THE SEATER.
“fe wv hat westacy in gliding
«fer fue water's glassy broast!
Kero w-like the air dividing,
_ Akmos seeming as if ritling
© the floet winds of the West.
¥ave 1 quafiod some magic pot ion,
Changing me to demigod ?
f= not this the very motion
With which Hermes trod old ocean,
When with winged sandals shod?
Halt is the joyous feeling
© unfetted birds I share;
And like them my joy revealing,
Barsts of song I would be pealing
TParongh the wide-rescunding alr,
Circling, swaying, curving, skimming,
Like a swallow on the wing;
Mow you margin deftly trimming,
Wow the surface roughly limning,
Onward now with graceful swing.
Tell me not of Lydian breezes,
That to idle dreams invite;
tude Boreas better pleases,
%V hose caress the waters freezes,
And whose rugged kisses bite,
RR TOOT SS
THE SHOT IN THE DARK.
it was n 20-caliber and carried a
tesxlen pellet not larger than a pea. It
did not look very formidable, and in
fact was not, but when Eva put it into
what she was pleased to call her pistol
pocket, in the rear of her dress, she
felt as safe as if she had the escort of a
regiment,
“What are you doing with that pop-
gun?” said Cousin Jack to her one
morning, as he observed her putting
her armory mn her pocket preparatory
to going out.
““That’s my beau, if you please, sir.
He sees me safely along these four
dark blocks when 3 come home at
might,”
“Jost let me look at that gun, will
you?’ said Jack. *“Pshaw! you couldn’
hart a mouse «ith it. Come I'll let
you shoot at me all day for a nickel a
shot. Hurt me? Not a bit. But why
in the name of the guardian angel of
all young women do you want to carry
= pistol?’
4 Well, Cousin Jack, you know that
it is late when I leave the store, and I
cannot always have company, It's a
dark walk from the cars over here, and
¥ thought I saw a sneaking fellow fol-
low me one night, I shall be ready for
Bim next time. I don’t intend to be
‘bothered or robbed, if I can help it.
Don’t think I can’t shoot. I lave
been practicing a little, and shall make
it very uncomfortable for the coming
sand-bagger as sure as my name is
Eva.” .
“But you couldn’t burt anybody
with that thing, you know."
“Couldn’t 1? Don’t get in front of it,
thats all. Good-by, I must hurry
along.”’
Eva Barton was and a sales-
woman in the great establishment of
Hershell, Shilds & Co. She was rather
ander than over the medmm size,
somewhat slight in figure, but com-
pactly formed, every gesture and move-
ment denoting character. . Her cheeks
were like lilies, and her eyes of limpid
blue, sneh as Solomon would have
described as being “like the fish-pools
of Meshibon by the gate of Bathrabbin,”
that divine blue, capable of expressing
every passion of the soul.
it was more in her expression than
in her features that she was beautiful.
8he knew how to dress and had the art
of bestowing the simplest ribbon or
flower on her neck or hair in such a
way 4s to lend elegance and refinement
to her toilet. If she had been French
they would have said she hadchic. No
English phrase can exactly describe
«what chic is, but we all know it when
we see it. It is style and something
vaore. It is the knack of doing and
ibeing done in ths best form. It is not
£ashion, but it is to fashion what poetry
is to prose. It is entirely a femiline
attribute. Dut all women do not pos-
sess it, When a woman has chic,
Age cannot wither her nor custom stale
fler infSuite variety; other women
€loy th’ appetite they feed; but she makes hangry
Woon she satisfles,
She had come to the great city to
snake her own way in the world, not
that she was obliged to, but because
she wanted to. Her mother is dead,
Her father’s second wife was one of
fier schoolmates, Home was pleasant
enough after a fashion, but a glimpse
of the great world and business ways
is a good thing for sensible girls. So
Eva came and took up her quarters
with Aunt Bascom. Having some
knowledge of ribbons and dry goods
-ghe got a place in Hershell, Shields and
Co’s., commencing at $5 a week. She
was now getting $20, and was consid
«seed the best saleswoman in the store.
