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Show The Symbolism Didn't Appeal. "Churlie," sorrowfully sighed the young lady In the parlor of the concrete con-crete house on Washington uvenue, "It Is nearly 12 o'clock. "Yes. Belinda," wus the breuthlng response of her poetical companion, who was sitting on the sofa beside her, "the minute Imtid Is drawing closer to the hour hand, and when the time of midnight Is chimed the two bands will be even us oue. Oh, darling dar-ling Belinda," he continued us he lit ernlly simulated tho action of the mlu-uto mlu-uto hand, "may not the coming to gether of those two bunds be sym bollcal of us?" She broko nway nnd stood (Irmly on her feet. "No. Charles Heury Smith." sho retorted angrily, "thoso two hnnds will remain ns ouo but a single second, sec-ond, and then the minute hand will divorce Itself and go on Its way alone. No, Mr. Smith, a mlnuto hand that doesn't stick Isn't the kind of sym holism I want!" Chicago News |