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en- you don't let "raving maniacs loose
out here in The West this way---when, my
landlord advancing, begged leave to intro
duce friend. A lively chit chat with the
young folks was soon set up; but, for the
life of me, could not help throwing one
eye here, and the other on that "quesr old
fellow" in the corner, who never said
word Maniac or not, said to myself, I'n
watch him. He might slip around here
and "crack my paie," before knew that
he was coming After while G my nd
lord" got up, and going over into the cor
ner, saw first the head of the 6 queer old
fellow" bob one way, and then "my land
lo,d's y another. Worse and worse, nut
tered !, still watching them. So much for
wishing TO see maniac. Never mind,
"pll stick it out" if have to jump out
Of the window, quietly said.


To be continued.