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Show Fooled Once. Little Francis was not to be foo'ed twice. The heavy black clouds had massed in the east and west, tie lightning was flashing fiercely between be-tween the heavy, Incessant rollinj of the thunder. Francis - was terribly frightened, and his fond mother had gathered her young hopeful into her arms and tried logically to calm his fears. "Don't be afraid, darling. There'! nothing to fear. God sends i!b thunderstorm to clear the air, raer the flowers, and make it cooler form Now, don't cry, dear; It won't hara you, and everything will be bene: when it's over." The little fellow listened inter and as his mother finished he Icokti up at her gravely, and said: "No, co mother, you talk exactly the wayyoi did last week when you took me to the dentist, to have my tooth pullei" Chicago Sunday Examiner. |