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Show VOICED ALL THEIR THOUGHTS Office Boy the Only One of the Crowd of "Mourners" Who Was Truthful Truth-ful in His Speech. The treasurer of the bank was dead. Word had just been received over the telephone. It was shortly after business busi-ness hours, and as if by common consent, con-sent, all of tin; employes gathered together in a little group. "I feel as though 1 had lost a brother," broth-er," said the assistant treasurer. "I shall never get over it," added the cashier. "It makes me sick,"' whispered the paying teller. "It is very, very terrible," murmured the receiving teller. "I shall think about it all night," remarked the bookkeeper. "It's awful awful!" said the clerks. There was a moment's silence, then the errand boy spoke. "I wonder who'll get the job?" he chirped. Everybody gave an involuntary start. The errand boy had been a mind reader. Puck. |