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By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
“I
CALLED on a girl a number of
times,” a young man writes, “and
I found her very agreeable, and
1 admit I made love to her. I had no
intention of being serious, and now find
that she is desperately In love with me.
As I do not want to marry her. what can
I do?”
But that is the very thing you must
do. A man so fascinating as your
self, who calls on a girl a few times,
and lo. the mischief Is done, must be
safely corraled withiri the bonds of mat
rimony t this needless slaughter of
female hearts may cease.
* Safely married to a woman who real
izes what a dangerous person you are
to he at large among weak, fluttering
female hearts, you will never again have
opportunity for making few passes at
a girl with a wave of your hand, and re
duce her to a state of paralytic adoration
In doing it. So long as your wife lives,
no girl will again be desperately in love
with you if she knows it.
' So long as you remain single this
trail of women’s hearts strewn crush
ed and bleeding in the path you have
trod will continue to grow For the
sake of the women helpless before your
charms; for the sake of a nation which
can not prosper with all Its womankind
dying of love, you must marry, and mar
ry at once.
Many Sacrifices.
T admit that you will make many sac
rifices. It will be a hardship to a man
of your temperament to confine all your
lovemaking to one woman, and many’,
many times you will he aghast at the
saorlfloe of limiting all your fascina
tions to the four walls of your own home,
but it must be done and I hope you are
sensible to the necessity. It is your
misfortune to be fascinating, but no
oTie will hold you to blame if you hold
those powers within some restraint.
When holding to car strap: when en
gaged In your daily occupation, if it be
that of interpreting the law or selling
muslins: keep your mind on the task
in hand and don’t raise your eyes to the
face of any woman. Remember always
your fatal power of rendering the wom
en desperately in love with you, and
have mercy’ on my sex. Tf you are en
gaged in an occupation that throws you
In contact with the silly creatures, quit
it, and go to digging trenches where
your living will depend on keeping those
fascinating eyes on the ground.
Some Simple Rules.
Never leave the house in the even
ing or on a Sunday without your wife
by your side, and when you feel that
you can no longer exist without some
display of your fascinating power, try
them on her. Make love to her, though
you may not mean it; make eyes at her,
squeeze her hand, and endeavor by every
art of which you are master to cause
r her to love you desperately.
Having renewed the flame of her love
to such hounds, she will double her
vigilance over yon, and reduce to a
minimum the dangerous Influence you
may exert over other women.
Perhaps you may argue that you in
tend to marry, but would rather wait till
you have made love to a girl seriously.
That, most irresistible of your sex, Is
something you will never do. To be se
rious in love is something beyond you.
Marry the girl who thought you were
serious, and In her hands entrust your
future
Paris's most
sensational mod
els in eve
ning gowns.
Gold and silver
trimmings and
embroiderings
give it an
exceptionally
rich appear
ance.
Its unusual style
and daring
departures
from old-time
methods give it
a most striking
effect.
shops this season.
It’s foundation is “mole” charmeuse.
The top of the bodice Is a tichu of
guipure veiled by an “amethyst”
>ilk muslin, which falls bark in
t wo long points.
The long tunic Is of gray silk
muslin, richly embroidered in gold
ami silver and edged all around
with a row of silver beads.
This tunic tightens
the bust and the hips,
crossing in front under
a girdle of draped ame
thyst satin and a huge
Hcarabaeus of silver.
The skirt, which is of
mole charmeuse, is but
* slightly draped
finished by a
t ral n
and Is
square
Style, beauty and magnificence.
Cleek of the Forty Faces
By T. W. HANSHAW.
Women who obstruct the view of
people by wearing large hats are to be
prohibited by law from buying a new
hat for three years in the State of
Texas, if a bill just introduced In th*
Legislature there is passed. Senator
11. W. Brelsford found his view ob
structed in church, and brought forward
the bill at once. It seeks to make it
unlawful for any woman to wear in
church or any public gathering any hat
or headdress having a crown of any
ornament exceeding two inches in
height, or a brim more man four inches
wide. At the end of three years the
.offender will he permitted to buy only
a certain uniform type of hat costing
less than $2.