. Sse ha such an art of displaying goods,
. of throwing them on her arm and over
23,
obliged to buy. They colld not help
EW ;
Cousin Jack, or, more properly, John
Bascom, was teller in the Southwestern
National. He was 25, was perfectly
layal to one woman—that was his
mother. Whatever he did be did for
her. Sark i
“1 don't think I shall ever get mare
ried,” Jack would say to himself,
don’t sec suy like my mother,”
“Towards us cousin Eva he always
Malt in a parental sort of way,
dittle, Ie went to bed that night wi
Tis head full of practical jokes, but
Boving a sort of centerpiece in Eva and
Jaex pistol.
It was only atthe: table
that the family mef, for Eva took her
lunch at the store, and was always late
at dinner,
The next morning Jack commenced
on Eva:
“Well, my Amazonian little sales
lady did you slay any sand-baggars last
night?’
“I'm not a saleslady 1 want you to
know, cousin Jack,”
“What! been promoted again?’
“No, I am not promo‘ed, and 1 am
not a saleslady. I am a salewoman.
If there is one word I despise more
than another, it is saleslady. Do you
say salesgentleman? I suppose you are
a tellergentleman in the Southwest
ern?”
“No, said Jack, “I am a gentleman
teller?”
‘““‘yYou may joke, but 1 telt you 1
abominate saleslady. Why can’t girls
and women bave as much sense. as
men? Are we to call them kitckenlady
and cooklady?”
“Every woman is a
right of sex,” said Jack.
“Doubtless, that is true, but why
should we American girls be so dis
trustful as to be constantly announcing
ourselves as ladies? We are ladies if
we act suitably to whatever place we
are in. Others may call themselves
salesladies, if they choose, but for
myself I am a saleswoman, and when
it is necessary to refer to me in that
capacity I prefer to be called so. Think
of a man advertising for a place as
salesgentleman. He would get it, I
guess!”
“Bravo! bravo! my belle cousin,
Another new departure. Here is a
saleswoman, armed cap-a-ple. Well,
may the philosopher ask, whither are
we tending? Are there any more
young women in your store of your
mind ?*?
“Yes, a few; but the great majority
prefer to be salesladies.”™
“I hope, cuz, you don’t consider
yourself a woman with a mission?”
“No, sir; 1 am not a woman with a
mission. The strongest points about
my sex are their weaknesses, and oue
of their weaknesses is to be called sales
ladies. I don’t believe I could ever
reform that out of them if I tried
1 like the name ladv. It implies dig-
nity, refinement and good breeding.
Don’t let us drag it in the mire. Every
saleswoman can bea lady it she chooses,
but she is not a lady simply because
she stands behind a counter! ‘‘Sales-
fiddlesticks!” and Eva started up and
off with an energy that almost made
Jack’s head swim, .
Soliloquized Jack:
is not a good one. She must give that
up. She'll hurt herself sometime, and
then I should reproach myself. I can't
argue her out of it, that’s certain; but
I shall ind a way."
Jack continued in a brown study
nearly all day. *In the evening he
came home to dinner, but strolled ont
immediately after. He had an
and he was going to work it out,
Eva left the store as night was fall-
ing. She had a long ride in the car,
and by the tine she reached her cross-
ing it was pitzh dark, and the scattered
gas lamps only tended to make the
darkness more vimble., She was nota
timid girl, but she never did like that
long walk alone at night. Quietly ad-
justing her dress and putting her hand
in her pistol pocket she started for-
word. “As she did so she saw a figure
stealing along the opposite side of the
street and then coming toward the
path she must take. She hurrid along,
and so did the figure, now in front of
her. And when she slackened her
pace, so did the figure. The street
was deserted, but Eva gave her pistol
a tighter grip and moved on courage-
ously. Just as they got to the middle
of the darkest block the figure turned
and moved toward her, She spoke
quickly, “Out of my way, sir!” No
answer.
Crack, went the little pistol,
The figure never heeded it.
Crack, again,
“Great Scott!” Eva, do you want to
kill me?” howled Jack, as he felt a
sharp pain rush through his upper arm,
“Great Scott!” put up that gun. Don’t
you know mel Jerushal Whew! you've
blown my arm off. Don’t you know
me?’ And Jack capered around on
the sidewalk, holding his arm while
the warm blood commenced to trickle
out at his cuff,
Eva stood almost dazed. i$
“Oh, John, why did you not speak’
Why did you actso? Have I hurt you?
Are you killed? Are you dying?
What shall I do? Come, hurry here;
don’t die here In the street; let me carry
you; let me support you, ‘|
lady by her
““The pistol idea
idea
com soon dressed and bound it up.
