Show BINKS FOUND HIS HAT but he had forgotten that it was securely anchored flushed and breathless young binks at last succeeded in picking up the hat blown by the wind which he had been chasing vigorously along the street and with a sigh ot relief leaned up against a lamp post and panting pitifully tried to recover some of his ix hausted energies just then another man also breath less came running up and taking the hat from binks hand remarked 1 I am very much obliged to sir for what well this la my bat eald the stranger smiling your hat then where s mine gasped binks oh yours Is hanging behind you at the end of a string r pittsburg chronicle telegraph |