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Show Helpful Hint "Here! now!" yelled Constable Slackputer of I'etunia. "What in torment tor-ment d' ye mean fiddling and philandering phil-andering all over the streets with that automobile the way you've been a-do-ing today?" "This is my first car," answered the offender, "and I haven't more than half learned how to drive It yet. I want to turn nround, but there doesn't seem to be room enough in any of the streets here." "Well, you just drive over to Tor-pidville, Tor-pidville, six miles away, circumnavigate circumnavi-gate the public square there, come back here and you'll be turned around." Kansas City Star. |