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Show THAT STILL, SMALL VOICE Conscience Spoke in Strange Manner, but No Doubt It Left the Old Judge Thinking. Clarence II. Mackay said at a banquet ban-quet of business men in New York : "Wonderful are the uses of the telephone. tele-phone. I know a broker who, looking idly from his window one afternoon, saw a sight that made him almost blush. Yes there could be no doubt about it. Miss Daisy Meade, the beautiful beau-tiful stenographer, was sitting in old Judge Hangar's lap. "The lawyer thought a moment, then he rang the old judge up. The judge, with a peevish look, uncoiled his arm from Miss Daisy's waist to take down the receiver. "'Hello. Who is it?' he growled. " 'You old sinner, aren't you ashamed?' asham-ed?' the lawyer said. "The judge gave a violent start. Involuntarily In-voluntarily he pushed his lovely burden bur-den off his knee. " 'Yes, I should think you would push her off,' the lawyer went on, 'Look at her ! Hair all tumbled ! We know, don't we, who's responsible for that?' "'Who the deuce are you?' gasped the old judge. " I,' said the laweyr, in deep, impressive im-pressive tones 'I am your conscience.' con-science.' "Then he hung up the receiver.." |