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Show No Sunday Paper That Night. Mr. Capen, an old resident of n seaport town of Massachusetts, is employed em-ployed as driver cf tho coaeh which conveys travelers from the train to the hotel. Ono Saturday evening a short time ago three men nrrlvod on the afternoon after-noon train from Boston. Mr. Capen was sitting on the driver's seat, waiting wait-ing to take thorn to their destination; They looked about tho station and evidently Were not favorably Impressed Im-pressed with the surroundings, for ono was heard to say "What a desolate country! We certainly cer-tainly havo come to the jumplng-off place. I don't bellevo we can even get a Sunday paper In this place, can we, driver?" There was silence for a moment, and then Mr. Capen drawled out: "Wal, not to night." o |