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Show Nerve Wasn't What He Lost. As Benson walked along the busy street he was stopped by a shabby individual. in-dividual. "Excuse me, sir," said he, "but I wonder if you could lend me 1 a quarter?" Benson was startled and demanded to know why the quarter was needed. "Haven't you a job?" he demanded. "No, sir," whined the shabby individual. indi-vidual. "You see, I'm a slate roofer by trade. But I can't work at it, because be-cause I fell off a roof and lost my nerve." "Oh, no, you didn't?" said Benson, as he walked on quickly, "l'our nerve's all right." Houston Post. |