Most races have ailments peculiar
ly their own, and one of the very latest
o? workmen’s complaints to be discov-
< red is the "conductor’s thumb." This
affliction is generate^] by the continual
use of the steel punch which is employ
ed to mark the passenger’s ticket. The
pain, very slight at first, gradually In
creases and spreads to the palm of the
hand, bringing in its train a species
of cramp of the hand, and compelling
those affected to handle their punches
very gingerly.
Lala Karim Dut. a Hindu barber who
• lied recently at Meerut, had for the
last three years slept every night with
•wn pet pythons coiled up beside him
in his bed.
THE WORKINGMAN'S FOOD.
The man who toils hard all day
needs strengthening food. A lot of
meat, is not essential to nourish and
sustain the system.
A 10c package of Faust Spaghetti
contains more nutrition than 4 lbs
of beef. Faust Spaghetti is made
from Durum Wheat, the cereal that
overflows in gluten—the food-content
ihat makes muscle, bone and flesh.
Faust Spaghetti costs one-tenth
l he price of meat—contains more
nutrition—is easier digested and
makes a savory, appetizing dish.
Write for free recipe book. . Sold
in 5 and 10c packages—at all gro
cers.
MAULL BROS
St. Louis, Mo.
Copyright by Doubleday, Page & Co.
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
4 4 iw TOT that alone,” she answered,
with a shudder. "I have said
that I sflould under ordinary
circumstances' have thought he was
merely training for the autumn sports
—for, you see, he was In a running
costume of white cotton stuff and his
legs were bare from the knees down—
but as he shot past me in the moon
light I caught sight of something like
a huge splash of blood on his clothes,
and coupling that with the rest I
nearly went out of my senses. It
wasn’t until long afterward I recol
lected that the badge of the County
Club is the Winged Foot of Mercury
wrought in brilliant scarlet embroid
ery. To me. just then, that thing of
red was blood—my uncle's blood—
and I ran and ran and ran until I got
oack here to the house and flew up
the covered passage and burst into th«
Round House. He was sitting there
.‘•till—just as he had been sitting be
fore. But he didn’t call out to me this
time; he didn’t reprove me for dis
turbing him; didn’t make one single
movement, utter one single sound.
And when I flew to him I knew why.
He was dead—stone dead! The face
and throat of him were torn and rent
as if some furious animal had mauled
him. and there were curious yellow
stains upon his clothes. That’s all
Mr. Headland, that’s all. I don’t know
what I did nor where I went from the
moment I rushed shrieking from that
room until I came to my senses and
found myself in this one with dear,
kind Mrs. Armroyd here, bending over
me and doing all in her power to
soothe and to comfort me."
"It Is Better."
"There, there, cherie, you shall not
more distress yourself. It is of a
hardness too great for the poor mind
to bear." put in Mrs. Armroyd herself
at this, bending over the sofa as she
spoke and softly smoothing the girl’s
hair. "It is better she should be at
peace for a little, is it not, mon
sieur?”
"Very much better, madame," re
plied Cleek, noting how softly her
hand fell and how gracefully it
moved over the soft hair and across
the white forehead. “No doubt th
major part of what still remains to he.
told, you in the goodness of your
heart will supply ”
“Of a certainty, monsieur, of a cer
tainty.”
*’ but, for the preserit,” continued
Cleek finishing th interrupted s»en-
tence. "there still remain one or two
questions w’hich must be asked, and
which only Miss Renfrew herself can
answer. As those are of a private
and purely personal nature, madame.
would it be asking too much ?” H„*
Li
Y
gave his shoulders an eloquent
Frenchified shrug, looked up at her
after the manner of her own country
men and let the rest of the sentence
go by default.
“Madame” looked at him and gave
her little hands an airy and a graceful
flirt.
“Of a certainty, monsieur,” she said,
with charming grace. "Ola m’est
egal.” And walked away with a step
remarkably light and remarkably
graceful for one of such weight and
generous dimensions.
A Private Talk.
“Miss Renfrew,” said Cleek, sink
ing his voice and looking her straight
in the eyes, as soon as Mrs. Armroyd
had left them, "Miss Renfrew, tell me
something, please. Have you any
suspicion regarding the identity or
the purpose of the person who mur
dered your uncle?"
“Not in the slightest, Mr. Headland.
Of course, in the beginning my
thoughts flew at once to Sir Ralph
Droger, but I now see hox\ absurd
it is to think that such as he—”
“I am not even hinting at Sir
Ralph Droger,” interposed Cleek.
