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Show U OUT FISHING By bttjva ruDLbrr. fCopyrlght. 11. New York Eve. . alna World. Press Publishing Company.. I went out te fiah with Cornelius Cor-nelius McOee. My friend bad advteed ma aa ex pert waa ba 1 drevped la my Una) tken I heaved a deep sigh aad lighted my pip. Very bappy waa 1. 1 sank' back at eaae aad Oer-nellua Oer-nellua yelled: Gee, that Ian t tb way ya eaa take It from me. Toa'lf catch nothing there: try the water that a atllL" ''Ail Tight.' I replied, "if roa gay aa 1 will.'' My book sank again aad my frhmd had a fit. Bald ba: Oet a minnow worms don't help a bit. The fleh never Mte en the bait you have naad, But aslanewe will gst 'em; thay won't be refused." I chanjged east looked foolish as any eld street: and then Friend McOee yelled: ' -Oraat aeottl- Tou' re eoo daap. They're not aa tha bottom: your bobbin a ail wrong. It a aay to s.e you'r not fished very long. I turned and I told blm to mlad hla w bis. Oh, gee. I waa aa-gry aa-gry my words eaemed to ataa He asked nothing mar Bad Bay. . when wa wers through, I founl I hsd beaten blm aUteea te two. Twill happea te the earn In moot ramee that you buck. The -i Know-Ail will flalan 'way sek In the ruck. A leaaan, dear reader, la bare la this wkeaae. It's this dea't be led by a lot ef McOaea; - , . -. |