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Show ALL WANTED THEIR GOATS 'GOT" On the last night of the campaign Stephen FJ. Ayres, candidate for con-gross con-gross In one of the Bronx districts, w-;is remplng along the road in his automobile au-tomobile In a hurry to fill a speaking oiigacemem, according to tin. New-York New-York correspondent if the Cincinnati Times-Star. There was a thud and a squeal, and Mr. AyreB dismounted. "You got me goat ,: wept a small boy. In the street lay the bodv cf a horned animal. Mr. Ayres cheered the little fellow up and slipped him a 510 bill. "Co and buy another gnat, sonnle," sob! he. The boy departed with gla 1 outcries. Ii was midnight when Mr. Ayres' .int. .mobile returned over the same route. It rounded a corn'-r hurriedly, and then Mr. Ayres H.i.ed the chauffeur bv the nrni. "Run derwi s1ov." he hl. srd. As fnr rs the eye cou'd reneh small boya mlcht be ?ern sceakl-ig out of the roa'J-i.le shalows. lending sicri-flcial sicri-flcial gouts liv strinfs. Mr. Avr s" chauffeur zl-7;i:r;e ! the m ichlne to safetv. A bro;id r-'n stretched his nii.uti until they t,.id finally cut Into wrlMkhte,i uro.tdwny md could sen the sr-eed lever forward a no-eh. My and bv Mr. Ayres noticed the smll" upon his driver's fnro and Inquired about it. "I'm lat'thlnir." said the driver, "at that first petit. He was de;id thre'? days a;r. The kid' dad made the first pavr.-ent on hU lot out of tho proceeds f that troat." |