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' ?mn II i II i III ? .m. IMPORTING (Copyright, 1S93, 03 CHAPTER X. ncTOiuors AT LAST-"A BEE" IX un TUER'S "B02C?ET." No sooner were our ancestors s ?eposited in their respective vanita my father inclosed his burial lot a fine iron fence and set np a i ber of huge stone vases to contain 1: bag vines. To theso ho from tin] , timo added such other ornaments Improvements as were suggested by Nantucket Sperm. Captain Shrimp others. Theso works occupied his ( and his nights wcro given to the s of tho genealogy. Rev. Walter Mowbray created so fi able an impression that he war. invitf become tho pastor cf a church ir neighboring village of Weenipsit. ho had now become reimtaed witl spirit of the true and earnest Ckri; soldier and teacher, he felt it his dm make a full and humble confession tc bishop in authority and bog to -bc : stated. In this my father and I our assistance, and tho story of Je was made known to" only a few disc persons. In his preaching he is sa bo doing good work. The picture draws in his warnings to young mer so realistic that his hearers wonder the good old man is able to so fail hi portray thc many evils of this wi< world, of none of which he can poss have had any personal experience. My father's example caused many railings and handsome monuments t erected by his neighbors, and the Pa agessit cemetery is not only thc pri( the village, but also is thc model foi tho neighboring villages, in nearly e one of which thc work of improveu is in progress. Rev. Nantucket Sp is always loud in his praise of my fa for his inauguration of thc good v which is now being carried on witl ^ much pious enthusiasm. But that which gave my father greatest pleasure was'tho following i - dent, which he was never tired of rt ing: One day as he was coming in f: thc cemetery he was stopped by a w an apparently about 00 years, of ? who, cane in hand, stood before her tage. "Mr. Johnson." said the ven bio da:no. "I want few thank you. been a-holdin back for years ail I ki heow jist io keep from bein stuck de? out there among tho weeds and bri but now I'm willin ti w gp whenever Lord calls. Thc homes cf the dca the village are neow as bright as homes of its living, and changin fi ono to tho other don't seem dreac like it used tow. I've always been 1 in my homo among the livin, and like to 'bo tidy in my home among dead.'' It is my father's delight to accoxnp: my sisters when they go forth to st: fresh flowers on the tombs of cur an< tors. Cn such occasions he favors th with long extracts from thc genea?o He never tires of discoursing of the reer of the Johnsons of England, ant' speaking of thc trials and tribulation: Sir Archibald his face is at one mom flushed with righteous wrath, and at next hr becomes pathetic, cud tears i down his cheeks. Ile has now not oi fully adopted our imported anccsic but has also so fondly studied their 1 tory that he has come to firmly belli them of his own flesh and blood. I was made aware of this the day af our grand funeral ceremonies whei said to my father, "So euJs tho gri j mest, most protracted and elabor; practical joke ever perpetrated on t soil of New England." "Joke, sir!" sternly cried my fath staring at me as though he thought i losing my wits. "Do you call that v. hi has been wrought by the hand of Pro dence a joke? Let inc- : . again he you speak in that light manner of wi the Lord has brought about. I am certain as that I Uve that Sir Archibi Johnson was my great-grandfather. ? proofs arc so many and so strong tba cannot doubt then:. Not a man in Ami ica doubts them. My son, what 1 been done may have been commenced a spirit less serious than was befitting work of such great gravity and imp< tance, but ail the time unknown to God was guiding us aright. By his ha: you were led to the tombs of our ano tors, and in all vre have since done i havo had his aid. Thus has our wo been made to prosper and bring for good fruit. "How you can doubt that those who remains wo have so dutifully honor are our ancestors I cannot conceive, ? pecially in thc face of all the proofs y< have brought homo from tho moth country. In tho Bible we read that tl patriarchs of old experienced certain i ternal physical commotions term? 'yearning of the bowels' when brougl into the presence of those to whom th< were united by ties of consanguinit Formerly I could not understand tl pncnomeiicn, but now I never approac tho tomb ox Sir Archibald that I do ni experience similar internal sensations : the region of the diaphragm, which I a cept as a sign given mc from one now i tho other world." My father, being thus curt and decid? with me, his own son and fellow coi 6pirator. convinced me that had an stranger dared to even so much as hit a suspicion that our imported anccstoi were not all we claimed the old gentil man would have belabored the doubte with his cane. As I had n * desire to detract from th family enjoyment, I ever thereafter ker. H whatever light thoughts I may have ha H to myself. Indeed it was to me alway a great pleasure to observe my piste Eleanor strewing fresh flowers with pi SH ons caro upon the tomb of Lady Elec nor, her great-grtat-grandmother-b importation. H If there were any v.