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Show ONE ON ' EDWARD ATKINSON,' Tart Reply to- His Cordial Greeting of Old Friend. The -late Kdward Atkinson used 'to ell tho following story ot his own expense: ex-pense: In his boyhood ho was ono of number of boys who used to play ball on the Hasten common, which was then against the Jaw. At regular Intervals-old Krasttis Clapp, the con-"table, con-"table, would bear down upon th tresi passers and put them to 'flight. The boys used to have great fun with thts rather choleric old man Disastrous Clapp the boys dubbed him. Ono day after Mr. Atkinson had grown up Into a prosperous and re. :pected business mnn, while passing along a Boston street In company with a friend, ho recognized In a bent nnd wlzoned old man tho likeness of hhv old acquaintance, Coustnblo Clapp Mr. Atkinson immediately addressed the old fellow. "Don't you remember mo, Mr, Clapp?" ho asked. Tho old man leaned oh his stick and surveyed Mr. Atkinson eoldlv. "Naw," he finally answered, and started start-ed to hobble on. "Why, I'm Eddie Atkinson, whonr you used to chnse off tho common years -ago." Clapp glared at him suspiciously and finally put an end to tho Inter view, much to the amusement of Mr Atkinson's friend, by saying sharply: "Well, sir, no honest boy ever hnd oauso to run from me." |