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Show A London young lady who tried to cl'mb over a stile the first day of her country vacation ceutainly thought she had left London a couple of hundred miles away; but she rather wished, all the same, that the country was not io densely populated, and she turned an appealing look upon the rustic gaffer who insisted -on watching her olimb. A broad grin spread over his countenance counten-ance as he caught her meaning. "Lor, bless ye, mum, don't be shy before me!" he adjured her; "I was a bus conductor for fifteen years!" |