-ho were previous ly inclined to stand alocrf from our fan; ily, the discourse of Rev. Walter Mow H bray brought them into thc fold of ou friends. Still old Am ari ah Eradfor was by no means dispose Ito at once ad mit that I was wort!:;.- of allianco mai H rimonially with a family of tho "trues! bluest New England blood." Charity Bradford, tito wife of <>M Am I . ariah, was in full sympathy with he daughter and through hermotherPru dence was able to b:::. f-thing of (!:? state of her father'smind. I >li . informe) mo that after he had listened attentively to tho discourse ol Rev. Mr. M< ' : her father bad said i:i a convers?t tot I with her mother that, th ?ugh a m'einba of my family had landed at Salem i. 1630, still it was 10 years later than th? I pilgrims,and, besides, irri-? ig mnor dinary trading ves el was v< 'di H ^ from coming over vi the H However, as Lady Arbe?la John seemed to have been of a ble Puritan family, her cot < '. ' ' the country 10 yea; i carl ; ' dit bi HR overlooked. As l er husband's name wa? m Isaac, ho was inclined to the belief thal they were a genuinely God fearing pair. I As for titi"-, they were all mere worldly vanities. Ile therefore pretended to care nothing at all for Sir Archibald and H Lady Eleanor. Ho said they were prob ably persecutors of tho righteous. Soon after this was rewH**! to mc I ono dav ? ANCESTOR J E QUILLE. rican -Press Association.) by chanco found the Bradford of all the Bradfords at the cemetery contemplat ing with much satisfaction thc tombs of Sir Archibald, Lady Eleanor and Lady Arbella. I remained aloof, being con tent .with tho knowledge that the leaven was working. Upon consultation with Prudence we arrived at the conclusion that I might now safely "speak to her father." In a long time he had said nothing about Standish Bradford and had winked at my escorting Prudence to and from the "gatherings" of the young folks. When I bearded "tho Bradford" in his den, he gave his consent to my mak ing Prudence Mrs. Johnson, but almost in the "same breath plainly gave me to understand that through Lady Arbella and her husband Isaac, as the earliest representatives of tho Johnson family in Kew England, we need never expect to rank vwith tho true blue Bradfords. As for Sir Archibald and Lady Eleanor, he said he looked upon them as mero van ities not to be taken iuto consideration for a moment in a country where titles are unknown and despised. Captaim Shrimp was delighted when the seal of secrecy was removed from his tongue and he was at liberty to speak openly of tho important part he had played during the courtship. My father was taken completely by surprise. He had been so absorbed in the "grave" affairs to which he had long devoted his time that he had never thought of such a thing as my taking a wife in Pasona gessit. He did no: go out to the ceme tery for a week, but gave his whole time to the genealogical tree, makins inaii3 measurciuciits for the new branches that must soou be added. My sisters were "not at all surprised." They "had had their eyes open." Ou the occasion of my wedding I sur prised Prudence with a number of ar ticles of jewelry I had caused to bo made in London. On a bracelet I had a beau tifully engraved representation of the Mayflower ant! tho landing of tho pil grims. Then other articles were adorned with the mayflower of cid England (the hawthorn blossom), and the blossom of tho trailing arbutus, the mayflower of New England, composed of suitable precious stones. * I think the placing of the mayflower in some shape on ovtry article of jewel ry that I gave Prude;ice had its effect upen the Bradford of all the Bradfords, as he warmed to me wonderfully after thc wedding. One day when he had been particularly good 1 gave him ono of the silver gilt buttons taken from tho grave of my great-great-grandfather. He said it wa ; "a thing of vanity," yet his cy?s sparkled as he took it. My father, as time passes, devotes him self moro and more to Iiis genealogical ! records and almost daily regales some ouc with the exploite of old (ieoffroi rt tho sacking of Thetfort by the Danes. Of late he lias developed some new symp / surprised Prudence with a number of articles of jewelry. toms. Ir. all seriousness he one day said to uic: "Sam. my dear boy, I am out of place here. Indeed we are all out of