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Show Youngster's Fellow Feeling. A small boy, about flvo years old, was taken to nn entertainment by his mother tho other evening. It was 10: .10 o'clock whon thoy ronchod homo nnd the llttlo follow wns vory tired nnd sleepy. Ho undressed quickly quick-ly and hopped Into bed. "George." said his mothor sternly, "I'm surprised sur-prised ut you." "Why, mnmmn?" ho asked. "You didn't say your prayers. Got right out of that bed and say them." "Aw mammn," enmo from tho tired youngster, "what's tho use of wakin' tho Lord up at this time of night to hear mo pray?" |