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Show Ho Becovered His Artist It wu8 at an afternoon party. Tho hostess was anxious for a sonBatlon, and desiring fromothlng other than tho orthodox thought reador and the fraudulent palmist, engagod a troupo of performing lleas for the ontertaln-tnent ontertaln-tnent of hor visitors. The party was a great success. Whon It broke up a loud wall ront the air. It woe the voice or tho Impresario frantic with sxcltoment. "What Is It? Tell mo, I Implore you,'' said tho hostess. "Ach, madam, I has lost von of my fleas. Voro has It gono?" "At that moment a lady wearing a gray rown brushed past him. "Ach, madam, pardon," said the manager, greatly relieved, lightly picking pick-ing something from hor .shoulder; "vun of my nrtlste:." |