"Two other people in the world have
a ‘motive’ quite as strong as anv that
might be assigned to him. You, of
course, feel every confidence in the
honor and integrity of Mr. Charles
Drummond ?”
Kept in His Desk.
“Mr. Headland!”
“Gently, gently, please! I merely
wished to know if in your heart you
had any secret doubt, and your flar
ing up like that has answered me.
You see. one has to remember that
the late Mr. Nosworth Is said to have
made a will In your favor. The state
ment Is correct, is it not?”
"To the best of my belief—yes."
“Filed it with his solicitors has he?”
“That I can’t say. I think not. how
ever. He was always sufficient unto
himself and had a rooted objection to
trusting anything of value to the care
of any man living. Even his most
important documents—plans and for
mula of his various inventions; even
the very leaee of this property —have
always been kept in the desk in the
laboratory.”
“Hum-m-m"’ said Cleek—and
pinched his chin hard. Then, after a
moment, "One last question," he went
on. suddenly. "What do you know,
Miss Renfrew, of the recent move
ments of Mr. Harry Nosworth, the
son who was kicked out?”
"Nothing, nothing—absolutely noth
ing!” she answered, with a look >>f
something akin to horror. "I know
what you are thinking of, but al
though he is as bad as man can be
it is abominable to suppose that ne
would lift his hand against his own 1
father."
To Be Continued To-morrow.
OU take it from me, sir,” said
the old showman, “that the
higher education of animals is
a mistake.
”1 have trained all sorts of beasts
from fleas to elephants. I’ve taught
horses to dance on their hind legs,
dogs to act music-hall sketches, ele
phants to play the barrel-organ and
do all sorts of tricks; but not one of
them showed such intelligence as my
educated eel.
“I picked him out of the water one
day, and was attracted by his cute
browrn orbs. He looked at me in a
sort of friendly, knowin’ way, as if to
say: ‘Let’s be friends, guv’nor—real
pals.’
“So T picked him up and put him In
my pocket. Then a bright idea struck
me. I w’ould train him with the other
animals and let him take part in my
show.
Was a Winner.
“Talk of the Intelligence of animals.
That eel simply beat the bunch. He
guessed what I wanted him to do be
fore I’d thought it out myself. He
had the true spirit of the artist, too,
he ’ad. He performed because he loved
to act.
“The first thicks I taught him he
took to a« mere , child’s play. In a
few days he could put his tail into
his mouth and roll round the room, pre
lend tng to be a hoop. He would smile
when I said ‘Smile’ in the cutest way,
and, what is more, he would often smile
on his own without being told, as if
tickled at the humors of this funny
world.
“Then I taught him to wiggle him
self Into the shape of letters. Soon
he could twist himself into every letter
n the alphabet and spell words as easy
as you please. This beats ‘ science,’
thought I, when one day he actually
spelt my name; so I formed the idea
of inviting some of the greatest scien
tists in the country to witness the
feats of my marvellous eel.
“As the day of the private view
drew’ near I put him regularly through-
his tricks, and that marvellous animal
seemed to gyess exactly what was in
store for him. He got nervous, excit
ed, and vain, too. If he had been a
• acock I can just imagine him spread
ing his tail. But he merely blinked
his eyes In the cutest, knowin’eat way.
He Broke Down.
“Then all of a sudden the excite
ment began to tell upon him, and he
showed signs of a nervous break
down. He took trembling fits, which
nigh scared me to death. 1 dosed him
with spirit, which seemed to do him
ood for a time, but he got weaker an'
W'eaker until at last one morning I
found him stretched out stiff and stark
upon the floor.
“If ever a human bei-ng died of brain
fever, that poor beast did. I never
trained another eel .igaii He died
about this time last year, and I would
give anything to have him by me now.
with his cute little smile and his ’VVe’re-
pals-guv’nor’ look.”
By WILLIAM F KIRK.
P A brought a book hoam with him
last nlte & lie was showing it to
me It was called How a Husband
A Wife ahud act to Avoid Quarts. It
was a big book, about a foot thick.
