WITH NO HUMIDITY. The weather man lay dying, Mull the doctor standing by. And. his sobbing friends around him Who had come lo say good-bve. They waited very patiently. Their eyes with tears all* blurred. And. listened,. that they might not miss Hia latest dying word. He now gave full directions ’Bout all his earthly things; How to conduct the funeral - Wlille lie put ou his wings. He named tho cemetery And the Mud of monument. The minister and pallbearers, And the eternal of cement. And last lie eaid : “ Carve on the stone, So everyone can see, ■ ’ ‘Clear and probably cooler, With no humidity.’ ’’ L. C. Neville. Seattle ‘ Post-Intelligencer.’
. For .Bronchia! Coughs take Woods’ Great Peppermint Cuxo. Is 9d, 2s Bd.—[Adrt.]
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Evening Star, Issue 17429, 12 August 1920, Page 2
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121Page 2 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 17429, 12 August 1920, Page 2
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