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"Along Cornea a Pack of Carda or a Bottle uf Wine, and Back I Slip."
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SYNOPSIS.
Qeore l'rcrlval Algernon Jones, viv..
presldent of the Metropolitan (orientHal
oig com,pany of New York, thirsting f.r
romance, Is in ('alro on a business tripl
florac.. itylnnn arrives at the hotel in
Cairo with a carefully guarded hundli'.
Ryanne selles done the famous holy Yhl
ordes rug which he admits having stolen
from a pasha at ltanded. Jones meets
Major Callahan and later is Introduced I.
!Fortune c'hedloye by a woman to whom
he had loaned 160 pounds at Monte Carlo
some months prevlously and who turns
out to be Fortune's mother. Jones tak i
Mrs. Chedamye and Fortune to a polo
game. Fortune returns to Jones the
money borrowed by her mother. Mrs.
Chedeoye appears to ela aged In some
mysterious enterprise unknown to the
daughter. Ryanne Interests Jones In the
United Romance and Adventure com
pany, a concern which for a price will
arrange any kind of an adventure to or
der, Mrs. Chedoye. her brother. Major
Calia . Wallace and Ryanne. as the
United Romance and Adventure company,
plDaa iLtky enterprise involvlng Jnmes.
yaunne makes known to Mrs. (hedaoye
his intention to marry Fortune. Brs.
Chedmoye declares she will not permit it.
Plans are laid to prevent Jones sailing
for home. Ityanne steals Jones' letters
and cable dispatches. He wires agent in
iew York. In Jones' name, that he is
eenting house in New York to some
triends. Mahomed, keeper of the holy
carpet, Io on Ryanne's trail. Ryanne
3esmises Portune that he will see that
ones coones to no harm as a result of hise
rchase of the rug. Mahomed accosts
ysnne and demands the Thlordes rug.
Ryanne tells him Jones has the rug and
suggests the abduction of the New York
merchant A a means of securing Its re
turn. TW'f rug disappears from Jones'
room. Fortune quarrels with her mother
when the latter refuses to explain her
mysterious actions. Fortune gets a me
age- purporting to be from Rjpnne ask
lug her to meet him in a secluded place
that evening. Jones rlelve a message
loe him to meet Ryanne at the lCngllsh
It e same evening. Jones is carried
of into the desert by Mahomed and his
oooomplices after a deeperate fight. Hie
dlcovers that Rlyanne and Fortune also
are captives, the former I. badly battered
and unronscious. Ryanne recovers con
ectoueness and the sight of Fortune in
captivity reveals to him the feact that
Mahomed intends to get vengeance on
him through the girl. Fortune acknowl.
elges that she stole the rug from Jones'
root. Ihe oilers to return it to Mahomed
If he will free all three of them. Ma
homed agrees to liberate Fortuna and one
of the men In return for the rug. A cour
ier is sent to Cairo for the rug., but re
turns with the Information that Mrs.
Chedsoye and her brother have salled for
New York. Fot-tune spurns offered free
domn hich does not Include her two com
panions The caravan continues the Jour
ney toward tlagrdad. Ityanne tells Jones
that Mrs. Chedsoye to the most adroit
5mrgugler of the age, and to overheard by
nun".
CHAPTER XVI--(Contlnued.)
Ryanne folded his arms and stared
at the sand. George sat down and
aimlessly hunted for the stub of the
cigar he had dropped; a kind of reflex
action.
The two men were all alone. The
camel-boys were asleep. Mahomed
bad now ceased to bother about a
'guad.
"I can't see where she gets this
ridiculous sense of honesty," said Ry
anne gloomily.
George leaned over and laid his
band upon Ryanne's knee. "She gets
it the same way I do. Ryanne--from
bere," touching his heart; "and she
is right."
"I believe I've missed everything
worth while, Percival. Till I met you
I always had a sneaking idea that
money made a man evil. The boot
seems to be upon the other foot."
"Ryanne, you spoke about becoming
bolset, once you oet out of this. Did
pee mean it?"
"I did. and still do."
