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Show Once upon time a beggar, upon being asked why he did not go to work, replied that ho was afraid or work btieauso woik killed his wir. And there Is food for a (vo.-ld or thought lu tli tall end of his statement. state-ment. There aro womoii In thlx world who know nothing but work, tho hardest kind ot grinding, ncrvo racking, rack-ing, denth dealing nud soul destroying toil. Tho man finishes his day's work and smokes his pipe In pence, but tho wife tolls on without cease, washing dishes, Ironing, mending, slnvlng until ready to drop. And though but a few HL short years ago the husband wltB1 promised to love, cherish nndpttBr that wife, he now appears oWB to tho fact that her life blood It ly ebbing nwny In toll too henBL her frnll strength, Fortunately JT cases nro not In the mnjorltr, butiBJj u minority should not exist BT |
