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Evening Star, Issue 16992, 14 March 1919, Page 4

A PROFICTENT .INSTRUCTOR. When father came home to dinner ha observed a vacant chair at the table, “Where's the boyf he edkod, nodding to the chair. , “Harry Is -iTpotaiTS, came in a tone of painful precision from _ the mother. “ I hope ho is not sick.” There wae an anxious ■pause. “No, he is not sick,” continnad the mother. “It rjriccee mo to ear, Richard. that cmr son, vour son, has been heard swearing on the street. I heard him myself.” “Swearing!” exclaimed the father. “I’ll teach him to swear!” And with that the angry parent started upstairs in the dark. Halfway up he and came down with his chin on the top step. When the confusion had subsided Harry's mother was hoard saying from the hallway : “That will do, Richard, doar. Yon ]>ave given hint enough toe one lee-