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MR. SHEETS

The Devil stood before the gateOf Heaven. He had a single mate:Behind him, in his shadow, slunkClay Sheets in a perspiring funk."Saint Peter, see this season ticket,"Said Satan; "pray undo the wicket."The sleepy Saint threw slight regardUpon the proffered bit of card,Signed by some clerical dead-beats:"Admit the bearer and Clay Sheets."Peter expanded all his eyes:"'Clay Sheets?'—well, I'll be damned!" he cries."Our couches are of golden cloud;Nothing of earth is here allowed.I'll let you in," he added, sheddingOn Nick a smile—"but not your bedding."