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Show His Boyhood Memory. "Ifi a funny thing," tho morchant observed as he dried tho address on an envelope, "but ovsry tlmo I ino a new blotter It maltts mo think of a wlord dctecttvo story I rend when I was a boy. Tho plot of the story, as I remember It, rested o- the slnnth finding a now blotter that had beon used to dry tho Ink on a lotter that was tho clue to all tho mystery. He hold the blottor up td a mirror tnd of course could rend tho address ho want-, ed. And hero I am, an old fool I suppose sup-pose you will say, still trying tho Bnmo thing 30 years after that. Tho curious part of It It thnt I only do It once, the first time I uso tho fresh blotter. Then tho memory of tho thing slips away from me until It is tlmo to tako an-othor." |