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Show Fell Into Bad Company. A ennny Scot was brought before a London magistrate on the cbnrgo of being drunk nnd disorderly. "What havo you to say for yourself, sir?" do-riianded do-riianded tho magistrate. "You look llko a respectable man, and ought to bo ashamed to stand, there." "I am verrn Borry, sir, but I cam' np In bad company fra Glasgow," humbly hum-bly replied the prisoner. "What sort of company?" "A lot of teetotalers!" was tho startling start-ling response. "Do you menn to say teototalers aro bad company?" thundered tho magistrate. magis-trate. "I think they nro tho best of compnny for bucIi ns you." "neggln" yor pardon, sir," answered tho prisoner, "ye'ro wrong; for I had a bottlo of whusky an' 1 bad to drink It all msclfl" |