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Show JUST FOLKS By Edgar A. GwecX 1 NEVER JUDGE A STRANGER. Never Judge a stranger by his clothes. Kever stamp your verdict on a man My the grim exterior lio shows. Scaffolds often hlds the builder's plan; Fool Is he whoac wit conceals a barb. Greatness often walks In common paro Billy was a railroad clerk, selling tickets day by da . Knew the time the trains went out. knew the hei and quickest wa , BUI kn.-w a lot of things, for a youth of twenty-two. Lad he rather liked to show other folks how much he knew. One day to the counter came In an unpretentious un-pretentious wo;. One who seemed of small ac-aunt. one whose hair WSJ thin and gray; Hilly didn't like his looks, didn't like the clothes he wore. Sized him up as one he thought not worth doing favors for. Billy leaned against the wall, nicely manicured mani-cured his nails. Wasn't Interested then In his Job of making sales; All the time thc old man stood patiently nnd v.ufched him there. "Boy," said be at last, "the road should get you a rocking charr.-' Billy let Ills temper fly. "Keep your shirt on." be replied. "When you come In here, old man, leave uur gift Of gab outside." Next day Billy got a call. "President .f the, line.'' they said. And when he was ushered In Billy pretty j near fell dead. Waiting for him at a desk, In a room Muncrbly fin-. Was the same old suit "f clothes on the president of the tine: "Boy. ' said he. I've tailed you in Just to sa 'don't put on airs' Judpe a man by what he does, never' by the clothes he wears." OO The new recruit In Iho U. S. army spends 3lx ami one-half hours for utu'b and drill each day. |