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Show Ole Almost Deserved to Get Away With It One night. Just before closing up time, Ole Olsen came running into the general store, hatless, coatless nd breathless, and dropping on his knees yelled: "i'on, Yon, hide me, hide me! Ye sheriff's after me I" "I've no place to hide ye here, Ole," Ton Yonson, the proprietor, said. "You moost, you moost," screamed Ole. "Crawl Into that gunny-sack, then," said Yon. He had no sooner gotten hid than In ran the sheriff. "Seen Ole?" he asked. "Don't see Mm here," said Yon, without lying. Then the sheriff went nosing around and pretty soon he spotted the gunny-sack gunny-sack over in the corner. "What's In here?" he asked. "Oh, joost some old harness and sleiglibells," said Yon. - Wi,th that the sheriff gave the sack an awful boot. "YIngle, yingle, ylnglel" moaned Ole. Pathfinder Magazine. |