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When all foods was finished all retreated to parlor room where bridge-gamble was enjoyed till late night. At 1.62 oclock Mrs. Axweilder call Mrs. Whack an Ace & Mrs. Whack reply peevly, “Renig!” full of scorns. All make go-home agreeing how enjoyment that evening was.

At 2.11 clocktime, while those Axweilders was glad go bed, Mrs. & Mr. Spiggott set alonesome in parlor room where I could hear.

“Why do you bring those buffalo kittens to rage around this neighborhood?” she ask it. “One day more and I shall poison their foods.”

“They must get their fresh air somewheres,” he reprieve.

“Why should they spoil ours?” she snagger.

“I admit it,” he jar. “What could be more disgusting than Hon. Axweilder?”

“Hon. Mrs. Axweilder,” say her. So they go bed thinking so.

Next morning were churchtime.

“We have engaged orchestra seats for you at church,” repose Mrs. Madam. “It will be great treat.”

“What denomino church is it?” require Hon. Axweilder.

“Methodist,” say her.

“We never go Methodist,” say him. “We are Osteopaths.”