This book Bobbie, sod Pa, is a book
thut was wrote by a very wise guy. He
was married three times & his first two
wifes left him beefbar he realised that
lie was hard to git along with, so wen
he married the third time he made up
his mind to stud^ the fair sex A find
out what wud humor them. This book
is the result of yeers of pashunt watch
ing A experiments on his part, Pa sed
1 think that It ought to keep yure Ma &
me from ewer having a other unkind
word. IJere is sum of the rules. Bob
bie, so wen you grow up A git a. wife
of ynre own you will be abel to greet
her right at all times & salv quarts
Good Rules.
Rule 1— 1 The husband shud never be-
qum angry at the saim time that the
wife is angry. One angry person in a
fambly is enuff at a time.
Rule 2—The wife shud newer stay
angry after she has gone to sleep. She
might have a nitemare.
Rule 3—When a husband is contra-
dickted by a wife he shud smile sweetly
A say, wen his wife gives him a chanst,
“ I dare say you are right.” That is
the greatest sentence that wan ewer
invented for making matrimony pos-
sibel.
Now, Bobbie, sed Pa, there is a good
point right thare. l>et us go in the
other room & 1 will ask you to notis
how yure Ma acts wen 1 answer her
that way. “I dare say you are right.”
So we went in the living room & Ma
was thare. She was kind out of sorta
about sumthing. I guess, beekaus she
looked at Pa A me kind of cross wen we
calm in. Well, I suppose you want yure
supper. Sed Ma. Yes, deerest, sed Pa.
It is a wonder that you & our son dldent*
fool around in the library until It was
time for brekfust, sed Ma. The men
nowadays, sed Ma, act for all the wurld
as if wlmmen was made to wait on them
A newer give anything else a thought.
I dare say you are rite, sed Pa
Of course. I am rite, sed Ma. Now
thare is Missus Norris. She Jest left a
few’ minutes before you got hoam. She
toald me that her husband reefused to
buy her another frock until next month
and then went to his club and lost four
dollars bow-ling ten pins Think of itr
sed Ma, unable to buy his little wife
another frock when she only had three,
and then going and losing four dollars
bowling. That is the man of it for you.
How much was the frock? sed Pa
Very Cheap.
Only sixty dollars. Ma sed Thay was
eighty dollars last, but you know wim-
men’s clothes has went down a whole
lot in price this season.
Maybe he cud afford to spend four
dollars bowling A cuddent spend sixty
dollars for a other frock, sed Pa.
Thare you go, sed Ma, deefending
him.' Of course, man can do no wrong.
The men want to be the lords of cre-
ashum.
I dare say you are rite, sed Pa How
about dinner?
It is on the table waiting for you,
sed Ma. Oh, dear, it is the salm old j
story, Ma sed. Git the dinner & then !
put away the dishes. A man’s work j
is from sun to sun, a woman’s work |
is newer done.
Pa sed “I dare say you are rite" wen
he had a peece of stalk in his mouth &
he nearly choaked.
Thar you go laffing at me, sed Ma.
you are a brute.
Poor Pa, I guess he will have to read
sum moar rules in his new book.
«osyin«K* jlolis h
The jewelers in Paris are con
tinually at work to produce nov
elties which will appeal to the
Parisian ladies as well as to rich
Americans. The glove shown in
the Illustration is of pure gold
and ornamented with Jewels. Its
value is about $2,000.
“Woman’s Work Is Never Done”
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER
“M
AN’S work lasts from sun to
sun,
But woman's work Is never
done."
And one reason why it is never done
is that she is not allowed to do it.
Men can understand that other men
have necessary work to perform; it is,
however, hard for women of leisure to
understand how busy a busy woman
may be. And until they do understand
this it will not be easy for any woman
to labor as steadily and satisfactorily
as does a man.
A man who is an author said to me,
“From the time that I go into my study
after breakfast in the morning, until I
am ready to come out at luncheon, I am
not disturbed.”
1 gasped with envy and also with a
little incredulity, for 1 know that his
study is in his apartment and that he
has a wife and children.
“I mean it,” he said. “Tf I would do
good work, I must be left alone .’’
“But your telephone?” I queried.
That is right on your desk.”
Should Be Unmolested.
He smiled in a superior kind of way.
“Ah, yes, but that is only a switch from
the instrument in the hall, and my wife
or the maid answers the main phone.