"It may be that I can give you a
NL. You worked' In your fathers
bank. Yea knew something about Ag
areo. I own two large fruit-farms
in Caplfornla. What do you say to a
hundred and fifty a month to start
with, sad begin life over again?"
Ryamae got up and restlessly paced.
Iascbalasee had been beaten out of
hi;: the mercurial humor which had
e been so pleasant to escite.
bih bad once gives him a fbothold
bs much moments, was gone. He bad
lsty eo feelHng a bees, biting, bitter
srame. At length be stepped ila roit
at oeerge. who satled and laeked up
..spectantly
"Jo when esta tak your an
~ocr. k·poprC~L oo j~
Into wale.r and withdraw it. what hap
ipens' Nothing. Well. th., man who
give,' ni", a benefit is sticking his
tfing,r into water. I'm just as un
stable. Hlow many promisdca have I
made and broken! I mean. promises
to mysclf. I don't know. This mo
mnlnt I swear to be good. and along
comes a pack of cards or a bottle of
wine. and back I slip. Would It be
worth while to trust a man so damned
weak as that? Look at me. I am six
foot two, normally a hundred and
eighty pounds, no fat. I am as sound
as a cocoanut. There isn't a boxer In
the States I'm afraid of. I can ride,
shoot, fence. fight; there isn't a game
I can't take a creditable hand in. So
much for that. There's the other side.
Morally. I'm putty. When It's soft you
can mold It any which way: when It's
hard, It crumbles. Will you trust a
man like that?"
"Yes. Out there you'll be away
from temptation."
"Perhaps. Well, I accept. And if
one day I'm mlldag, think kindly of
the poor devil of aan eteast who want
ed to be good aid couldn't be. I'm
fagged. I'm golng to turn In. Good
night."
He picked up his blanket and saddle
bass and made his bed a doses yards
away.
George set his gssn at the fire, now
falling In places sad bowlng Incas
descent holes. A mouth ago, ln the
rut of commonplase, moving round In
oiled grooves of medlocrity. Bang!
like a rocket. Why, never had those
liars in the smrke-rooms recounted
anything hbat a wild and strange "
this adveature. mugglers. card
sharps, aa sadiet rug. a caravan In
the desert! He teuned his head and
looked long sad earnestly at the little
tent. Love, too; love that had put
into his dilMdet heart the thrill and
courage of a Bayrd. Love! He saw
her agann a she stepped down from
the carriage; L the dining.room at his
side, leaning over the parapet; Ibef
fably sweet, hauntingly sad Would
she accept the nlrefe he had offered?
He knew that oNd Mortimer would
take her without question. Would she
accept the delter of that kinnly roof?
She must! If she refused and went
her own way Into the world. he would
lose her for ever, Sbe must accept!
He would plead with all the eloquence
of his soul, for his own happiness, and
mayhap hers. He rose, faced the
tent, and, with a gesture not unlike
that of the pIsoa in prayer, registered
a vow that never should she want for
protectio , fSt should she want for
the contrts of life. How be was
golng to ksep ch a vow was a ques
tion that did Mot eter his head. Some
how he w gouing to accomplish the
feat. -
w"at Wtt5d the ragged beard
upon hs fee the ragged clothes upon
his bo,ýt tattered clothe upon his
feet, the m4qune attitude sad en
mbl? The Lord of Life saw Int
his h t4 understood. And who
might my with what Joy Pandora
gasedi he work, knowlng as she
maadid wat ned within her
m th heIthtabs, good oco
ly for ay UMA' soul, 0eore eme
dowan b y ad humanly to the
p"roe SM4Ie of where would 'he
make his b that nlight? To lie down
at the noth e of the Are meat a
chill l the t ; the south side.
e htatS, acrid breath of the
fre Ittse; Ire threw down his hsa
hot sad huesase of the Or, wrapped
bmaur uN,,' sank Isto alumber,
light hbt er s. ,
Whvt w that? Noe at up alert.
stra his ar. How loNs had he
b-e- Ye5 An hoer by bdi wase.
Wht ad 0m1.d hima Net a
m-un l tr s etla had
ofs MI lit t his sleep. Ni
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AAthor- of IIIV ATS AND /1ASKS.
