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Show Their Last Hope Gone. When the minister praised the raspberry rasp-berry Jam at Mrs. Oreen'a bountiful Saturday night supper, he could not imagine why Angle and Horatio, th twins, gazed at hlrn so reproachfully. 'iHm't you like raspberry Jam, my little lit-tle man?" he asked Horatio "Yes. sir. I do," and Angle does." ald Horatio, In distinctly resentful lons. "and mother told ui that she wus afraid the last she made wasn't lulte up to the mark, and If you didn't praise It, Angle and I could have It for luncheon on our bread, for Mrs. Willis ind Mrs. Shedd never said a word when they ate It. and you've made the third; but now she'll use It for the :hurch sociables." and' Horatio looked (loomlly at his twin, who returned the look In kind Youth's Companion. |