place. "We should bc in England. I am really and truly Sir James Archibald Johuson and your mother Lady Jaue Johnson. I ought to take our genealog ical record, go back to the mother coun try and claim my rights there. That would place us ail in our proper posi tion." Privately he sneers at the descend ants of the pilgrim facherb as "persons of uo blood," and publicly (in Pasonages sit) he scorns all who ard not able to prove their descent from the pilgrim fa thers as "persona without ancestors." In carrying through to an efficacious conclusion our scheme for curing the Pasonagessit people of their ailment, it is very evident that my father has ab sorbed a very malignant type of the very disorder we sought to eradicate. So I find that in all good works we must ex pect some drawbacks. Absolute perfec tion is almost unattainable, oven in the most pure, noble and praiseworthy un der takings in which we can embark. THE END. Good Shoes Nowadays. There has probably not been since the war so Hule "shoddy" used iu shoes as now. Thero are numerous imitations of calf, kangaroo, dongola, goat, etc., made from a cowhide, and by tho skill of mechanism they are remarkably close imitations, but they aro generally sold for what they purport to be, and cannot bo classified as substitutes. The pan cake or pasted sole and heel is still used in the manufacturo of low grado shoes, but to a less extent than formerly. Leather is so cheap that a good button boot can bo made solid throughout at ninety-five cents and ono doi.'ar, and perhaps less. The Consumer secures more value than ever in the modern medium priced shoes; genuine materials arc put iuto every thing except such low priced shoes that it is impossible to make ?bera of actual leather. Thero is no deception about these. Manufacturers inako no secret of tho fact that they aro composed of pasted soles and heels, split insoles and tho tike. Buyers know what they are gettl j.-Shoe and Leather Reporter. Georgia's "Earthquake Well." lu Oconco county, Ga., a circular hole teu feet in diameter suddenly appeared on tho night of thc great earthquake ic September, 1886. It is locally known as tho "earthquake well," and there arc hundreds of intelligent people in that section who believe that it extends to the very "fountains of the deep." Although regarded as a great natural curiosity, uc attempts were made to give it an accu rate measurement until quite recently when all the ropes, clotheslines and hal ter straps in the neighborhood were let into its depth without touching bottom. Another sounding scheme is now on foot. -St. Louis Republic. A Change of Opinion. A Mississippi Valley Churchman-thal is tho name now given to tho western ritualists-in tallang about the Episco palians of Massachusetts ono evening, summed them np in this way: |'ln the old days of Bishop Eas thurn, when the Churchmen of thc Bay State were a select remnant, they thought they wcro toe good for God to damn; now they thins that God is too good to damn them, thus proving that the hard Churchman and the loose Churchman finally reach thc eame point."-New York Tribune. COtVPIGH" CHAPTER I THE CRY IS THE XIGHT. The night had grown very dark. Black clouds were drifting over the moon and fast blotting out thc somber light of the cold stars. As I leaned from the carriage and with straining eyes vainly sought to pierce the gloom of the night the soughing of the wind through the great pines fore told the oncoming storm. A feeling of intense depression seized me. Why had I come? At this moment I wished myself miles away. What a senseless quest this upon which I had entered! Suppose I were to find my old friend: would she be glad to see me? Was it rotan unpardonable intrusion to arrive thus, unheralded, at dead of night? Was there, in fact, any greater imbecile on earth than I, driving here, near mid night, over miles of rough country road in search of Portia Vane? Ten years had gone by since Portia and I were graduated from thc Canadian com cat in which we had spent four happy, uneventful years. During that time we were as inseparable as any schoolgirl friends. I had idolized the beau tiful, amiable southern girl, whose tales of plantation life in all its tropical color and indolence had completely captivated me. Born and brought up in a rigid northern atmosphere, the glimpses I got through lier conversation and letters of Portia's homo life were visions of fairy land. Portia was stately, clever and talented. I was poor, inferior and plain. But the loveliest and wealthiest girl in the convent singled me out as her friend, and my gratitude and devotion to her were unbounded. After our graduation we corresponded for two years, during which time 1 was employed in teaching and laying by money, for 1 intended some clay