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Show Looking for the Angel. A now city sottlomout worker was going tho rounds of her district ono bright spring morning. In a crowded tenement somo llvo or six llttlo children chil-dren gazed lnqulttngly nt her as sho entered. "Well, well, children," sho said, "I never saw so many soiled faces In my llfo. Why don't you ttso somo soap and water?" "Wo aro waiting wait-ing for tho nngol, mum," ropllod Tom-ray Tom-ray Tuff. "What angel?" asked tho young womnn. "Why, do lady dat como fruo horo last week and glvo one ot do kids a nickel to wash his face." |