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Show WHERE ARE THEY? Somobody recently made Inquiry as to what had become of the old-fashioned girl who used to stay home evenings eve-nings and help her mother. That question was all right but the inquirer might have gone much further. fur-ther. Ho might have asked what had become of the old-fashioned cotton stockings which young women wore. Then there is the mystery of what has happened to the old horse-hair fur niture that was so slippery little boys couldn't sit on it unless their legs were long enough to toucli the floor. This was the same furniture that developed de-veloped cracks in the upholstering through which sharp hairs emerged lo bito one as he sought to rest. ! But we must stop or an inquiry I might be made as to what had happened hap-pened to the old-fashioned family of Trom 10 to 15. who sat down together at the same table at meal time. If-. we don't watch out wo shnll wonder what j became of the old Franklin stove in I which Mie coals biased so merrily, or' the reed organ, or tho zither that was bought from the canvasser or the boot-1 jack with which one pulled off thoso ; leather boots. But why go on? It will only make i one weep to recall the days when a 50 monthly paycheck provided well for a family of 'five and the butcher used lo throw in a chunk of suet nnd some dog meat when one bought a 35- j cent roast for Sunday's dinner. i |