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Illthe'. Ipro h Threeh'll white 1 4()t 1 n 54.1
"theserR. rew arid trw and alit . leigR ll e
hh'f1 plhr llk h. , l m hi Isl f t. 11t , Il;th
Il't i" 'th Win h! ut white'f mell 1 w iter
nwlk,, h I wlt n the deIehgrt ? hghi, t
"lolll chhhlfg ('l I!I bison? , €'(II n (lk d l
rnti Thewril' tem oirnli , nr i paritlva l It-t
Insnnliabe olf mohvtetlt, he wat(,hen.
ie ('airoahie. hrei ranwhier tois ay
atehite r nr, d rew and ah Ionh h-m.
"Wme llhatth helnt ! l'h
hclml. t Wh hute woiate n(1u wont
11'ul! Tni t mlrrO (y Ir atls In hef
I I oin. 'rllo hitng. het rn over I ll -
R 4I o rgl ii a l atd t tieh hoe.
md down d,
Iotl ra or t ltem tm ell he etlifloi
wwlih hi Ialld. "Bolsh! F.r I;d'
"Andll frl i here y re; there 14" it.
T hii' t tel' 14, i llr fn. It( 4 . lannl n
he're's a white' cmi in a ulre('u it!
toard 11ve it.!" The spekrn ker nateIhelt.
It teor whIte1'418 h m enel 1and 14 r4 a
lwtne roi ihetn i the anp l Ihe th're,
"a whitep wman !r Y rerat ir. i't y,'ot
"u14:rk I;nl!"? A white woman!" orgeh
"elistId the, mae b. the. foot depr-n
ate'ly. "A white wnman" dra it!
'ho!'nsanve kkd Te porge's hand awayd.
"ai slas ihed at his eamel. I tlanga,
witem, Woanl In th com Ih 1 ' re,
and yo,! wlmliint, get yodr guns liu
('l1110)1444 the mia by the foot desper
ately. "A while, woman!"
and yeou Williams. get youtr tun In
shape. This doesn't look good to me,
twenty miles from the main gimelleh.
I told you it was odd, that fire. IJve
ly, now!"
George ran after them. staggering.
Twice he he fell headlong. But he
laughed as he got up; and it wasn't
exactly human laughter, either. When
he reached camp he saw Mahomed
hd the three strangers. the latter
with their riflee held menacingly. For
tune stood before the flap of her tent,
bewildered at theturn In their affairs.
Behind the leader of the new-comrners
was Ryanne, and he was talking rap
Idly.
"Well," the leader demanded of Mas.
homed. "what have you got to say
for yourself?"
"Nothing!"
"Take care! It wouldn't come hard
to put a bullet Into your ugly hide.
You can't abduct white women' these
days, you beggar! Well. what have
you to say?"
Mahomned folded his anrms; his ex
pression was calm and unafraid. But
down to his heart the fires of hell
were raging. Itf only be had brought
his rifle from the tent; even a knife;
and one mad moment If he died for it!
And he had been gentle to the girl;
he had withheld the lash from the
men; he had not put Into action a
single plan arranged for their misery
and humiliation! Truly his blood had
turned to water, and he was worthy
of death. The white man, always and
ever the white man won in the end.
To have come this far. and then to be
cheated out of his revenge by chance!
Kismet! There was but one thing left
for him to do, and he did it. He spoke
hurriedly to his head.boy. The boy
without hesitation obeyed him. H e
ran to the racing-camel, applied a
kick, flung on the saddle -bags, stuffed
datesa and dried fish and two water
bottles into them, and waited. Ms
homed walked over to the animal and
mounted.
"Stop!" The white man leveled his
rfle. "Get down from there!"
Mahomed, as if he had not heard.
kicked the camel with his heels. The
beast lurched to its feet resentfully.
Maheomed picked up the guiding-rope
which served as a bridle, and struck
the camel across the neck.
Click! went the hammer of the rifle.
and Mahomed was at that moment
very near death. He gave no heed.