to visit Portia in ber southern home. She wrote me of her approaching marriage, urging me to be cue of ber bridesmaids, which pleasuro 1 was forced to forego. I received a few letters after her mar riage, in which she spoke in glowing terms of her new life. Then I heard no more. We drifted apart, as all school friends invariably do. it is always the unexpected which happens. Whoever would have fancied that from his numerous train of rela tives my uncle, John Mason, would have selected mc, poor Prudence Mason, as the heir to his great property? When I I had finished gasping over tho announce, meut his lawyers made me, my first thought was of Portia, and that 1 would seek her at once to toll her the good news. Perhaps we might travel togeth er; perhaps she was poor and needed as sistance. Possibly there were children for whom I might do something. Re member an obscure plain teacher has few freuds, and never in all my desolate, colorless existence had I so clung to any human being as to Portia Vane. i thought of her now as the carnage went jolting through this wilderness over the uneven roads, occasionally banging against a stump or the root of a tree. 1 saw her sweet face and heard again her gentle voice and remembered all her gracious and kindly acts. "Will we soon be there?" I asked my driver. He was a typical specimen of the southern "cracker," and in the monoto nous, mellow accents borrowed from the negroes drawled out: "Putty soon, ma'am. It ah 'bout tu mile. Soon's we uns git by Dead Man's swamp ye kin see the lights down yon dah." "Dead Man's swamp!" I repeated in voluntarily, "What a horrible-a dis mal name." "Dismal place, tu," he replied, "thah hain't white nob niggah dali go in thah at nigh;. All sorts o' curus an awful goin's on thah." "What do you mean?" I asked. 'Waal," he droned, "1 hardly know myself what I du mean. Thet's it. Yon know, ma'am, thet it's the mystery, thet's what shahs. Now, if ye knows what's happened, it takes half the scab off, but if thah's only stories an nobody willin to find out it's kind o' awful. Anyway, I kin tell ye this much-thah's lights seen in thah at midnight and ter rible sounds heard. An some says, an they don't hahdly Uko to whispah the word, thet thah's whah tho voodoos meet." "The voodoos?" I said. "Yes, niggahs, ye know, what do un earthly things-eat dead babies, tah out folks' hearts an play with sahpents" "Oh, don't tell me anything morel" 1 exclaimed. "I've read of them." "Waal, ma'am, it is somethin disgustin an awful to think on. I'm allus powah ful glad when I'm past the place." A few Tz?t> farther tho great forest broke away a little, and in the pallid light I could discern under the scattered trees stretches of morass, black, slimy and filthy. From the gaunt trees the long gray moss hung like lifeless f.gures dangUng and dipping in the sullen sur face of the stagnant pools. The swamp seemed interminable, reaching away in endless gloom under the low hanging branches. The moon came out from the clouds for ono moment and sent "a cheerless Ugh', down on the forbidding scene, but quickly withdrew, as if alarmed at what she saw. It was a frightful place-weird and uncanny. The wind shuddered through the trees, and ghostly shadows seemed to lurk beneath their swaying, writhing branches. "What a horrible place!" I exclaimed "Horrible? Ves, this hyah is Dead Man's swamp," whispered my comppn ion. Though I was oppressed by these hid eous surroundings, yet I was at the same time unaccountably fascinated, mid lean ing out I looked as far into the black vistas as the waning moonlight would permit. It seemed to my excited fancy that the trees beckoned me, and that tho moaning wind muttered that this awful place held secrets for mo. I was con scious of a strange mental exaltation almost a clairvoyancy. Away, away in the depths of that melancholy swamp was there not something calling me? Hark! What was that? With a frantic grasp I clutched my companion's arm as out of the night, out of this dismal swamp, trembled and shrilled an awful cry Uko the wail of thc judgment day. It reverberated through those black mysterious avenues and was caught up by a hundred mockingcchocs, then slowly died away. "My Rodi what i3 it?" I cried. "They'iv ai it."' whimpered my ilriver, and he struck thc tired horses n smart blow, which t ira flying over sticks stones :?:?1 roots of tVfUtX On. on wt dash? 1 i.i "'v.- wi! 1 'ii ;,it from a cry. It wa?* liol rv' .d::d. The dead ?.h uco that followed by its contrast made the reinem brenco mon appalling. r 1893.BY AMERICAN PRESS ASSOCIATION. we were oom reiievea when we turn ed into a broad avenue lined on either side by a double row of pines, at the end of which lights could be seen. If f'-f;ta ffei%ii?