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Show Professor and Pol at id era. Once upon a time a Harvard professor, while walking on a highway near Boston, halted to look at a gang of laborers plying their picks and shovels in repairing a railroad. rail-road. He pricked up his ears when he heard the gang jabbering LAtin like old Romans. Ho introduced himself in the same tongue, when be found that the gang were Polanders, graduates of tbe University of Warsaw, who, having found out that they were about to be arrested by tbe Russian authorities on the charge of conspiracy against the czar, fled to this country, where, being in a penniless state, they were glad to gr employment as laborers on tbe railroad. ihe Harvard professor pro-fessor interested himself in the cases of several sev-eral of the laborers, to their advantage, and even found a professor's choir for a blue blooded member of the gong. The incident was narrated the other day, when a reporter told of interviewing a group of three street pavers uptown, every one of whom was able to converse with him in five modern languages. lan-guages. Their wages are nominally $2 a day, but they are laid off so often that they cannot can-not average more than (8 a week. |