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Show It Was His Brother! At a crowded dance one evening a fellow I had just finished the previous dance with bumped into me. Feeling Indignant ut him for having trampled on my pot corn and new satin slippers, slip-pers, I exclaimed to my partner, "That fellow is about as light on my feet as the bird they call the elephant." "Yes, it's too bad. My brother is just learning to dance and you, know, the first hundred years are the hardest," hard-est," was the unexpected reply. Chicago Chi-cago American. |