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Show LIGHT-WEIGHT BREAD. HOW A DISIIOMST BAKER WAS BE-TRA BE-TRA ED III HONEST TOLLY. It occurred in war times in Charleston when that city was under un-der martial law, says the SL -Louis Itepublia. Jut then flour was scarce and several of th e bakers su ecu mbed to temptation and made short-weight short-weight bread. This came to the ears of the authorities and the provost-marshal was armed with a pair of scales and sent around to the bakeshops early every morning to weigh the bread. All short-weight bread found was confiscated. This had a good effect, and after a few confiscations the provost-marshal usually found all things regular. One morning one of the bakers received re-ceived the usual call from the marshal mar-shal and his bake was taken from the oven and weighed and fjund to an ounce. liutduringtbenlgbtthisman had surreptitiously baked a quantity of light-weight bread and stowed It away under the counter. Just as the marshal and his detail were IeavIng.theshopapet parrot perched upon the top of a big cage called out: "Look under the counter." The marshal did so, discovered the light-weight bread, and carted it away. The man was so mad at his parrot that after the soldiers had gone he wrung his neck anl threw him out Into the gutter. But Folly was not dead by any means. In a lev moments he opened one eye, ruffled up his feathers and staggered about until he came upon 'the carcass of a dead dog. Folly cocked his eye at the defunct canine and said: "Say, partner, did j ou say anything about that bread?" |