As Jack marched off to his room he
looked at Eva humorously and said:
“You ean now see that pistol is of
no account.”
“There were four more charges in it,
Cousin Jack.”
“I believe I don’t want any more of
them, to-night. I hope I can use my
arm to-morrow,”
Jack laid awakea long time thinking
over the matter, He had been very
stupid. He felt that. What would
Eva think of him? And what a girl
she wzs! ‘What intrepidity and charac-
ter! That girl is a4 treasure; thought
Jack, as he floated off into the land of
dreams.
As for Eva, she did not sleep a wink.
She could hardly accuse herself of
wrong, and yet she could not excuse
herself. To think that she had wounded
Jack was terrible. She might have
kiled him. How dreadful! And on
her sleepless pillow she upraided her-
self the who'e night through. One
thing she determined to do, As 8000
as it appeared that Jack's arm was all
right she would return home.
Jack appeared at breakfast table, his
arm somewhat stiff and sore, but not
much more painful than if he had been
newly vaccinated. He tried a feeble
joke or two, but both Fva and Mrs,
Bascom felt too serious for much con-
versation,
“Eva thinks she will go home,’ said
Mrs. Bascom.
“What?” sald Jack, a sharp pain
running quickly through his breast,
sharper than the pain in his arm.
“Eva says she will return to Black.
water in a day or two.”
“I don’t think you ought to, Cousin
Eva.”
‘Yes, John, I think I must,”
A little while after Jack and Eva
were standing side by side in the parlor.
$1 suppose, Eva, it may be best for
you to return home for the present; but
do you know I am wounded incurably?”
“Don’tsay that. Oh, it can’t beso!”
“Not in my arm, dearest, but in my
heart.”
“Oh, Jack!"
“And if you go home now, may I
come for you soon and make this your
home? ?
Eva looked up into Jack’s eyes, her
own “full of light and love, and rently
whispered:
“Yes, Jack.”
“Then,” said Jack, as he clasped
her in his arms, “It was the luckiest
shot in the dark I ever heard of.”
TRS
took out for Your Heslth.
Se. J. William White, one of the high-
est authoriti on hygiene in Philadel
phi, said to a reporter that recently,
our winter has a very unfavorable in-
fluence on the general health of the
community, The combination of mols
ture with either cold or heat always has
a deleterious effect. In addition to the
effect of the cold on the surface of the
body there is also the prevention of the
evaporation from the skin on accountof
the dampness of the atmosphere, and
consequently many injurious products
are retained that would otherwise be
be thrown off by the perspiration.
“The lungs are the organs which
chiefly suffer, and cases of bronchitis,
pulmonary congestion and pneumonia
are thereforealarmingly frequent. Cold,
damp weather is much more productive
of colds, catarrhs, influenzas, rheuma-
tisms, lung and bowel troubles than
even a greater degree of cold with adry
atmosphere,
“The ice and snow in the streets are
injurious because they increase the
dampness,
“If persons who have any predisposi-
tion, hereditary or acquired, to lung
trouble wish to avoid the evil effects of
the weather they should pay especial at.
tention to preserving a uniform temper-
ature of the surfape of the skin, keop-
ing their feet warm and dry, abstaining
from over-fatigne and long hours of
fasting. They should discard the habit
of wearing slippers and thin stockings,
so common with most women and some
men, and which should probably be as.
signed the preeminence in the produc.
tion of coughs, colds and pulmonary
troubles, Thin-soled shoes and cotton
underclothing are also to be avoided
during such weather as this,
“Woolen, flannel or merino under
garments aro preferable to those of any
other material for this weather. Wool
is a poor conductor of heat and an ad-
mirable absorber of water, taking the
latter up rapidly, both into and between
its fibres. As compared to either cotton
or linen, its power of absorption is vast.
ly greater. : i
“In all such climates as this flannel or
merino undergarments, including stoek-
ings, should be worn by every one dur.
ing the winter months and, indeed, it
would be safer it they were used of a
lighter texture through the Summer,
Certainly invalids or persons predispos-
ed to pulmonary troubles should observe
this rule absolutely. After wool silk is
best adapted for use in umderclothes,
“Then, though a long distance removed,
@ and sufficient clothing and avoid-
draughts, part icularly when the skin
¥" :
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Street Lam p- Lighting.
