. The Saturday evening post. epresent owner displayed it to the girl. Ill give you a part of this, and welllight up. Well, I dont know. It says Ben Bluntwas a sturdy lad of good I bet you never did smoke repeatedly! , Her manhood was challenged. Ill show you! she retorted, grimabout the lips. With his knife he cut the evil thing in Ifair halves. The girl received her portionwith calmness if not with gratitude, and Ilighted it from the match he gallantly held Ifor her. And so they smoked. The Merletwin never smoked for two famous Puritanreasons—it was wrong for boys to smokeand it made him sick
. The Saturday evening post. epresent owner displayed it to the girl. Ill give you a part of this, and welllight up. Well, I dont know. It says Ben Bluntwas a sturdy lad of good I bet you never did smoke repeatedly! , Her manhood was challenged. Ill show you! she retorted, grimabout the lips. With his knife he cut the evil thing in Ifair halves. The girl received her portionwith calmness if not with gratitude, and Ilighted it from the match he gallantly held Ifor her. And so they smoked. The Merletwin never smoked for two famous Puritanreasons—it was wrong for boys to smokeand it made him sick. He eyed the presentsaturnalia with strong disapproval. Theadmiration of the Wilbur twin-—now for-getting his ignominy—was frankly she was no common girl. I bet youll be all right in the big city,he said. Of course I will, said the girl. She spat between her teeth with a fineartistry. In truth she was spitting ratheroften, and had more than once seemed to(Continued on Pago 121) THE SATURDAY EVENING POST.
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