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Show To Incline Toward Mercy. Jim had been far from a good boy during the day and toward nightfall he realized the fart fully, being well acquainted with the workings of family fam-ily discipline, he essayed a Utile diplomacy. di-plomacy. "Shall you tell father about me?" ie Inquired of his mother. "Certainly I shall tell blm," responded respond-ed his mother, with sorrowful firmness. firm-ness. "Shall you tell him before dinner or after dinner?" asked the culprit. "After 'mier," was the announcement. announce-ment. "Mother," and Jim gave a wiggle of anticipation, "couldn't you have a blueberry pudding for his dessert? Couldn't you do that much for me, mother?" Youth's Companion. Snappy. "Ten cents' worth of canine pepper," said the litttlo boy In the suburban store." "Canine!" echoed the astonls' clerk. "Why. my little man, I guess you mean cayenne pepper." The little boy was doubtful. "Maybe I do, mister," he hesitated, "but mamma said It was the kind of pepper that had a sharp bite, so I .bought It was 'canine.' " |