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Show oo FAIRLY FOOLED At a charity bazzar in a small provincial town a great attraction was a tiny gray suede glove, which lay on a rose-pink satin cushion. Above it was displayed a notice which reaft: Th owner of this glovo will, at 7 o'clock this evening, be pleased to ldss any person who purchases a ticket before that hour." It was such a swecrt. little glove that it could only belong to a lovely girl. At least, so thought tho long line of young men who were waiting eagerly as the clock struck 7. Promptly to the minuto old May-dock, May-dock, the local butcher, appeared. Maydock is a worthy porson, (but not a beauty Ho calmly picked up the glove and remarked. "Well, gents, this glove belongs to me. I bought it this morning. I'm ready for you, so don't be basbful. One at a time, please!" Public Ledger. Led-ger. oo |