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Show Three Balls and Out. "So you refuso to glvo mo tho monoy, eh?" boUI tho profllgato son. "Yes," ropllod tho stern parent. "Not another cent of my hard-earned coin for you." "Then horo goes," cried tho youth as ho solzed a silver-mounted pistol from his father's desk. "Unhappy boy!" oxclalmed tho old mnn ns ho sank holplessly Into n chair, "what would you do tako your llfo?" "Not so you could notice It," ropllod ro-pllod tho wayward offspring as n din-bollcol din-bollcol grin chased Itself ovor his beardless phiz. "I'm mcroly going to loan this lend pill dlspensor to my 'undo;' soo?" |