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Show gave me commissions to execute and I forgot yours." But he did not explain ex-plain that he had forgotten all the 14, deliberately and designedly forgotten them. That was a matter he considered strictly his own business. Galveston News. METHOD IN MEMORY'S LA PS 2 Mr. Wallace Was Willing to Oblige Neighbors, But They Piled It on Too Thick. "Hey!" shouted Mr. Wallace's neigh-oor neigh-oor as Mr. Wallace hastened past his house on the way to catch the suburban suburb-an train. "I'm not g ing in town today, to-day, Wallace; will : ou bring me half a dozen big screw hooks big enough to swing a hammock with?" "Sure, Mike," said Mr. Wallace, pleasantly. "Anything else?" "Not a thing," said his neighbor; "unless you'll stop by Miller's and see if he's got my trousers cleaned. If he has, bring 'em with you." Mr. Wallace wended his way toward the station. As he passed Mrs. Pitkin's Pit-kin's home that worthy lady caught sight of hfim and ran toward him gladly. "O, Mr. Wallace Mr. Wallace!" she cried. "Won't you bring me out a nice watermelon? I've tried to get one here, but there are none to be had. Get a nice big one for about 20 cents." Mr. Wallace continued his walk toward to-ward the station, revolving things in his mind. He did not like to carry watermelons. On the way he was stopped half a dozen times by as many people. One wanted a half dozen cigars; another wanted some washers for his garden aose. Still another desired greatly jnd above all things a half gallon can of green paint. Then Mr. Wallace quit. When he came home that night it was with set jaws that he marched to his home. To all who reproached him for his neglect he replied firmly: "I'm sorry, you know; but 14 people |