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Show Warm Compliment. . A fancy-dress ball was held in a certain cer-tain garrison town recently, at which many military officers and men attended. at-tended. A soldier attired as a lady was spoken to by the regimental chaplain. chap-lain. "Well, young man," said the parson, par-son, "you are very well got up. Did you win a prize?" "Yes. chum; I got second prize. Did you get a prize?" "Me? Oh. no; I " "Well, now, that's rotten bad luck, I call it." said the Tommy, warmly, "for you are about the best get-up of a parson I've seen lately." London Tit-Bits. |