If I am asked for the reply is that 1 am
’engaged and cannot be disturbed
I do insist that when the man has
gone to business, and the children to
school and college, when the orders have
been given to the maids, the butcher,
grocer, etc., that even a woman might
have three or four hours each day in
which she need not be disturbed—or,
at least, that she might have her morn
ings unmolested.
“But she should explain to her
frien<Is,” says someone. “They would
understand and not call on her or tel
ephone to her in the morning.
Her friends! Does anyone fancy it is
one’s close friends that disturb one? No,
indeed!
Who is it then who Interrupts the
woman and Ignores the fact that she is
“engaged ?’’
First of all, it is next to impossible
to make a maid understand that when
a woman would write a story, paint a
picture or give a music lesson she has
in view any object except that of amus
ing herself for a little while when she
has nothing else on hand. Therefore, In
spite of interdicts, she often interrupts
any one of these occupations to deliver
some message that could wait, without
injury, for a half day. But if she is so
well trained that she does not do this,
she seldom has strength of mind to say
to those who would reach her mistress
by telephone or in person that the busy
woman cannot be disturbed
What Is Another Way?
I remember that when I flattered my
self that I had at last drilled one maid
into doing this, I discovered that her
answer for weeks had been the same,
namely, that I was gone away and that
nobody knew when I would come back.
When I learned of this and protested to
her, explaining that her statement was
an untruth, she said—with a knowledge
of human nature at which I could not
sufficiently wonder “Indade, ma’am, if
I said you was engaged and couldn’t see
’em, they’d not be satisfied. But if I say
you’re away, sure what Is there for them
to do but lave you alone?*’
No, it is not one’s own friends who
will not accept the “engaged” statement,
for they love one enough to let her alone
during her golden morning hours. But
there are a plenty of other people who
do not love one. Among them are the
casual acquaintance, who wants to ask
one to subscribe to a certain philantrop-
ic movement; the woman who tele
phones to ask about a maid who was
once In one’s employ and who querist
“must engage immediately If at all,”
and who talks for at least ten minutes
about her past experiences with “help;”
the book agent—for whom one cannot
help being sorry—the former schoolmate
who has not seen one for years, but
who, in passing through the city, has
“looked one up,” and insists to the hes
itating maid that she knows her mis
tress will be displeased if this “friend
of her girlhood” is turned from the
door; these are among the hundred-and-
one people who would be wounded by
that "engaged.” Yet we are told that
it 1b not honest to send word that one
is “not at home.”
Is there not some way in which the
members of society who do not have to
be let alone to accomplish their work
can be made to understand that even a
woman may need time and quiet In
which to do the task laid to her hand?
And yet, what woman calling on an
acquaintance, does not feel rebuffed by
the message that “Mrs. Blank Is en
gaged, and begs to be excused?”
Underground Trespassers
Quaint Callers That Are Found
In the Depths of Coal Mines
T HEY were on parade when the
Irish drill-sergeant stopped
dead 1 in front of the newest re
cruit and eyed him steadily from top
to toe before he burst out:
“Arrah! an' here’s a nice state of
affairs. How dare ye come here and
stand before a dacent man loike me-
self covered in dust from head to
foot? Answer me when I spake to
ye!”
With knocking knees the now thor
oughly wretched recruit endeavored j
to squeeze in a few well-chosen words
of explanation, but his attempts were
rudely overborne by a further torrent
of words from the sergeant, who fair
ly bellowed:
"Ye would answer me, would ye? I
Spake at your peril! Now, tell me, yo j
spalpeen, what have ye been doin’ to ;
yer nice new uniform?"
Again the bewiledered recruit i
opened a capacious mouth as a pre- j
llmli*_ry to speech, but the violent ;
voice of his superior broke in once
again;
"Take care!” he shouted. "Oi can i
hear ye. If ye answer me when I
spakes to ye, I’ll have ye arrested for j
insolence. An’ if ye don’t answer :
when I spakes to ye, I’ll send ye to
the guard room for disobedience. *o ;
moind, I'll have ye both ways.”
Distinctly Suspicious.
It was when on maneuvers, and a
soldier was being tried for the shooting
of a chicken on prohibited ground.
“Look here, my man,'' said the com
manding officer to the farmer who
brought the accusation, “are you quite
certain this is the man who shot your
bird? Will you swear to him?”
“No, I won’t do that,” replied the
canny yokel, “but I will say he's the j
man I suspect o' dolQf ft.”
