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Show Blackle and the Magician. Many years ago "the Wizard of the North" gave some performances in Ed inburgh, and Professor Blackie was one of the crowd who went to see them. As he was making his way in he felt something some-thing at his coattail, and putting his band into his pocket he found an egg. This he took out and most adroitly transferred it to the pocket of a young man just in front of him, a person as unlike himself as can well be imagined. Arrived in the hall, he remarked where this young man placed himself and chose his own seat in a corner as remote as possible. When the time came for "Wizard" Andersou to "trouble" him for the egg, he arose and explained thai he had nothing of the sort in his pockei; but that he believed "that gentleman" could produce it, pointing to the astonished aston-ished young man, whose surprise, however, how-ever, by no means equaled that of th Kizard. M. A in London New. Not a Fighter. Two old negroes, one of whom wore a Grand Army of the Republic uniform, while the other was uttired in the conventional con-ventional black Prinoe Albert coat which is ever part and parcel of the col ored panson, iueu uu tae corner 01 Ninth and Walnut streets. Both were waiting for a car. The wait turned out to be a long one, and the men, though evidently strangers, began chatting pleasantly on the condition of the weather and other stock subjects. Finally the ' 'pabscn, " with a comprehensive compre-hensive glance over the uniform which the other wore, asked: "Was yo in the wah, sah?" "Yessah; 'deed I wuz. 'Deed I'ze in de wah. " "Den yo' had a taste of de late unpleasantness?" un-pleasantness?" "Yas; co'se I did. Fact is, pahson, 1 had mo' dan a taste. I done went and bit off mo' dan I cud chav up fine. '' "Did yo' run when dey commence shooting?" asked the "pahson" suspiciously. suspi-ciously. "Dat I did, s.".b dat I did an I'd a-run befo' ef I'd knowed it wuz comin. " "Den yo'- isn't much on fightin?" queried the expounder of the gospel. "No, sah; I'zo not. I'll leab dat for people what ain't got nnffin else to da Cookin is my perfeshun. " And just then the car came. Kansas City Times |