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Show Rippling' ' Rhymes By WALT MASON. J Shoes, I priced a pair of shoeB today; I asked the price, and went away. The dealer begged, in frenzied tones, that l would nand him twenty bones, and clothe my hoofs In shining kid, as other gorgeous spendthrifts did. "Nay, nay," Lsald; ..gain, nay, nay! I'll fall for no such graft today. I will not pamper my olu feet, and make them think thoy re cuto and sweet. I reared them in a frugal way, and I won't let them get too gay. If they wore shoes at such a price they'd soon bo feeling too blamed nice, and they would look with high disdain on feet attired In leather plain.'' Then I went nomc and climbed the stair that leadB up to the attic bare, where all the household I junk's been thrown, for years whose , number Is not known. And thcro I found old shoes galore; a dozen pairs were on the floor, all lying in a straggling strag-gling heap, thrown there in times when shoes were cheap. I had the cobbler fix the soles and sew a fcwi onough, I wot, to last we till at last Im shot. You see the moral very -well: One way to beat the H. C. L. oo |