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JARR’S BOSS IS AN EASY MARK, FOR ONCE. | eae if that coat will ft me?” murmured Mr. Dinkston, i! i i he cast longing eyes at Mr. business is bad he comes in and cries ; i ‘s coat thrown across a table | for me. The last time he vried was just folks that wae nea “1 am taller than you, |Decause @ feller name Pote insulted pestis he oe Oe ee ely A f j he Ralleves can, care th wasn't ringing tn any Died.” y good sir, but we are about the same |"/m. What was it that guy Pote said ae ficdict A elated ido Mh aM 2 Tencliman.© rebranding ‘Der ‘@t Dunlavey with a level, mensions in the pulmonary regions; to you yesterday?" picked a bird’s nest. > Palle caves mite mul fala. tle eyes gleaming coldly. though in the diaphragm your girth ch poet?” replied Mr. Dinkston with sesniadlivsetdonte Cy lave ele ‘Thi he BS ‘the tak I'm oluffing new, chirp more excessive than mine. A strict | © 4nime for” Shentt , Ty ere © ee Pitot cnt coen ‘Oh, yes, I remember now: Luctile—Will you thie ; sort of like to let ” “Tears, idle tears! I know not what Saori tion’ day’ the. clash ‘between ‘Wolts Snakes / ‘Nothing ; remarked Gus, they mean, subscribe to the fund, Tommy Skaggs—Pa, what's a heroine? | Somes to 4 “uimes, yi, alee end “ aval @hortly. “it’s bad luck to try on other! ‘Tears trom the depths of some divine Jack? Mr. Skaggs—In love, aon, in love, if we may $| pole omen, demante a. ‘talk wich "‘Dunlarey ple's things. The last time you did despair!’ an thine, | With al a at 24, te t you was singing, in Schmal: “But this time I DO know why I weep Jack—What fund? give the sanction of our experienced approval $| Ai! meet in the 8 ee ee fog = . Gat, ‘Carry Me Back to Old Virginia!’ |tor thone days that were so ead, the ; to the exclamation points of our contem PRON es eurprion, jand tie Richmond sheriff come in mit a/days that are no more! It was because, FEES hee 20 ANY rary lady-fi a 4 24 # t ai CHAPTER XXIV. own @ fequisition for you." T never had a Christmas tree!” | f neatletoe gatherers, 1. SARMRO OST ES harem Ne OFreOTe, (Continued,) ie 4 Mr. Dinkston burst into tears. “You shall have one! A fine one!" Tommy Skaggs—Yea, pa. b 4 "Tt ain't no use to cry for it, You|¢ried Mr. Jarr's employer. 4 can't have it!” sald Gus, And he fished up three dollars, NOTES FROM ‘ant yer .|_In vain Mr. Jarr, Gus, Slavinsky, Bepler and Rafferty told him he was oval, except Mr. Jarr's boss, Tears | rootigh, 1 ih Bh Husband—You haven't anything on for this SNAKE’S MISERY. lways affected him, Like other rich| “1 now t'm foolish!” retorted Mr. |$¢eening? Henry Lean, our popular bake: a , he couldn't bear to part with real | Jarra boss, “I'm glad I'm foollsh. 1/$ Wife—Oh, yes; a dinner at the De Bergs. id SUE DORE OF, RANA ti Pane anatase bat dee = ey. But anybody who could give|wish I could be foolish always, I peaetieraties down with diphtherla. The missus is waiting sat erect, his eyes votes Wyhim «good cry could always get a}luxury I've always denied my: The Mean Thing. on customers. chilled and glittering, alert, filled with ur “heck for anything that might be|Here,”" he turned to Mr. Dinkson, * “a menace. ame. “here is three dollars, Buy yourself a “Pa, are there any female angels?’ Mrs. Cornelius Gifford will address the “Now,” he said sharply, “the first man ee “ . » | tree! “My son, when you're as old as I am you'll children of H Sunday’ school to- who peeps above @ whisper gets hi letting t ain't be it ts simp; ty lope Sunday school to-morrow 4 op aE ep Pcie: on Mr. Dinkston took the money, but} know that such a thing is an utter impossi- ‘i Ren ty tae $0 won't Shin Sanam ee bee ial sobbed Mr. Dinkston, “that I give vent| 911°" night on “No Such Person as Santa Claus.” nominated for sheriff!" He epoke to ly wept afresh, bility.” : on this 2 the to my emotion. It's because it's a fur} ties «hi ploy sprinkling can," said Come one! Come all! er guns AST Cats door vi ‘ustedly. I would throw him * er The interest all evinced in this It Is like the moving pictures. | School's closed again—measles this time. prong pay og gi bp poy vote hanran Et nd atrange statement encouraged = Mr. the matter mit him now?” Rattlesnake oll went up four cents a quart te any one who ain't agreeable Hollie will let bi boats Gene. Dinkston to weep afresh as he ex-| “I can get the tree. But, alas, I have ding them over. plained: no trimmings for walled the weep- this week, Dealers hereabouts are holding Norton rose and approached Duniavey, Hi “A fur coat reminds me of a fir tree. | ing Dinkston, it @ Christmas tree P| on for more of a rise. walle Hotlle pepe erenen “Ah wt ro hen {i sher! and se ‘ed We. -tsyen - remind ¢ Svietinas | oem ii hae Ro Wauky eesemens Miss Maggie Feathers of Swampville will fenoaed ine a holster at hls right. hip, trees, I want a Christmas tree! take back your money, Ho did iikewiee with Gr While my “What? choruged Gus and hie pa-|he put the three dollars in his pocket. spend the week-end with Mrs. Hank Davis, ‘rton Was relieving Dunlavey of his @Un® tucked under yoar fifth rib, If Lyd SA CRU RHAGS a9. RADLRRDAS RANE D8 Hank says his new well is working well pon the sheriff opened la Mbt? yaw, that eam be construed ass siemal Christmas tree, I never had @ " ‘gaze fixed doubtfully on one e istmas tree! moaned Mr, Dinkston, employer, choking beck «| She—Isn't Mra. De Gush juat splendid? Two new arrivals this week from Long ‘3 six ei aase We Pd Suara ne oe be 4 © came of a noble race. Our estates |#0b of sympathy, handed over a ten|% Why, she has just formed ® society to prevent Island Ci Thi h ’ The law be Been Ae *" friends which ain't I'm in the South of France. Chriat-|dollar bill for the trimmings. Then he | sland City. ey say they prefer Snake's interrupted with a grin were in the Sou! : 13 the extermination of whales, Imagine! Marie he waide “the law didn't Agure mas thero is called ‘Noel.’ In our /signified an extension of hospitality to | Misery for residential purposes, Welcome. lon this. But I reckon you heard Big door for him, but he halted on the threen- old, looking back into t! e pn Wi Twenty th whal re captured last chateau we kept it a# @ festival for the | all prevent, and when fhe libetion was Twenty thousand les were captured las Tgsiy Allsias’ hae ORGHAS Guaeracii OF te ee ee the awe eae ae peasants on the estate, broaching casks | poured it was noticed r nkston |} year, she says. The Grasshopper—What's the matter with $| handled. m handling it now. He arose, snatched Duniave: hat of wine, manumitting their yilleinnages w Pi ea ears celleiaciag ik! He—Yes, and they're so lovable too, and parlors in connection with his barber shop. Aes ; reckon that lets you out—you an] from his aged, placed it on the taste, but I, as @ child, a slim, quiet child o! a e ht . 5 : ; he Worms Mu alked behind Dunlavey, standing roble birth, only saw Christmas trees |Murmured the boss huskily, affectionate, and the baby whales age just Mayor Gaynor and Doc Parkhurst spent whe Brink iiniten sinteek un dinae a . ¥ in picture papers. “I'm sorry he thought of trimming darling! ‘Tuesday in our midst. og , v a “Pp e Fa Open he directed, looking Fx siirere wapied one, 1 had no childs | 7ot Foy Blagg Lid pind. stg val She—Henry, ian't that a dreadfully big Jack Rose haa opened an ice cream parlor /4rvard professor called them deep thinkers Norton opened the Goer e trie and hood. My infancy, nonage, “even my | se: a oo, tree nour drink you're taking? over Bill Hink's blacksmith shop. that they won't speak to us ‘There adolescence, had but its memories of /overcoat. ‘ search on the table near Allen they some hoarse shouts from without- + being inculcated in the higher mathe-| “Oh, well.” maid the boss genially, ; sought thetr chairs. presumably rom Dunlavey’s frienda; & matics by an Oxford tutor with vinous| “Christmas comes but ence a year! | Dunlavey had said nothing. He stood chorus of derisive laughter from Allen's, propensities. 1 want a tree, a Christ- Sti - ns ” as prea aicnsiietineeiiiinte ean sg eet one eS See ee x Cg te he mag tree!"* poet at ran in- “How much do they cost? asked Mr, wn ee Jarr'a employer, greatly affected. : tose . “They are awful dear this year on (The New York Eroning acoount of the high cost of living,” ei him by Marton, aja Muller, the grocer. “I got some ‘Allen’ agross it with @ pencil Turistnas “trees at my store, but there OWK! THER @ - . Norton had previously placed on ain't one for less than a@ dollar, and MY ROMEO ¢ LL BLOwWUM . f NEXT an itt the table and dropped the paper into at's small and scraggy. A good one, q TO BLAZES! BLOW Y'TO BITS! ff] Duniavey's hat. Hollis opened the rear a fine one, is two dollars, may be three.”* “I want a tree!’ moaned the emo- 5 U onal Dinkston, “I have been robbed ne . paler se my childhood, inasmuch as I never b iy , dl XC Piz = 4 a Christmas tree, Let others aspire ) yy ia uds, let others crave raiment or | I ask no man's gold!" 6 he looked fixedly at Mr. Jarra The latter wiped his brow, . dreadful to see a strong man he murmured, 's nothing, “It's the he washes hig face, When , ] § | how many more in the other saloons, NT FRCS h va > | Their heads ts under the tables; they're Wt h | hangin’ on the walls an’ clawin' sroum@ (gs Y ] in spittoons—gle-or-l-oualy, be-uti-fully _ AAW) ami 7m ott a oe : ERT a NN pemmREO ON t