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Show sLLssH . . fc B. -ClriL 3' D WITh SKELETON. B iSan'Franci co "aid Mutt CI j Credited H with Soive Nerve. H Tills la a stoiy of something that j was expected to Imprn" and did, not. j 'There was once a skele'tiu at the H Hopkins Academy of Art supiosed to Hj '1)0 that of a celebrated French done- B' Ing master whose field of usefulness i was now couflned to the anatomy H 'room, whero he was dally observed H liy a bevy of girl students. The ox- H lanclng master was mounted oq a Hj liasc with wheels for the convenience H' -of loronintlon. Whcu one of the cus- Hj (i mary dances was held a number of H) r'rls wandered Into the anatomy room H' li"tween the numbers and began to K rifle with the old armor, statuary and 1 -o'ber objects. The skeleton of the old H dancing master was dragged Into tho Ht middle of the room Just as the band Htrnck up a waltz. The floor wbb pol- H: lulled, and the wheels slid over It H with marvelous case. An Idea sud- Hj (lenly occurred to the youngest and lirettlcst of the girls, and she acted B tipon It. "It Is long since monsieur H lias had the pleasure of a dance," she H natd, smiling bowltchlngly. "Will he 1 dance with me?" Selling her card Bhe H wrote, "Monsieur the Skeleton" upon H' It. Then encircling the bony digits H -with her own warm fingers she spod B away with the skeleton over the pol- H" lshcd floor. "I dance with death," H she cried, and laughed gayly as Bhe H" whirled. This Is where something '. should have happened, but nothing H, did. The girls grew nervous and H' dragged hor from the room. The old H' dancing master remained alone In tho H middle of the Moor, and the wait! swung on, Snn Francisco Call. |