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Show ONE OF THE FAMILY. "Are yon the editor that takea in society aawsl" Inquired an nndcraited nan witb a tired and timid, appealing look on hia faee. "Y, sir," replied th young maa at tha desk. "I csn.foke iu any kind of news. Vbst bar you?" "Why, It'a thia war," said the caller, lowering hi voice. "My wife gare smalt party last night, and I am willing to pay to hare this report ot tbe affair put in toe paper.'-' "We don't rbarge anything for publishing aoe!ty newe," obierved tha young man at tua desk, taking tha proffered manuscript and looking it orer. 'That' all right." was (he reply. "You don't anderatsnd. I wrote this up myself, sad I put in a line or twe that ssje. 'Mr. Halfatiek assisted h'l distinguished wife iri receiving the guests.' Thst'a the way I want it to go in, sad I den't csre if it costs tl a word, I want my friends to kaow, by George! that I still belong to lb famiij.'.' liar per Weakly. |