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Show "Dick" Walnwrlght. Threo Jackles came to town to "blow." One, an old sea lawyer, had $26 wadded in his hip pocket. A now found' friend, Hollcltous for his welfare, wel-fare, wanted him to fold tho notes reasonably. "Say, my boy," ho protested. pro-tested. "I'm too old a hand. Wo don't want to keep this money. Wo'vo t come to town to blow and we're go-'flie go-'flie to blow; and tho sooner wo blow the bettor." "What's your ship?" "Tho Nowark." "Who's tho captain?" "Dick Walnwrlght." "Dick Wain-Wright Wain-Wright of tho Gloucester?" "Tho same." "What sort of a chap Is he? What do tho crew think of him?" "Oh, Dick's all right. He's a bully fellow, fel-low, only stricter'n ."Now York Press. |