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Show ATCHISON'S ORDER OF SPINS Unmarried, and Contented Withal, They Have Mapped Out for Themselves a Pious City. There was called a meeting of the Ancient Order of Spins last evening, and papers were read on every subject, sub-ject, from removing grease from carpets car-pets to the sad memories that attach to a bunch of old letters. The Spins were having a hilarious time when a visiting Spin got up to make a few remarks. re-marks. She said that, while they are happy now, there was a sad time coming. com-ing. "Think of the day," she said, "when, having no husbands or children, chil-dren, you will be all alone." There was a sniff and then a snort as Spin after Spin recalled wives and mothers who are alone from daylight till dark, except when some member of the family fam-ily wants waiting on. The sniffing and snorting increased in volume as Spin after Spin told of her freedom from worry, her independence in financial fi-nancial matters and the joy of doing as she pleased. "But we must not take offense at what our sister has said," one Spin remarked. "Let us show our good intentions by calling on every lonesome wife and mother we know." This was six weeks ago, and though the Spins have devoted every afternoon and evening since to this missionary work, they haven't made half the rounds yet. Atchison Globe. |