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Show No Relief in Sight. A family on the north side of Boston Bos-ton have several children, but only one the eldest is a boy. The little lad grew used to sisters, and longed for a brother. The boy was twelve recently, re-cently, and the house was rather upset up-set in anticipation of something or other. The father was busy and the Eon had to sift the ashes and take care of the furnace. At this juncture a nurse appeared on the scene, and two days later she came to the little boy. "What do you think you've got?" she asked him. "A baby brother," fairly gasped the youngster. "No, dearie it's a baby sister," replied re-plied the nurse. "Gosh!" groaned the youngster, "must I always sift these ashes?" National Monthly. |