TOO LATE.
Bliggins for some years had gone the pace that kills, only it didn't kill him but merely reformed him. Then he joined tho church and rose so high in its councils that he was sent to one of the big cities as delegate to a convention. "How was it?" a-sked a friend when he returned. "Tho convention? Oh, all right," answered Bliggins, "But that, town! Some town! If V>\ only beon «. dal«gat.o t.« tgawUuHff there beforci I sat waxwwd!"
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Evening Post, Volume CIII, Issue 83, 8 April 1922, Page 14
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81TOO LATE. Evening Post, Volume CIII, Issue 83, 8 April 1922, Page 14
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