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Show Frank Morehouse no longer thinks that to I have- relatives of great popularity and unspotted 1 renown is a state of unmixed blessedness. ! A few months ago Frank gave Judge Blank an ! account of $227.00 to collect. A few weeks later, just as Frank was preparing to swoop down on : Bingham, the judge loomed up before the tall min-f min-f Ing expert and informed him that he had collect- ed the $227.00. : The smile that' Frank showered upon him was so expansive that his face looked like a scythe. The money would come in mighty handy for the Bingham trip, said Frank. "Yes, sir," contirued the judge, "I collected the money, every cent of it. Do you know, Frank, Thave known your father for forty years. Splendid Splen-did gentleman, unimpeachable" "Yes, but about the money," interrupted ! Frank, "trip to Bingham, you know." J "And your grandfather," contiriued the judge I reminiscently, after pausing long enough to seep up a mint julep, "I knew him way back in the forties. Elegant gentleman" "Say, I guess that's right," broke in Frank desperately, "I'm sure it's right but about this money, I need the money, you see, to go to Bingham." Bing-ham." In his excitement the volume of Frank's voice had increased until it sounded like a young I Niagara. |