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Show Had Her Own OpInlon.T -As soon as the Eastern States, was well out of the Detroit river she hit It up at her usual speed ot twenty miles, further nugmeiiled by a ttf-tpen-mlle breeze dead astern, The boat bustled 301110. After a time the , brcezo died down nnd soon tho lake assumed tho oily apiiearnnce of a dead calm. Up rose the lady sfio Uvea In K. i I Ninety-third btreet whon she Is at home, aiid Is a clover aitlomoblllst. I j'Thebroezo Is so strong here," sho I announced, "that I shall have to go , Into the cabin to seek shelter." " j "Why," said a man who knows her, "there is no breeze at all. Just look nt' the lake. It Is the boat that Is making its own breeze, going twenty miles an hour." The woman turned on blm In scorn. "Nonsense," he replied, disdainfully. disdain-fully. "You tell mo there Is no , broczo nnd here my hat Is almost . blowing off. I am surprised at you. I Wo're steaming against a strong headwind and cvorypno knows It but Jrou" i , . I She stuck to ll, , too. Cleveland i Leader. ' |
