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At his third public reception he wore a pair of white kid gloves that were too small. An old friend approached. The President shook hands so heartily that his glove burst with a popping sound. Holding up his hand, Lincoln gazed at the ruined glove with a droll air while the arrested procession came to a standstill.

Yet at this and every Christmastide it is well to give each one credit, if it can be done, for whatever speck of good he may have possessed. If the Frio Kid ever did a kindly act or felt a throb of generosity in his heart it was once at such a time and season, and this is the way it happened. One who has been crossed in love should never breathe the odour from the blossoms of the ratama tree.

What was it? Environment? Yes; there must be something in that. It was having its effect even on Pale Face Harry and the Flopper. What was it that Harry, a surprisingly lusty farmhand now, had said to her a week or so ago: "Say, Helena, do you ever feel that while you was trying to kid the crowd about this living on the square, you was kind of getting kidded yourself? I dunno!

"Yes; but they could n't find you. Miss Lucy 'most cried, and Dr. Dudley looked so sober I did n't dare speak to him. OH, it was awful! We was sure you'd been kid " Leonora hesitated, as before. "Kidnaped," prompted Polly. "Oh, yes, kidnapped! I never can remember how it goes.

And when Mr Shute was pleased with himself his manner was apt to be of the breeziest. He breezed into the shop, took a seat, and, having cast an experienced eye at Maud, and found her pleasing, extended both hands, and observed, 'Go the limit, kid. At any other time Maud might have resented being addressed as 'kid' by a customer, but now she welcomed it.

Hadn't I better take you up?" "Oh, no," she said, and held out her hand. They shook, she firmly, he with the flabby, diffident clasp of childhood and old age. "You're a funny kid," said Fitz. "You're rather a dear," said Eve. She entered the elevator, closed the door, and disappeared upward, at the pace of a very footsore and weary snail. Mrs. Burton was much cheered by Mrs.

She got up and did the family washing at five, milked the cows, drove into Edmonton with the kid she hadn't anyone to leave it with you see; she did her shopping, turned up at Poplar Lake Fair in the afternoon, and got someone to hold Harry while she won the ladies' race there, giving a handicap to the field! She's the finest dancer in the country round and has won things for that too."

"And she keeps the house beautifully clean, and looks after Tommy fine." "Let me tell you Master Tommy Long is some kid to look after," chuckled Chet. "And that's no dream," agreed his chum, Lance. Bobby began to laugh, too. "Did you hear his latest?" she demanded of the crowd. "Who's latest," asked Jess. "Tommy Long the infant terrible?" "Let's hear it, Bobs," said Jess.

For, now that he had not much more time before him, the only part of the service connected with this world absorbed what interest in church remained to him. Mam'zelle Beauce stretched out a spidery hand clad in a black kid glove she had been in the best families and the rather sad eyes of her lean yellowish face seemed to ask: "Are you well-brrred?"

This is considered the acme of professional finish, and the Bronco Kid smiled delightedly as he saw the wonder spread from the lookout to the spectators and heard the speech of the men who stood on chairs and tables for sight of the woman dealer. For twenty minutes she continued, until the place became congested, and never once did the lookout detect an error.