The lamplighter whom a New York
reporter Interviewed usually races
along the streets as if his lamps were
so many trains all just about to start
and liable to go off unattended to, but
the other afternoon when the reporter
saluted him he was lagging. He had
made his long round, and was resting
by moderating his gait on the way
home. He invited the reporter to go
along with him, and took him to a
comfortable flat beyond Avenue A, in
Twelfth street, where were found the
lamp-lighter’s young-looklng wife and
strapping big boy and two baby girls.
The following was the story told by
him, Alonzo Strickland, a veteran in
the business, Ie is a short man, worn
down to the close working vrim of a
profeesional pedestrian, but vigorous,
bright-eyed, and quick as a cat on his
feet. Ile has not been a lamplighter
all his life, for he was a soldier, and
spent another interval at another occu-
pation; but there are few men who
bave had such a wide experience in the
business,
“1 began to light lamps for my father
when oil was used in the streets, Then
we bad to carry a lamp like what are
called stable lamps, together with a
torch which was imersed in alcohol.
We lighted the torch first, and then the
street lamp, which was a little metal
box with two wicks set in a socket in-
side a glass like those around the pres-
ent lights. Once a week we took all
the little lamps in our district to our
homes and boiled them in a kettle to
clean them. Sperm oil was what we
used In the lamps. Oil began to go out
of use in about the year 1857, It took
many years for it to go wholly out of
use. Yearsand years bad passed- in
fact, it was not many years ago—when
it was still burned along the Boulevard
and far up town.
“I have 132 lamps in my distriet, and
I get 30 cents a month for lighting each
lamp, or $30 a month in all. My lamps
string along a distace of about six miles,
and must all be lit in one hour. That
necessitates pretty lively work. We
japmplighters are obliged to do every
thing in a hurry and everything by time-
table. 1 have to start at a certain defi-
nite time in the evening, and to begin
putting oul my lamps at a fixed time in
the morning. The hour changes with
each week, the timetable being made
out by the city. See, here is the last
table. Beginning fa May and running
all through June and into July, I got
up at 3:15 A. M. That was the earl-
jest hour. In August and September
it gradually grew to be an hour ater.
October began with 5 o'clock and Nov-
ember ended with 6. The schedule is
about the same every year, Now Lam
getting up at half-past 0 o'clock and be-
ginning my lighting before 5 o'clock.
I manage to wake myself, but a good
many lamplighters get policemen to
wake them,
“No; the lamplighters work for the
gas companies, not for the city, The
gas companies pay us, and take full
charge of the lamps, The city pays for
the gas, and keops a number of inspec-
tors to ss that the city is properly
treated, The gas companies also have
fnspectors to look after their interests
two to each company. One looks after
the westside and the other the east side.
They see that wedo our work thorough.
ly and on time, and they look after the
condition of the lamps. We have to
glean the glasses and see that the burn.
ers are in good order, and whatever we
have to do we really are obliged to do.
There is ne humbug about it, We clean
each lamp three times a week. We see
that the stréet signs are In their pro-
per places, replace broken glasess wher-
ever we find them, and take the lanterns
to the superintendent for repairs when
we find them broken. Broken glasses
give us a great deal of trouble, and a
little later in the winter trouble iscaus-
ed by the freezing of gas. . Gas, you
know is moist. Hold your hand over
a burner before you light it and you
will see the moisture on your palm.
When a lamp freezes we uncrew the
stopeock! and pour alechol down the
pipe. That cuts the jee. Then we
blow down-the pipe, and that blows the
“Who breaks the glasses Boys.
They like to throw stones at them.
They play regular games, each one sees
ing who can break the most at one shot,
A brick has been found the most efilei-
ent missile; it breaks all the glasses at
once. A district that I used to have
from Avenue A to the river is the worst
mn this respect that Lknow of. I was
ferever putting In glasses, -and on one
oceasior I went down to the neighbor.
hootl where the most glasses were brok-
en to seeif 1 could see the operation in
progress, Sure enough, there were the
boys pegging Away at the lanterns,
They went on until they saw me, and
then they all ran_away, crying, there's
the lamplighter! Hil Hil There's Old
Stumyy, the lamplighter! I went to a
and asked him to arrest the
three times a week takes up the
be has finished his morning round and
borhood of private dwellings are easier
es In tenement
molsture that settien on the class is sticky.
