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Dear Amy: I could not believe your advice to “Retired Man,” who had been given an antique clothes tree by someone who now wanted it back.

He got out of the chair and went to the clothes tree to put on his coat.

Several chairs, a sofa and a clothes tree rushed past them, but as Dorothy said later to Ozma, after talking bushes, nothing surprised them.

His breathing I ween is the wonderful sheen, That clothes trees and meadows with loveliest green, The buttercups bold, it need hardly be told, Are gilded by him with the finest of gold.

Then he ran to a corner where stood a clothes tree, which had contained some of his athletic outfit.