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Show SOMEWHAT MIXED. A woman was waiting for her sister sis-ter in a railwny station when a geo-tieman, geo-tieman, looking for hia wife, and misled by a general resemblance in figure and clothing, stepped up behind be-hind her, and laying his hand on her' shoulder, exclaimed: "Thank goodness, Emma, it's you!" The name he used happened to bo really hers, which made the sudden familiarity even more startling. She jumped nervously. "You're mistaken, sir I" she gasped. gasp-ed. "I'm Emma, but she isn't mo." Youth's Companion. |