"No, no!" cried F'ortune, pushing up
the bahrrel. "Let him go. He was
knd to me, after hl fa shion."
Mnahomed asmiled. He had expected
this, and that was why be had gone
about the business unconcernedly.
"What do you say" demanded the
stranger of Ryanne.
Ryaae, hlaving no love whatever
for Mahomed, shruaged.
"Humpht And you?" to George.
"Oh, let him go."
"All right. Two to one. Off with
you, then," to Mahomed. "But wa t!
What about these begars of yours?
What are ye gloin to do with themr"
"They have bees paid. They cean
go back."
The moment the camel felt the sand
-rder his pads, he struck his gait
eastward. And whom the mists and
shadows crept in behlid him and his
rmdem, that was the last oay of them
ever saw of Mahomed-ElGebel, beeper
ot the Holy Thiordes in the Pasck's
palaee at Baiade
"4ewv. the," said the leader at the
strange earavan. "my same is AMb
ramm., and alas is a careu..-Harm ,
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1N.liti
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The h )llllllkl'llilR plluikn q :llt killnl
oitf s ilrl 'l iiit l he , l nall. tnilid I114'v nilt
saiver' d inltlinilly.
"li t nn ri s i r and .ione* o 1re f mi liitlar
HIere, yo4"' whirling uialtsily tipon
flip bor n who were presslins-' nhuto
IIe votlleye'd at'ine A rinilh nat theni, andii
they driol ltp hll b k '"W'll. I've hIardi
tinme. hit ll his tla n 41 heats tIh4llt all
Slhn ahullll d f'ron, I'i lro!. lh t I lh! If
59nt9 , onlit' haid toldi ln.' Ihis. inyllw' herl.
elt1e 1i11 li11,', I'd halve .:l htls I liii) a
lia r. Anid you1. Nlr. It nii,. W ntll I nto
Itit tatd nalne 4 1 13111 got awiy W lh i hlil tat
Yhiori'dea! It miist hlave ' 14.4 ii list
Il'vlt i i' n io of a 1ih ."
"i1 wial," repl ie(hd lithoill1l, hwonl1iily.
Ite dhul ui, knoiw Ihis ma it AtkI'r
r1:1iit., lIe hll n've'r h,"I';l 11 o if Itlrnt
ibut he to ,'lmizt <d horn Il ,h, r of
ellg whenlt ha" At hil ils n.r. v itsrll dI .
leanii, h aI ll'l, , 3hao, wof ' r\ . -, ii k
oif nI' lio , rUl. , litt , sr iti s I%.I I II A s"'irl t
hilnli , t" (h11" Til , i in,. 111 i t hlt tl i tlli IeI
of t1,r Ilts ' ;4,k11 I- "5s ',r 1,1 snot
rll 'r al t 3l i ns r d Al i k k , after the''
w'ift inventory.
"N3 o. I 9 :)tlrl ( dirt4,t I 33l3n4 s do1."
w ,'e ll h,1 o n th e wl ty lit d ii\w n , ah iarpi ."
"11'h 1. 1'lt" n(rit ltne l a tg h i'-r.
I"ortlinle shook her headI
"W'ell, aill ho r to let h he r luntion
\;'ar awaty," P td Arkerman, "lthn
y.,'ve got to aleeitl I'11 homoe now.
"l'o. are all very hapllpy to be hiselnl
by you." she eaid.
"Twenty days." Asksrmann I nrAPred.
"You're aI ihcky young womian. No
hysterira ?"
"Not even a sigh of disconttnt," put
in George. "If it ht dn't l's. , for her
plu'k we'd have gone to pierle just
from worry. Are you Henry Arker
mann. of the Oriental C(ompaany in
Smyrna?"
"Yes; why?"
"I'm George P. A. Jones. of Mortl
mter & Jones, New York. I've hoyrd
of you; and God bless you for this
night's work!"
"Mortimer & Jones? You don't say!
Well, if this doesn't beat the Dutch!
Why, if you're Rlobert E. Jones' boy.
