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Show Compuliwy Philanthropy. ' "You were disorderly," said the pol; judge as a decent looking prisoner stood . before him, "nnd you resisted the oQlcer wl arrested you." "That's right, Jed go," replied the prisonc: cheerfully. "What's the datnagef" "Twenty-five dollars and costs." "Here's tho stuff, yer honor," remark -xl tho prisoner pleasantly, taking a roll of bills out of his hoot leg. "I am a philanthropist in my way and want to help your old town, but I'm so durued stingy that I won't give up a cent unless I have to. Now," be continued, after tho amount bad been counted out, "givo mo a receipt and put my name lathe papers as n public benefactor. You ain't got a cigar about you, have your' Washington i Star. |