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Show The Gift House. There had been a veritable deluge of blotters. For days May had brought her offerings to the teacher's desk mysterious looking packages which always al-ways proved to be the inevitable blotters. blot-ters. Finally in perplexity the teacher called May to her tnd said, "It's lovely of you, dear, to bring these blotters, but really, I've so many now " "Oh, that's all right," was the answer, an-swer, "we've got so many at home, mamma said: 'What'Il we e-ver: do with all those blotters? Why don't you take 'em to your teacher?' " |