A HEAVY Operator overtaken by a Reverse of Fortune was bewailing his sudden fall from affluence to indigence.
"Do not weep," said the Reverse of Fortune. "You need not suffer alone. Name any one of the men who have opposed your schemes, and I will overtake HIM."
"It is hardly worth while," said the victim, earnestly. "Not a soul of them has a cent!"
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