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'.Where Is the fre," asked Mrs. Partiagton of a fireman, from an upper window, as the beils were waking the night with their eiaDxos. ''ln ---." the aagalIast response. naming the hottest title

 of perpetual warmth. .Dear mel" said the old lady, 10, eonpfeAending him; ''is il 90 far od 2 wish it was nearer. for your sake But hell get there soon. she mattsssd to herself s.if he goes now" and she went to sleep again. iavoking biss- sings on the gaardians of public safety.--Bossss Post