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Show KNEW HIS BUSINESS. "No, no"" snjs the multl-mllllonalre to the poor but crafty beggar; "I will glie ou nothing" "Hoss," suggests the begfar with a rare smile, "do jou see that ouiir fellow fel-low watching us from that doorway?" "Yes Mhatnflt?" "'Well, he's n leporter for the Dally Whoop, and he's gathering material for an article on 'the unkilonu charities chari-ties of our famous men. " Tut, tut my poor fellow ' siys tho multl-mllllonalre, loudli, "Nothing to eat since jesterelay?" Mill nioro loudlj. "Here Is llic dollars! Tako It and get a square meal and then come and let me know nlnt jou need to put ou on jour feet'" As tho mulll-mllllonnlro struts prnudl) , slowing with the con-icclousnens con-icclousnens of liming done a good deed nt the time to secure proper notice, thu poor beggar Joins the ouug man In the doornn, nnd thei shako hnnds long nnd sllwtth oici the success of their Idea Judge. dark cloud oier towaid tho western horizon hor-izon ' 'Jlzzern Jicksnlpe" sals old HI There a the storm I'le hei.n nanlln' to trj m b.itttr on 111 haie tnfuatlu home ' "Hie do sal that It toolc Bis male ttiree weeks to recoier fiom the Inrrupln' sho got on tho was hnim HI ilruv her strnltlit to tho hilltop where he had his guns planliil. Jumped out lit a mitili, and In loss n half n minute he wns plux-1.I11 plux-1.I11 nwa at them clouds as fast as ho could Let from gun lo gun Tsone ten soon, elthei They were cr full nf bualness tlnm clouds that Jabez nltchcd up Willi his ueatlur guns, and before 81 could punituro em snnio of the rain nu' hnll fell on his grapes "Not enough to do any Inrni, tlioukh,' |