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Show ONLY ONE HE EVER LOVED. Tho Widower Mary, do you know you aro tho only woman I ever loved? Tho Widow Oh, dear, Goorgo, you don't mean It? Tho Widower Yes, tho roBt woro all girls! The Difference. Edward, having been refused another an-other baked potato qn tho slmplo but convincing ground that thoro were no more, according to tho Now York Sun, mndo somo uncomplimentary remark re-mark about tho luuufllcloucy of his dinner. "This Isn't dinner," corrected tho nunt whom ho was visiting. "This is luncheon. You don't ent dinner In tho mlddlo of tho day. You cat that nt night." Tho noxt day tho aunt, being be-ing anxious to know If Edward had asslmilntcd his lesson of tho day he-fore, he-fore, said: "Edward, can you tell mo now tho dlfforcnco between dinner and luncheon?" "You bet I can," Bald Edward, very promptly. "Lunch Is the meal whoro you don't got enough to eat." |