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Show Wanted a Bite. Oh, yes; it was raining had been all day. But they didn't mind that so much; you see, they were fishermsn. All the same, they were trudging home, with 'weary steps and very weary-looking faces. Their baskets were empty, and, to be candid, they were in a very bad temper. As they entered the little village a large dog ran at one of the party. The dog had a ferocious look, and was barking furiously. But the fisherman did not take much alarm at the animal. ani-mal. He Just kicked it away carelessly. care-lessly. "Aren't you afraid he'll go for you?" Inquired another of the party, somewhat some-what anxiously. The one who had kicked at the dog looked at his companion in a sorrowful sorrow-ful manner. "I only wish he would!" he replied. "I'd chance almost anything to be able to go home and say I'd had a bitel" |