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Show NAPOkUON AND THE MAYOfl. Illil Mioemaker'a ecli Mail, a lilt Willi Iha l.moernr. On the emperor! arrlvnl Mr Mayor waa aoitght to compliment hla sovereign sover-eign In a speech worthy of Marsla-tours Marsla-tours He was discovered, like Cln-clnnatui. Cln-clnnatui. at the plow tall, say! Illack-wood'a Illack-wood'a Magntlne He ran home to put on hla best coat with the sash a hadgo of his dlgnlly-and arrived In the presence pres-ence Just In time to anticipate the emperor'a departure. In vain he tried to utter n word, and again In vain, bowing and scraping he stood fascinated fascinat-ed by Ilonaparte'a arrullnlxlug black eyes an unhappy squirrel In the gaso of the rattlesnake Close behind the trembling mnyor stood an old shoemaker. shoe-maker. In figure a truo Don Quixote, clad In his working dreaa, "Why don't you speak, you fool" he muttered mutter-ed from lime to time to his leader. At last hla patience gave way. he rushed the mayor aside advanced, wllh hla left hand removed hla greasy cotton nightcap, with hla right lifted the born spectacles from hla nose, made hie bow and delivered the oration, "I'm-pcror, "I'm-pcror, jou are on your way to thrash the Prussian rogues once mure I hope soon to lee you return crowned with glory, and I have nothing mora , to say, but that Caeear and Alexander i could not compare, with you " The emperor laughed and Inquired of tho I old man whether he had any sons "Yea four are In the array two of i these In tho guards " Their names I wero taken down, and the honent shoe maker soon saw them raised to tho ' rank ot olTlcers and found himself provided pro-vided with a comfortable penslor |