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Show That's Right. Father was attempting to read thu evening newspaper and Bobby seemed to be rather fuller of questions than usual, the flow being uninterrupted in spite of the elder man's persistent admonitions for the youngster to cease talking. "Say. papa, just tell me something else a-vi then I'll quit bothering you," promised Bobby. "I will, for sure, papa." "Well, what is it?" "I've got to write a composition iu school tomorrow and don't know what to write about. What shall I write about?" "I'm surprised at such a question," replied the fond and doling parent, "and I want you to remember for future fu-ture reference that whenever you don't know what to write about, you can always right about face." |