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Show New Fountain of Youth. A certain poat famous for the warmth of her earlier effusions doslres to avoid the Isarnod wrinkle that becomes be-comes a part ot the literary face. So she has nbovo her desk a little mirror In which she glances occasionally as she writes, and If she finds hor brow wrinkled In thought she breaks It by smiling vividly and murmuring some assertion of "Peaco, Joy and Serenity!" Se-renity!" One day as she was doing a very learned essay of tho High Think or-dor or-dor she found that tho crease between hor eyes persevered. She got angry then and stopped the assertions, On the spur ot the moment she tore a cor uer from hor writing pad, dabbed It with mucilage and planed It on the wrinkle. It stuck, fast In a tow minutes and then hardenod, and now she declares ttat she has discovered a new fountain ot eternal youth. |