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Show Future Magnates. Patrick and Timothy were both employed em-ployed by the city, and had tbe abundant abund-ant leisure for conversation which comes to those engaged in such municipal muni-cipal affairs. "Well, now, if I had a million come to me I know well bow I'd be spending it," said Patrick one day, resting bis pick against a convenient wall and looking at it with great distaste. "How would you bo dolug It?" inquired in-quired Timothy. "I'd go to tho Waldoffed Restorla or some o' tblm high-toned hotels," said Patrick, "and I'd tell tbe b'y at tho desk, 'Have me called at 0 o'clock tomorrow to-morrow morning!' Then I'd go to me rooms and shut tbo blinds, and whin hrst they called me I'd not nnswer, and whin they called me louder I'd give a great sounding gape, and I'd say between be-tween mo ynwns, 'Go away wld yczl I'm not obliged to be working! I've got money.' " "Aw!" remarked Timothy, as he once more began work. "Well, what would you do if you had the million?" demanded Patrick. "Mo?" said Timothy, looking back over his shoulder. "I'd have o half-fut more len'th to this pick handle and save me poor back." |
