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Show NOT HIS FAULT. Onco thoro wns a young girl with barrels of monoy. And not knowing what to do with It, alio consulted a wlso mnn. Ho lived all alone in n tent ho had built for tho purposo, leading a slmplo life. When tho young girl's caso was presented pre-sented to him, he said: "Thoro aro thrco things that you can do: "First, you can bo nn old maid nnd dovoto yourself to charity. "Second, marry tho man of your heart. "Third, marry a nobleman." So tho young girl wont nway nnd pondorcd, and whllo sho was pondering ponder-ing n nlco young follow camo along. IIo was poor but handsome, with broad shoulders and bo forth, and sho fell in lovo with him nnd married him. But aftor they had been married a llttlo whllo, ho grow suddonly oxtrava-gant, oxtrava-gant, and would probnbly havo squandered squan-dered nil her monoy had ho not been killed by dissipation. Then tho young girl mnrrled a noble-mnn. noble-mnn. And nftor thoy had been living liv-ing together for several years, ho, ns Is tho nature of all truo noblemen, began to abuso her. At last, not being be-ing nblo to stand It nny longer, sho secured a permanent' divorce. Then sho went back to tho wlso man. "Oh, wlso man," sho said, "your advice ad-vice has been very disastrous. What havo you to say for yoursolf?" "It was your fault," said tho wIbo man, "becauso you didn't follow It." "What do you mean? I " Then tho wlso man laughod heartily. heart-ily. "Don't you sco," ho replied, "now that It Is too late, that you began be-gan on tho wrong end first?" Judge |