“That's not enough to convict a
man!” retorted the C. O., considerably
nettled. “What raise*! your suspi
cions?”
"Well, sir.” replied the sturdy farmer,
as he slowly mopped his forehead with
his bandanna, “it was this way: I see
'im on my property with a gun; then
I heered the gun go off. then I see 'Im
putting the chicken into his knapsack;
and it didn’t seem nohow to think the
bird committed suicide."
A FTER a colliery explosion at
Llanbradach, Wales, one of the
rescue parties made a surpris
ing discovery. Perched on a tub in
the mine was a robin I Now, most
colliers regard the presence of birds’,
particularly those with white plum
age, about pits as a “token, and the
"Are” which had occurred was there
fore attributed to the intrusion of
the perky little stranger!
Rats are not uncommon about a
pithead, and some of them reach the
depths beneath, occasionally with fa
tal haste.
One, during the process of failing
down a shaft, acquired such momen
tum by the time it reached the bottom
that when It struck a collier there
was a loud report as of an explosion,
and the man was knocked to the
ground with great force.
In warm mines, too, mice are nu
merous. A few reach a new pit in the
trusses of hay and bags of corn that
are taken down it for the ponies, and
these, notwithstanding the strange
ness of their environment, multiply so
rapidly that cats have to be Installed
In the stables
It might be supposed that inous-
ers,” at any rate, would not take at ail
kindly to the subterranean world: hut
they soon become used to their sur
roundings.
In one mine a fine tabby used to
knock off with the men on Saturdaj,
but, unlike them, she did not start
again on Monday morning. She was
alwavs missing till Wednesday or
Thursday, when she returned from
the old and disused portions of the
mine.
Bad For Mice.
A strike, however, plays far greater
havoc with the mouse population of a
pit than any number of cats, because
the food of the ponies and of the men
and boyy is no longer available for
the unfortunate little creatures
When, by way of example, the Dur
ham colliers joined in the general
strike last year many of the pits in
that county were overrun with mice;
and for some time after work was
resumed not one was seen.
Dogs also are among the animal
trespassers in mines By eonie means
a terrier entered a disused pit in
Swaledale, and for eight days It roam
ed about the workings, apparently
without anything to eat.
More remarkable was a dog’s In
trusion Into a South Wales pit which
has the reputation of being haunted
The animal in question was seen
prowling about the workings, and, as
it seemed to vanish when an attempt
was made to catch it, a number of
colliers at once “downed tools” and
went home.
Some of them then consulted a lo
cal wise woman, telling her of the
“vision” they had seen earlier in the
day, whereupon she predicted a dis
aster. As a result more than 200 men
refused to go down the following
morning, and, though the manager did
his utmost to induoe them to resume
work, they obstinately determine to
remain Idle.
And, what in more, It waj Hit wnttl
three days later that all thp were
at work again.
There were two curlou# sequels to
this incident. One, which took place
about a week afterward, was the
prosecution and conviction of the for
tune teller for causing the miners to
absent themselves from work.
A Gruesome Discovery.
The other sequeal happened much
more recently, and was the discovery
of the skeleton of a dog—doubtless
that which had been seen by some of
the miners—in the workings.
The most singular trespassers in
coal mines, perhaps, are workers from
neighboring pita. A man or boy lose*
his way and. when his lamp goes out,
wanders in pitchy darkness through
the disused workings, ever listening
for the sound of a pick, till he either
sinks exhausted or gets in touch with
humanity again.
A bloodhound was once taken down
a pit to find a man who had disap
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mla#rs have ultimately worked back
So their starting point. Some year®
ago, for Instance, a boy was lost In a
Scotch colliery from Monday morning
to Wednesday morning, notwithstand
ing he was searched for systemati
cally the whole time, and In the end.
when almost exhausted, he came upon
hia father and uncle at the place
where he had left them.
Sometimes, however, miners be
come trespassers—only in a technical
sense—through “striking” a road
communicating with another pit and
following it up.
What He Got.
Visitor- Digging potatoes, eh?
Farmer’s Boy—Yes.
Visitor—What do you get for digging
potatoes?
Boy—Nothin’. But I get something for
not digging them.
Visitor—What do you get for not dig
ging them?
Boy—Licked.
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