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He Knew Who wqs Boss

Merle Tyner, veteran lumberman of Butler, Missouri, a constant reader of our stories and editorials for a great many years (and who can recognize a good story as he does a good lumber magazine), sent us the following one: A man drove through the country making a survey. He had with him two horses-one black and one white-and also carried a crate of chickens. This was his plan: As he stopped at each place, if the man of the family was the boss, to give them a horse. If the woman of the house was the boss, the family would get a chicken.

Toward evening his chickens were nearly all gone, but he still had the two horses. At the next place, in answer to his inquiry, the owner said: "I'm the boss around here." And his wife chimed in: "That's right; he has been the boss as long as I've known him."

So the man explained the livestock gimmick, and told the husband to take his pick of the two horses. He looked them over and said: "I'll take the black horse." flis wife crooked her finger at him and said, "Just a second." They retired into the house for a conference. When they came out the husband said: "I've changed my mind. I'll take the white horse." But the traveler said: "Oh, no you won't. YOU'LL TAKE A CHICKEN !''

"SUPPIRT NACIONAIE FIREST PRODUCCS WEKE, OKTOBIR l5-21-. The spelling is WRONG but fhe thought is RIGHTI