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Temuka Leader, Issue 208, 9 December 1879, Page 2

The boy stood on-the backyard fence, whence all but "him had fled, the flames that lit his fathers barn'shone just above the shed. One bunch of crackers in his hand, two others in his hat, with piteous accents loud'he cried, "I never thought of that!" A bunch of crackers to the tail of one small dog he'd tied ; the dog in anguish sought the barn and mid the ruins died. The'sparks; flew wide dpsi rod and hot, they lit upon the brat ; tfoey fired the crackers in his hand, and N eke those' in his hat. Then came a burst of rattling sound —the boy! Where was he gone ? Ask of the winds that far around strewed bits of meat and bone, and scraps of clothes, and balls, and and nails, and hooks, and yarn, the relics of the dreadful boy that burned Ms father's barn. In France th* Extreme Loft are trying to force Radical measuras on the m&nt.