A MARRIED Woman, whose lover was about to reform by running away, procured a pistol and shot him dead.
'Why did you do that, Madam?' inquired a Policeman, sauntering by.
'Because,' replied the Married Woman, 'he was a wicked man, and had purchased a ticket to Chicago.'
'My sister,' said an adjacent Man of God, solemnly, 'you cannot stop the wicked from going to Chicago by killing them.'
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