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Show Brothers, Eh? A certain curate was of a painfully nervous temperament, and in consequence conse-quence was constantly making awkward awk-ward remarks intended as compliments to the bishop and others. Having distinguished himself in an unusual degree during a gathering of clergy at an afternoon tea a short while ago in the bishop's palace, he was taken to task for his failings by a senior curate, who was one of his companions on the way home. "Look here," said Simms, the senior, decidedly, "ou are a donkey. Why can't you keep quiet Instead of making mak-ing your asinine remarks? I am speaking speak-ing to you now as a brother." j Loud laughter interrupted him at this point, and for the moment he did not see the joke. . . |