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Show Diogenes the Gunman. We meet the stern-faced gunman, he scowls adown the streets; he glares with subtle meaning at every one he meets. By day his ready pistol is swinging at his side, by night he holds a lantern lan-tern which flashes tar and wide. He seems to seek a victim, and by his walk of stealth and grim, determined deter-mined visage, he'll wreck that victim's vic-tim's health. "Oh, if I may but find him," he mutters in his teeth, "his friends may hire a brass band and buy a floral wreath. "I would that I might see him; I do not know his name, but when I n:r across him I'll know him just the same. "He is the man who told me, as sure as anything we'd have a long, long winter and very backward Fpring ! " |