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Show GAME THAT BOBBIE KNEW. Youngster's Revelations Wert Inter eating to Caller. A young fellow had called upon a girl with whoso charms ho was somewhat some-what smitten, and was waiting in tho parlor when her small brother como In, weeping bitterly. From cither n senso of politic precaution or natural kindness ot heart, tho young mnn had been kind to tho llttlo fellow on several sev-eral occasions, and now took him on his lap and asked tho causo of tho troublo. "Sls-slster Is mean to mo." tho llttlo fellow sobbed. "Oh, 1 guess sho didn't Intend to bo; maybe you worried her when sho was busy," tho youth said consolingly. "What was sho doing?" "Sho was playln', an wouldn't lot mo play, too," Bobby said. "Playing what? Tho piano? I guess sho thought you didn't know how." "Oil, ycs,i I know how bcttcr'n sho does," Bobby asserted. "Sho was playln Indian, an wasn't putting half 'nough paint on her faco." |