¥
Near private dwellings you can alos
clean the glass with a dry handkerchief.
“People wonder what I uss to make
my glasses so clean, They stop me al
my work and ask me to tell them. Bu
I always say, *“What’s the use? ¥ou
won't use the things I doit I tell you.”
One said she could not get her coach
windows to look as my lanterns did,
and wouldn’t 1 tell her what to de?
“You wouldn’t do it if 1 did ma’m,
said I. ‘For instance,’ said I, ‘you
wouldn’t use kerosene, and that’s one
of the best of things.’ ‘Mercy, nol’
said she; ‘I wouldn’t like the smell of
that inmy carriage.’ 1 use kerosene
and sperm oil or sperm oil and stove
blacking; but the best recips for remov-
ing stubborn, sticky dirt on glass is a
little oxalic acid, a little alcohol, and
equal parts of kerosene and sperm oil
And a curious thing about it is that
the older and dirtier my rag gets the
better it seems to clean the glass, We
have to use what will do the work best,
for we must work quick, I can clean
two lamps in five minutes. I tell you
it makes people stare to see how quick
it can be done,
“I have curious experiences in the de-
serted streets in the early mornings.
A lamplighter does not have to buy any
hats in the summer time. He finds
good ones in the streets, Young men
lose them while they are oul on a sprees,
and either don’t look for them or are
not able to find them. We find money
sometimes, One day I found a ten-cent
starop at the head of a flight of base-
ment steps, At the nextstepsI found
60 cents, I went down the steps and
in the brick work, stuffed in between
two loose bricks, I picked up a hatful
of money—$40 in all. On another oc-
casion 1 met a crazy man who told me
and a poheceman where he had just left
$20,000. I went to the place and found
a good new pair of shoes, but no dollars
at all. I have seen burglaries, too, and
have repor ted what 1 have seen to the
police, but I never felt that did much
good.”
The lamplighter showed the reporter
the torch, whos exterior is familiar to
all New Yorkers, Outside it looks like
a long stick with a metal cylinder, per-
forated like a cullender on the top of it.
if you take that cylinder off you dis
close a little oil lamp, big enough to
hold about a gill of sperm _oiland pro-
vide with a single wick. The perfor
ated screen or cylinder has an inside
sheathing reaching down to sbout the
three last rows of holes. Thissheathing
prevents the wind from extinguishing
the flame. The holes that are unprotect-
ed are below the flame, but permit the
gas to flow in until it reaches the flame
and takes fire, These torches are com-
paratively new. Before they came inw
use the pay of a lamplighter was 40
cents a lamp, but with their introduc-
tion it was reduced to 50 cenis. The
putnber of lamps in each distaict was
increased, however, so that the lamp
lighters get as smuch money at the end
of the month, but have to work a little
harder to earn it,
A Profitable Timber Tree.
The wild black cherry isa healthy
tree, a rapid grower and lumber made
from it brings as high price in many
markets as the black walnut, Itisa
much more profitable tree to plant than
the black walnut, as it can be grown
closer, that is to say, many more trees
can be grown to the acre. It is not so
detrimental to other vegetation as the
black walnut, which will always be
feund to have ample room if of large
size, having made everything else
sigtand fram under,’ while the cherry
may be found close to ether trees with-
out apparently harming them. Another
great advantage the cherry has over
the walnut is that it is ripe for the
cabinet maker in less than half the
time required for the walnut, and to
this may be added the advantage that
it is easier grown, or, “rather, more
cheaply grown, for either of them are
as easily grown as peas or beans. One
pushel of cherry seeds will grow as
many seedlings as twenty-five bushels
of walnuts, and the cherry is more
easily dug up and transplanted.
In all this we would not be under-
stood as saying one word against the
walnut as a timber tree. It Is a very
valuable tree, as is well known to
everybody, but everybody does not use
common sense enough to know that
black walnut trees will not all make
sawlogs when planted two or three feet
apart. The common sense way would
be to plant them at least twenty feet
apart and fill in with cheap, rapid
growing trees that could be cut out in
time; leaving the whole space to the
walnuts, for it should be bore in mind
that the black walnut sapling is of
A Novel Exhiv lion,
An exhibition of a novel kind, illus-
trating the culinary art, was held re-
centlnin Vienna, The keepers of all
the most renowned hotels aud restapr-
ants exercised their skill and powers of
invention to please the eye as well as
the palate, 80 that the jury, whose Lon-
orary president is Count Kinsky, the
chief of the kitchen department atl
court, had some diffieulty in making its
awards,
A telegram from Vienus to the Lon-
don Daily News said: The cookery ex-
hibition has proved a wonderful success,
The ring and all the streets surrounding
the hortiewltural halls ase: blocked.
