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Show Short Stories IT DOES NOT RAIN BUT IT POURS, TVomiin'? Home Companion. Each man around tho storo had told his tale of the "hardest rain ho ever saw fall out of tho sky". Tom Llmklna was an easy winner with his of the groat harvest rain In '93. "It bogan with big drops kinder scat-terln'-llke," ho eald. '"Then It got to a shower, and T Just thought I'd crawl under un-der the canvas on the reapor till It was over knowed the team would Rtand. But. sir. when the lightning took to hlttln' right at the binder I concluded to got out from there. I had a gallon-and-a-half buckot on my arm and I lit out for tho mulo shod. Whon I was about half way there the thing began to get hoavy. I looked down and If the blamed thing wasn't full of water I'm a "' Tho lank Individual who had been leaning lean-ing against a barrel broke In: "Well, now, I rockon that must a boon tho day I am thinking about. "What, mado mo know It was ralnln' some was seeln a flock 0' wild ducks go over. Gonts. them ducks had folded their wings and was just naturally paddlln'." For the spaco of two minutes not a sound was heard save the purring of the cat asleep on tho countor; then sllontly, with bowed heads, the crowd dispersed. ALL THAT WAS COMING. Youth's Companion. Theresa was a mule of unusually mulish mul-ish disposition. Sho belonged to Jean Turcotte. a Frenchman possessed of a truly remarkable fund of patience; but he needed It all, for Theresa was not only a beast of burden, but a burdensome burden-some beast. If Turcotte wished to go up hill, Th-re3a Th-re3a Invariably folt Impelled to go down. If Turcotto yearned to rldo In tho shado, nothing but the sunshlno would do for Theresn. If the Frenchman expressed a wish to go forward, tho mule was Immediately Im-mediately seized with a desire to "crawfish" "craw-fish" In the opposite direction. Yot Turcotte Tur-cotte bore with her for six long years. Finally, howevor. Therosa, balking at a tlmo wheon she was wolghod' down with two bags of lime, backed off tho dock Into docp water, and forever vanished van-ished from sight. "Theresa Turcotto," breathed tho Frenchman, fervently, as ho leaned over the edge of tho vharf to shako his fist at tho rising bubbles, "I hopo for onco that you got your mos' complete satisfy." sat-isfy." TAINTED MONEY. ifudpc. "Here, my duar," said tho husband, producing a roll of bills "hore aro ?40 I won playing poker over at Brown's last night. You mny havo It to buy that dross you wanted." Reluctantly tho conscientious wife took tho monoy, then said, with nn exprciielon of rigid rectitude: recti-tude: "I nlmply shuddor at tho thought of using monoy gained In. Buch a way. Honry, promise mo that aftor you have won enough for mo to buy tho hat to jjo with tho drosB you w'll never again touch thoso awful cards. I don't want my husband to become a gambler." |