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HATS.

As the guests came out from
dinner to-day, there was a good deal
of mixing up of hats on the rack.

“I've lost my new hat,” said
Juge B— complaining to the hatboy.

“What kind of a hat was it?”
asked the boy.

“It was a white felt Dunlap.”

“Oh!” exclaimed the boy, “this
is too late in the day for Dunlaps.
Dunlaps were out an hour ago.
We're now on the Amadons and
Youmans. Have one? Better take
it, for we'll be down to the Knoxes
in a few moments and then will
come those mean Cincinnati and
Chicago hats.”

The boy has been arrested.