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Show : . i P1fj.if.I) 3wTK' BACK i. !:M la . mo juncuh 2$ j- j. 'By thunder,' were "sti'6irg"f6r Dauv clear old befuddled, behind the times. Dad, rwho knows, no better than to get up early every morning," plug'!harcl ali iday,dddg4e creditors all wek, and divvy up. ail his, hoard ..every Saturday -'tifght. Why he pld fleaff' And'Avheii thte're is a lull, "mayhap as not you'll find' himElbinthewblf 'off the back door step, and kicking a'boutMaw'sne diUls'' -behind the carpet he's beating over, the clothes line,'' 6t '.complaining about the times why every, dad's .mother never wore anything but gingham, and as the. son, oj his. clad, ,T)acir KT0 SIR, you bet you not, he never boned his old.'mn for spending''hloney, or run around burnin up gas like some kiefs he' could' 'n'a'lne; and they not over a thousand thous-and miles away 'either. ' Kids them days. y.as., different, says Dad, every one of" us dads. And Dad tugs away at the mortgage with one hand and at the living expenses with the other, trying to keep one up t.other down, cuttin' the funniest little capers doing it ever were.., ;, . Ye,?,: Dad's a dear old duffer. We'll erect a huge stone to his memory" wTi'efi he"s gone, but that stone will be on a shirt front. , ' - Bui still;5 asicle-f rom his shortcomings (and when we're not really gigglin' at his funny antics) we-'re strong on dad. |