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Show WE HAVE ROTH. A young man stood on a street corner, idling away a few moments of time. Across the way, on another corn-?r. corn-?r. stood another young man, simi-arly simi-arly occupied. A lady came down the street, reat-y reat-y and tastefully dressed. She passed pass-ed on. "There goes one of the sweetest omen in town," remarked the firstt oung man to a friend. "Say. sport, that Jane's got some gure," said the second one to his riend. tut its all a matter of breding ad taste. We have them both in Sanpete. |