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Show A llttlo boy applied to a society woman wo-man for a placo in her garage. "Wh'al is 'your father " asked tho woman. "He's my fadder," wbb tho reply. "Yes, I know that," sa'd the woman, wom-an, "but what is ho " "Oh! Why ho's mo stopfaddor mum." "Yost yes,' 'said tho woman impatiently, impa-tiently, "but what does ho do? Docs he drive motor cars or work In a factory, fac-tory, or what?" "Oh, I seo, mum," said tho small applicant eagerly, with a dawning light of comprehension. "No, he alnt done nothln' slnco wo've had him." Town Talk. |