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Show A Pretty Game. "And where have you been, my pel?" Thus little Willie's mother to little Willie on his return home after nn unwonted absence of several hours. "Flavin postman," replied the family fam-ily hope "Playing postman?" repeuted Willie's Wil-lie's mother. "And bow does one play postman, sweet?" "Why, 1 just left a letter at each house in the road," explained the prodigy; "real letters, too." "Real letters, darling?" Inquired mamma, smiling. "But wherever did you get real letters from?" "Out of your wardrobe drawer," responded re-sponded Willie; "those old ones tied up with pink ribbons." Answers. |