IU'SIXKSS XI'ALKS. When a ton was born to the head of a i-crtuni family the iiroud father rushed nut of the limine f> burrow a pair of scales. Just .'is he dardied out <-. i* the gateway he ran into a rag dealer, who wat> calling out at the top lit his lungs : "Any rays, any bottle?, any " " Look here !" exclaimed the excited parent. "Come into the house! 1 want you to Tveijh something for me." The man did as requested. The pink mite was tied up in a towel and hooked on to the sea If?. "Six pounds !" cried the must!. ''Six pouiklii?" repeated the disappointed father. The ragman smiled. "'Don't let that worry you, my friend," isaid lie. "Thorn is the scales l buys. l>y. I ittiep.s the-kid ! weighs, U'li pounds, uiuybe a little over I that." " j
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Page 7 Advertisements Column 1, Evening Star, Issue 15695, 8 January 1915
Page 7 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Star, Issue 15695, 8 January 1915
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