, T'll bo goldarned," was the ejaculation of the husky sou of toil, as he gazed with wondering eyes at the building. "How dew ye s'pose they'd soil 'cm by th' gallon?" was his next question. ,, "Thov don't soil em by th ' gallon, was the" reply, "they sell 'cm by th shock." ,, "Wall, T'll bo hornswogglcd," was iho faint retort of tho farmer. lie looked at Iho building for a full minuto and then, with an absent-minded 'gid-dap" 'gid-dap" continued his way toward the city. |