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Show Hated to Disturb Jim. (Washington Post.) AYill J. Lampion, the poet, is telling a sweetly poetic story these days, and he insists that it is perfectly true. Once upon a day he was making a driving tour through the country near Harper's Ferry, and stopped at a little wayside inn for refreshment. A sign in the window announced an-nounced that oysters f:i all styles were to be had and Mr. I.ampton ordered a fry. "Don't you want a stewV" asked the man in charge. "No," replied Mr. Lampton, "I want a fry." "Raw wouldn't do. would ii?" queried the man. who seemed to entertain a prejudice against unnecessary exertion. "No, repeated the poet: "I want a fry." The man walked over to the stove and sought the frying pan. It was lying on the floor. "Here!" s;iid the man. "(Jet out of that pan, Jim, the gentleman wants a fry." Jim was a harmless, necessary cat. |