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Show When Father Helped. The fond father held the inaiiii 'rrlpt while his aim pun Um-iI the oration. ora-tion. "Shall we penult tli" ruihlosu bund of the hydru headed timet," cried the youth, "to to-to-well, what Is II?" The fuiher whs wiestllng with the uiiintiscrlpt. "(Ill, yes," be muttered, "here It Is: 'lo desslrate.' Co on." "It's desecrale," cried the hoy. Indignantly. In-dignantly. "'Shall wo permit the mi birrs bund of the liy.liu h. n.l.-d lyilllll lo llesrerilte llie -Iho the ' why don'l you piotnpl me?" The luiher was huh Iiik hard ut the iiiiiuuscrlpt. "The the poodle -pudille piHldle urn of our liver lies," In- sia n il. "It'a the tin 1 1 ml In in of our liberties,'" liber-ties,'" roared the hoy. "liliiuuu that paper I II my It meself " And be htulked away nugilly. |