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Show KNOCKING AGAIN. The Bachelor There is a woman's business college over in our building. The Maid Indeed! And what business busi-ness axe they familiar with? The Bachelor Everybody's. The sombre, long-haired, seedy-looking man was speaking in a voice of rolling thunder. r "A million times a million fateful curses sit balefully athwart his hateful head of tow! Through the gloomy aeons may his black soul flit homeless forever!" "Off his balance, I suppose?" observed the stranger. "Oh, no," said Smith, "that's Rimer, the well known poet, swearing at the editor who rejected his verses." Puck. |