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Show A KIND OF EMFTINES. Two hunters had "beanton" the trail along the marshes1 of Long I fsinnd for three days with an un- 1 j usually small bag resulting. The food supply had run out much ahead of j scheduled time; far worse, the "liquid I ammunition" had been exhausted In the early stages of the hunt. After following the coast vainlv for three hours, looking for some sign of habitation, they spied an empty I house on tho beacliA "Go in and look it over, Bill," said one. He did so returning in a moment empty-handed. "Anything in there?" asked his companion, expectantly. 'Nope," replied his running mate, with a profound sigh "nothing but two empty bottles full of water." Everybody's Magazine. oo |