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On The Wrong Track

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Slims recently received private information tbat bis son was uot confining himself strictly to the straight and narrow path. There were ugly ruruors that the young uiau played cards and bet on the horses. Slims determiued to doublé his pareutal vigilance. The otber evening he turned to the youug man who ■was deep in a newspaper aud iuquired sharply, " What are you reading, son?' "A column under the head of 'Wbat the Book Makers Are Doing?' ' "I'll teil you what they are doing, sir," said the old man severely. "Tbey arO living luxuriously this winter afld laying their plans to fleece such laiubs as you next season. They keep up the race tracks and get rich by fooliiig noodlepates like you. I've heard all about you, r, and your wild ways. Order tbat paper stopped. Vhat_are you laughing at, you young rascal. "At your surprising knowledge oi horse race methods. I wai reading the literary


Ann Arbor Argus
Old News