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Show The Dear Old Lady. : He was reading a novel, and his white plug hat. rested on a seat beside: him. He did not notice the stoppage of the train nor realize that an old lady, was searching search-ing for a seat. His mind finally drifted off the story Jo find her snugly sconsced beside him. "Madam, I had a hat in this seat," he cautiously observed. - "Don't doubt it, sir," she replied as she disposed of her satchel. "And you probably sat down on it." "Shouldn't a bit wonder." : "In which case the hat'nyist be completely com-pletely wrecked?" "It certainly must, and therefore there is no need of my getting up until they call out my station. Please hist up the winder. I alius did like the smell of coal smoke." . |