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Show He Matched it. After ten years he returned, footsore foot-sore and weary. His wife met him at the door. "I thought you were dead," she told him." "You should have known better than that," he said. "Do you remember that last piece of net I tried to match for you? You scolded me because these was a difference of an eighth of an inch in the width of the folds, and I vowed that I would never again return re-turn from matching anything for you until I had found the exact thing you wanted." He handed her a package. "Here is that old rose binding braid that you told me to buy. I found it last Monday in Billings, Mont. I -ave looked for it in 37 states." She tore off the wrappings. "It is a little too dark," she said. "But the sample faded some in 10 years, he reminded her. "It Is a little too heavy, besides." "But handling by thousands of clerks has worn the sample away some. It was heavier when I started out." "I suppose I can make it do," she-said. she-said. Newark News. |