WASHINGTON, D. C, THURSDAY JANUARY 49, 1916

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The following 'sI.ineso by James X. Lowell,
breathes the sentiment of every lover of Liberty
and Independence. We do not remember ever
seeing them surpassed in boldness Of expression
or purity Of thought M ah
We will speak out We will be heard,


Though all the earth's system crack


We will not bate single word,


Nor take a letter back.


We speak the truth, and what care we


For Kissing and for scorn,
. While some faint cleaning, we can see


Of Freedoms coming morn.


Let liars fear, let towards shrink,


Let traitors turn away;
Whatever we have dared to think,


That dare VIC also say!


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A gentleman passing down street in hot haste
was hailed by ragged urchin running after
him.
'''Mither Mither O Mither! thay NTH
er.o
"Are you calling me boy"


''Yeth thir; thwow, what great hurry you
ith in ~
''Wel, speak quick what do you want? Nv.
no time to spare"


9Th you goin' down thtreet?"
'To be sure, you little Ounce, what do yo.
want?" ....


'Why mother thent me out to hunt our old
thpecled hen, and if you thee her weeth you'd
catch her for me-coth, yu thee, Pm tired a
lookin' for her!"