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Show A Friendly Tip. "Do you think, sweetheart," queried the young man with the evenly divided hair, as ho shifted tho fair maid from ono knee to iho other, "that your father fa-ther will consent to our marrlago?" "Well," replied tho fair one, "of course, papa will bo sorry to lose mo, but" "But," Interrupted the rash youth, "I will remind him that, Instead of losing a daughter, he will gain a son." "Dearest," ropolned the wlso maid, "If you really want mo you mustn't say anything of the kind. Papa has three such sons boarding with him now and he's a Uttlo touchy on the subjects." |