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Show And He Won the Bet. It was at a country tavern where a newly arrived commercial traveler was holding forth. "I'll bet any one five pounds," he said, "that I've got the hardest jiame of any one in the room." An old farmer in the background shifted his feet to a warmer part of the fender. "Ye will, will ye?" he drawled. "Well, I'll take ye . on. I'll bet ten pounds against your five that my name'll beat yourn." "Done!" cried the commercial. "I've got the hardest name in the country. It is Stone." The -old man took, a pull at his beer. "Mine," he .said, "is Harder." Ideas. |