/f ' "V / ?liv ..iii i cttttencd mi/ companion's arm. "Thah is Swamplands, Runnel Mahch mont's place," said the driver, "an thah hain't a tinah plantation in Georgah. Lord! I can't go back to town tonight nohow. I'll ask Jake to put my team up an let mc sleep nyah some human crit tah. An J reckon, ma'am, yeah powell ful glad to be at yob j nu lin ev's end." I did not answer. Before me rose the great corinthian pillars and broad porti coes of the house of Portia Marchmont. I was trembling from apprehension. What if she were not. at home? Would we be obliged to return over the dismal road wo had come? Should I again bear that doiefnl cry? My nerves were stretched to their utmost tension as we drew np in front of the great house. I looked at my watch. Half past ll o'clock, The hall door was wide open, and ? flood of light poured out upon the broad piazza. As 1 looked a shadow moved from out a dark corner. A figure drift ed into the doorway, lt was a woman tall, graceful, dressed in white. Some thing in her graceful, languorous move ment set thc wheels of memory rolling. I forgot my doubts, my fears, my ter ror. "Portia!" I cried. CHAPTER n. PORTIA. There was no answer. Thc woman stood motionless as if carved from stone. "Portia!" I cried again. Slowly she moved across tho piazza. "Who calls me?" she asked. "Portia, it is I-your old friend, Pru dence Mason. Oh, do not tell me you have forgotten me-that you are not glad to see me. 1 have como so far," and choked with my emotion I hurried up the steps, holding out my arms to her. The light from the huge bronze lamp in the hall shone straight upon my hosv ess. I saw the face of which I had so often thought-the faceof myoid friend. Why, what was it? I stopped, dazed and bewildered. This was not Portia! mmxX I had prepared myself for t^^reat change in my friend, i had not looked to see the girl. I remembered the morn ing we bade each other, farewell, but had anticipated seeing an older, a ma turer Portia, in whose features I yet might trace the lines and expression of my friend of long ago. But this cold, proud-yes, insolent faced woman, where were the amiabili ty, the sweetness and the tenderness I remembered? Vanished-all-and in their.stead I remarked only disdain and vexation. She saw my surprise, my hesitation yes, my alarm-and a singular expression crept in her face, an expression of min gled cunning and dread. "Why, you are not Portia!" I stam mered. "Oh, yes, I am," she replied, with a light laugh-"3'es, and very glad to see ! you, Prudence. It was good of you to j come so far. Yon think I have changed? ! So I have. But I am Portia." and she bent and kissed me. The caress was intolerable. I could have screamed when her cold lips touched mine. Ah, how different a re ception 1 had pictured! What did it mean? Was it she who was changed or Ti She led me in, with many polite in quiries, uttered in perfunctory and me chanical fashion. Servants were sum moned; tea was brewed: my bags and wraps taken: everything that the most punctilious hostess could do for a guest was done for mo. And yet through all these kindly oSiccs I was conscious of a vague feeling of uneasiness and distrust. Under the glow of the great drawing room chandelier I studied Portia's face closely. What eras it? Where was the great chango which seemed to separate the friend of my yonth from me as by a gulf. Thcro'was tho same lustrous hair, un tinged by a thread of silver; there were tho great ni mond shaped liquid eyes, liko black velvet; the same faultless ly faultless features; the same ivorylike complexion. Cut the soul was gone from the face; the essence of an exquisite nature no longer looked out from the eyes, lt was Portia and yet not Portia She caught my intent scrutiny. "1 have grown old, Prudence," ehe said in answer to my inquiring looks, "and our southern climate has not im proved my complexion. Then, too, 1 have lived a monotonous life, have been very much alone, and that, you know, ?3 not good for one," and then she laughed. J recalled Portia's laugh-mirth pro voking, contagious, hearty. I could hear again its ' silvery sweetness ringing through the leafy avenues of the old con vent gardens. My hostess' laugh was hollow, sinister and harsh, like the crack ling of thorns under a pot. lind the years wrought a completo revolution in her character as well aa her face? "I am sorry Colonel Marchmont is not at home," she said after sho had gra ciously pressed a second cup of tea upon me. "Ile went to Atlanta last week. 1 expect him back very soon-possibly to morrow." "Yon have children, Portia?" "Ono," she replied coldly, as if the subject were obnoxious-"a little girl C years old-a headstrong little creature. I can do nothing with her I'm gladi have but one." I looked at her in amazement. I had often thought of Portia aa a mother. Hov,* tender, loving and womanly she would be in that relation! I had pic tured her holding a baby on her breast and looking down at it with thal divine1 expression only to be ?MI ia a ronna' mother's "eyes, and I had fancied her surrounded by merry, romping, happy children. Par warn:ly veilrd ('?.