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Show On Authority of Teacher. A quick-witted boy, asking food at a farmhouse too recently ravaged by other hungry fishing truants, was told that he was big enough to wait until he got home. "Of course, if you have children with you " hesitated the kindly woman wom-an of the house, and was Immediately informed that there were six children in the party. "No, I don't tell a fib, neither," was the indignant protest later drawn forth by the condemnation of one who had shared the good bread and butter thus secured. "Fib nothin'. We're children six times over. We're children chil-dren of our father and mother, children chil-dren of God, children of our country, children of the church an' children of grace. Teacher said so last Thursday, and I guess she ought to know." |