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Show ONE ON COL. JOHN. - VColonel John I. Martin, sergeant-at-arms of the Democratic national; convention, lives in St. Louis wliejce he built himself a fine house. TIe thought it well to have a library, end went down to a book store, 'where he ordered some books, ac-cord'ns ac-cord'ns to an apocryphal story. '"What kind of books?' asked the. cleric. ' " ' "Why, books,' replied the colonel. Books, you know, reading books.' "The books came and were installed in the library. Soon after the col-cnel's col-cnel's friend, Hugh O'Neill, came up to look over the place. " 'Here, Hugh,' said the colonel, is my library. Here is where I love to s;et with a book and a pipe and for-tret for-tret the outside world.' "O'Neill is somewhat of a book sharp. He took down a book, looked at it and put it back; took down another, an-other, looked at that and put it back und repeated the process several Umes. "Then he asked: 'John, where lid you get these books?' "'Oh,' replied Martin, 'I picked 'hem up here and there. Whenever I found one I liked I bought it. It Ms been the work of many years.' "'But, JohiV jcommented O'Neill sn't it strange that you should have oucht six hundred copies of McGu' 'ey's Fifth Reader?' "Saturday Ev oning Post. n |