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Show About Twenty Years From Now. (Life.) It was high noon in the palatial of fices of the Hot and Cold Air lrust Operator, Op-erator, Number One. The great man himself had just come in, and, after carefully drawing his day's profits from the saf . sat reading hi3 morning mail. A messenger approached. "Sir, there's a man-outside to see you." - "Who is he?" "The president of the United States." The great personage frowned. "That fellow.-' he said, ominously, "has been hanging around here for a week. Tell him to be off. : I have nothing for him!" - |