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"Sickening Story Told in Divorce Court."
"Plan New Eighteen-story Structure."
"School-girl Meets Death under Automobile."
"Negro Cuts Three. One Dead."
"Life Crushed Out. Third Elevator Accident in Same Building Causes
Action by Coroner."
"Declare Militia will be Menace. Polish Societies Protest to
Governor in Church Rioting Case."
"Short $3,500 in Accounts, Trusted Man Kills Self with Drug."
"Found Frozen. Family Without Food or Fuel. Baby Dead when
Parents Return Home from Seeking Work."
"Minister Returned from Trip Abroad Lectures on Big Future of Our
City. Sees Big Improvement during Short Absence. Says No
European City Holds Candle." (Sheridan nodded approvingly here.)
Bibbs came through the hall whistling, and entered the room briskly.
"Well, father, did you want me?"
"Yes. Sit down." Sheridan got up, and Bibbs took a seat by the
fire, holding out his hands to the crackling blaze, for it was cold
outdoors.
"I came within seven of the shop record to-day," he said. "I handled
more strips than any other workman has any day this month. The
nearest to me is sixteen behind."
"There!" exclaimed his father, greatly pleased.
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