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'em out, Pueb, please.
Mrs. Pen: And save your chettouti from the fire, dear?
CAUTIOUS.
"What became of that fellow who invented the bullet-proof coat?"
"He went over to New Jersey to try it and the mosquitoes ate him up."
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Christmas at the Boarding House.
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ABd passed it left and right.
Then with a mighty monster stroke
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The one shy in his board.
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