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Show Exllfd Forever. Tho gray-hnhed man, tall, and dig-nliled, dig-nliled, stood on the deck of tho outward-bound steamer trying vulnly to control tho tears that coursed down hlb worn and haggard cheeks. "Alas," ho sighed as the ship moved slowly from the dock, "l shall never see this, my old home, again!" "What wsb your sin?" asked tho sympathetic passenger, "that It Is punished pun-ished by eternal exile?" "Sir," answered the tearful man, pathetically, pa-thetically, "It was not .sUi, It was folly. I was n Judge at tho baby show." |