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Show HisUl.l Fi- end Sine. Over-ihe portals of the sunreint court In Bionklyii hangs this legend; : ; i COURTS ADJOUNEI) j SINE DIE. I ; The oilier dy sumo rolllctclr.g wag, wlih a i-eiisii of bufnof dating back to the bluff old English school of the seventeenth century, cm celved tho side--p llling Idea o alllxlng tint letter I) io iho word "die." Holding his sblo and Hying lo r strain hi- billions, this pecrC'S humorist, tlnn disappeared, I living no I race by which lovers or airy leislll.igo could tiuck, Identify and .ice aim him. ' Later In the day a person ivhoP cos-tiiiiiarv cos-tiiiiiarv Inn. iiu are i In- public buildings ofBnoklyo. ami who ailecis a know, ledge or eveiy statesman from Ued Hook 'In Gieonooiiil. dilficd Into '.ho Equity Teim and udiltis.cd'lilinsulf ti Ulcik Farrell. "Sav, Farrell " ho said,, "whon did Sloe p iss in hi checks'" "Whut's that?" demanded Clerk Far ell. "When did Sinn db V" rcpoaled Ihe Itiqulilug .inc. "l.seo tho eourls uro closed on account of li." CleiK Farrell recovored. "ll.t died ycsinid i.v,'' hn answered, solemnly. "Did you know him?" "Know Mm?" ropealed iho Inquirer. "I've known blm for yeats, 1 knew Ids fin her. Too bad. ain't li." C erk Farrell said li was a grcvlous nilsroi ione, and the cud comrade and hnou companion of the lamented Sine passed uiourniully out.--New York I'liues. |