-tastr for maternity shocked mc. : < .Mun miist, be very weary. Prudence," she said after a little "If you like. 1 will show you to your room." As I was only too anxious to be alone I signified my wish to retire at once. Rising, my hostess took from the man tel a tall silver candlestick and led the way through the wide hall and up the old time winding stairs. I followed, with a strange sinking at my heai-t. My reception, though cour teous, had been utterly mechanical. 1 saw my blunder in having thrust an un solicited visit upon an old friend who, alas! was not the friend of old. I re flected, however, that it was not neces sary to prolong my stay and decided that as soon as possible I would return north with my stock of disillusions, which now weighed upon me like the burden on Pilgrim's shoulders. The room into which Portia led me was large and gloomy. . There were a vast four posted bed and a huge ward robe with carved panels. A fireplace with ancient andirons, mahogany table, chairs and old fashioi.ed lounge, made up the main furnishings of the apart ment. There were quaint gilt candelabra on the marble mantle.and a few portraits of dead and gone Marchmonts adorned the walls. The only modern piece of furniture was a tall cheval glass stand ing directly opposite the enormous win dows, which, by the way, opened on a balcony running the entire side of the house. The room oppressed me quite as much as Portia. Dismal forebodings seized me as I looked at the somber hangings of the bed and windows. Tired aud unnerved from my long, tedious night ride, as well / snic thc reflection nf n Ince. as from my disappointment, 1 was on the point of giving way. However, I man aged to control myself and receive my hostess' frigid good night kiss. I listened to the sound of her retreat ing footsteps as they died along the cor ridor. I heard a distant loor open and shut. At last I was alone. Conscious of my relief, I yet experi enced half defined sensations of rorrnr quite new to me. 1 had always been a singularly self reliant and courageous woman. But for the first time in ruy life I felt the presc-nce of n^stery. Mys tery seemed written on the doors of this gloomy room and fin the icy face of the woman who had just left me. "?Well," 1 said aloud, and my voice sounded thin and strange in tho lonely room, "well, I don't know what it means. Never did a human being change as she has changed. I was an idiot to come, and I'll go as soon as I can make an excuse." The air of the room was oppressive and musty, and 1 opened the shutters to allow the frosh night wind to creep in. I thou unpacked my bag and proceeded to make myself as comfortable as possi ble for the night Back and forth across the room I walked, each time passing thc tall cheval glass. It wns during one of these turns that, chancing to glance in thc mirror, I saw something which caused my heart to stop beating and my blood to freeze. I have already said that the glass stood opposite the windows. In its glit tering depths 1 saw the reflection of a face. Dut what a face! Malignant, crafty and yet with a lurking trace of terror, it surveyed me through the window-Por tia's facet It was but a momentary glimpse, and then as my heart slowly beat once more I heard a soft, catlike tread on the bal cony She was gone I TTO BE CONTINUED.] COMPOUND. A recent dlscovory by an ol<S physician. 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The Press Claims Company, C18 F Street, Northwest, WASHINGTON, D. C. P. 0. Box 463. JOHN WEDDERBURN, Man'g Alfy ?2T" Cut this out and .' end it with your inquiry. Il' YOU ;WANT INFORMATION ABOUT 6 NS I? RS ADDRESS A LETTER OR POSTAL CARD TO I THE PRESS CLAIMS COMPANY, JOHN WEDDERBURN, Mnging Attorney, P.O.Box 46, WA SHINGTON, JD. C * Honorable discharged soldiers and sailors who served nineiy days, or over, in the late war, are entitled, if now partially or wholly diabled for ordinary manual labor, whether disability was caused by service or not, and regardless of their pecuniary circumstances. .Widows of such soldiers and sailors are fntitled (if not remarried) whether soldier's death was due to service or not, if now dependent upon their own labor for support. Widows not dependent upon their own labor are entitled if the soldier's death was due to service. Children are entitled-(if under sixteen in almost all cases where there was no widow, or she has since died or remarried. . 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