Long rows of carriages and dense
crowds make movement all but impos-
sible. Owing to thé large number of
people admitted the crowding became
dangerous, Thousands, hewever, wait-
ed outside and clamored to bs let in.
The Emperor and the Archdukes visited
the exhibition, and expressed thelr sat-
isfaction with what they saw. The
Empress sent word that she would visit
the exhibition. It was cleaned and
lighted, and at half-past 7 his Majesty,
with the Archduchess Valerie, was re-
ceived at the gates, where electric lights
were shown in the wintry morning.
Among the most remarkable objects to
which her attention wasdrawn were the
gold dishes, in originaland most splendid
forms. One hotel disguises its game-
pies, fish and cakes in vatious shapes
a Roman emperor, Gothic buildings,
Chinese towers, fortresses, Greek tem-
ples and ships. A beefsteak is decorat-
ed with bulls’ heads—smauil master-
pieces of plastic art Pies show thei
contents by having beads of pheasants
and grouse upon them, Two sucking
pigs dance on their hind Yegs on either
side of a pie over which a fluttering
hen seems to protectthe eggs under her,
which are already made into a savory
dish. A very remarkable object is a
large wild boar, whose skeleton is ex-
hibited side by side'with it, ¥heasanpts,
peacocks, game of all kinds are shown
in-their natural form, yet ready to be
served. Besides these luxurious dishes
are exhibited economical dinners. All
the paraphernalia of kitchens, dining-
rooms, cellars, are also exhibited, and
among the mass of delicate objects
crowds numbering over 3,000 persons
slowly move. When the doors were
closed to prevent the public from storm-
ing the entrance a panic seized the peo-
ple inside, who did not know how to get
out. At last officials from the balcony
explained that one small back door was
open, but a disaster well-nigh happened.
While this one narrow outlet was alone
open a curtain caught fire from an elec-
tric wire. Happily few noticed it.
When the people outside became very
clamoroas an official from a window
begged them to disperse, as it would en-
danger their lives to let them m. The
crowds dispersed for a quarier of an
hour. Now, at 11 o'clock, they are as
dense ever. Tne exhibition was pro-
longed by one day, but the general cry
was why objects of such interests to all
were not exhibited in the rotunda.
a
Frozen Water.Pipes,
“Who is this man?”
“The one who is rushing along, with
his hat on the back of his head, and his
eyes hanging out?”
“Yes.”
“That's the man who warned the
servant girl the other night to shut off
the water so the pipes wouldn't freeze."
“And the good girl obeyed!”
“Not exactly. She meant to, but
her bead came up and she forgot all
about it. Consequensly there was a
freeze-up. Poor girl! She is very sorry!
If tears would thaw the pipes she
would shed "em by the hundred.”
“And why does the man rush?”
“He is on his way to the plumber for
consolation.”
And what will the plumber do?”
“He will show the man 14,678 calls
which were booked before hie came in,
and which must be attended to in rota-
tion.”
“And will there be any swearing?”
“There will, my boyl There will be
swearing and stamping and blasting,
but it won't be on the part of the
plumber, He will preserve his serene
smile through it all. When the other
man gets out of wind he will retire.”
“To his office?”
“Oh, no! He will go off and buy
titmself an aleohol lamp, have a druggist
fill it tor him, and he will return home
to, thaw out the pipe for himself. He
can thus make a saving of several
thousand dollars, saying nothing of the
personal satisfaction of getting ahead
of a plumber.”
“And will be succeed?”
“Not by a John Rogers! He will
crawl under the house, scalp himself
on the joists, fill his knees with rusty
pails, choke himself with the smoke,
and finally crawl out and give it up.”
“No, sir-e-e! He won't wait for any
He'll skip down town for a
fumnitnre van and move into another
house. That's where his head is level.
It's cheaper to move than to thaw out
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