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His Christmas Box.

S it all right, Doctor ? " " Splendid, Jumble ! Allow me to congratulate you." "Isit a — a — boy ? " " The picture of his papa." £j^" Doctor, this is the happiest moment of my life. It's selfishness on my part, though — for Louisa yearned for a daughter so fondly. ' ' "In that case, Jumble, she won't

be disappointed." " Didn't you say it was a boy, Doctor ? " " The picture of his papa." " But Louisa wanted a girl." "In that case, Jumble, as I said before, she won't be disappointed, for heaven has more than gratified her desire." "Do I understand you, Doctor ? Is it twins f " " You said you wanted a boy, did you not ? " "I did, Doctor." " And your wife wanted a girl ? " "Yes, Doctor." " Well, then, my man, rest easily. Heaven has granted the prayers of both." " Then it's twins ? " "But in favouring you, Jumble, heaven has doubly favoured your wife." "And it's twins?" "No, Jumble, not exactly. You see " " Great Ceesar, Doctor, you' mystify me ! Believe me of this aniiety, for pity's sake. What is it? " ■ "Triplets." ■■••...

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Observer, 21 December 1893, Page 30

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His Christmas Box. Observer, 21 December 1893, Page 30

His Christmas Box. Observer, 21 December 1893, Page 30