I'll sell you every carpet In the pack at
coat." He laughed; and it was laugh
ter good to hear, dry and harsh though
It was. "Your dad was a fine gentle
man, and one of the best Judges of
his time. You couldn't fool him a
knot. He wrote me when you came
into this world of sin and tribulation.
Didn't they call you Percival Algernon,
or something like that?"
"They did!" And George laughed.
too.
"You're a sight. Any one sick? Got
a medicine-cheat aboard?"
"No. only banged up and discour
aged. I say. Mr. Ackermann, got an
extra pipe or two and some 'baccy?"
"Flanagan. see what's In the chest."
Shortly Planagan 'returned. He had
half a dozen fresh corn-cob pipes and
a thick bag of tobacco. George and
Ryanne lighted up. about as near con
tentment as two men in their condi
tion could posasibly be.
Said Flanagan to Fortune: "IDo you
chew ?"
Fortune looked horrified.
"Oh, I mean rum!" roared Flanagan.
No. Fortune did not possess that du
blous accomplishment.
"Mighty handy when you're thirsty."
PFlanagan advised.
They built up the fire and sat round
It cosily. They were all morp or less
happy. all except Fortune. So long as.
she had been a captive of Mahomed.
she had forced the thought from her
mind; but now it came back with a
full measure of misery. Never. never
would she return to Mentone, not even
for the things that were rightfully
hers. Where would she go and what
would she do? She was without money
and the only thing she possessed of
value was the 8oudanese trinket Ry
anne had forced upon her that day
Human Burrs in the World
Unwise People Who Bore Their
Friends With Their Display of
Lack of Tact.
Do you ever encounter Inquisitive
people who are really annoying-peo
pie who have not the least interest
In your affairs. but simply "want to
know" out of Idle curiosity? A great
share of America's reputation for rude
ness may be laid entirely to the charge
of their rlling questions. Equally na*
destrable is the person who confides
her family troubles to all her friends.
uIstead of putting the stoutest kind of
padlock on the closet door where the
family skeleton lurks, some women
shamelessly drag it out and parade
In the public eye.
The too-friendly Individual who runs,
In at all hours without ringing and
oeers her services upon every occ.
slo., and the woman who monopollses
or tries to monopollse all the time
sad attention of her friends Is like.
wis to be avoi4ed. "Dead e if yA
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ImGog P .Jns.a otme oe NwYr.
s'anII gIIE . No, sIP a'co llhl iunot acel't)t
htl:arllty. he nmaist fight out her hOtt lc,
Ill alone . . . lTh' chlild of n thitef
foer nc'ver wouaald her clenar minld a r'lIpt
.snal tlhig an ttlhr Ihantl thla'vlig.
S. . N ith r c l tlh she nae-e' pt llity;
an i slIIh stolC a gla;Ilie at I(eorge' asM
he hblw clouds of ismoke luxuriantly
from his nlontlh aind nose., his cyes
hlalf closed In estnasy. llow little It
took to comfort a uman!
Ilyrnnne sdlcdenly lowered his pipe
and smote his thigh. "lhell!" he rmut
"What's up?" asked (;eorge.
"I want you to look at me. Percl
val; I want you to take a good look
at this thing l've been carrying round
as a head."
"It looks all rllght," observed George,
pussled.
"Empty as a dried cocoanut! I
never thought of it till this moment.
I wondered why he was In such a
hurry to get out. I've let that copper
hided devil get away with that nlne
hundred pounds!"
CHAPTER XVII.
Mrs. Chedsoye Has Doubts.
Mrs. Chedsoye retired to her room
early that memorable December night.
Her brother could await the return
of Horace. She hadn't the least doubt
as to the result; a green young man
pitted against a seasoned veteran's du
plicity. She wished Jone no harm
physically; In fact, she had put down
the law against it. Still, much de
pended upon chance. But for all her
confidence of the outcome, a quality of
restlessness pervaded her. She tried
to analyse it, ineffectually at first.
Perhaps she did not look deep enough;
perhaps she did not care thoroughly
to examine the source of It. Insistent
ly. however, it recurred; and by re
peated assaults It at length conquered
her. It was the child.
Did she possess, after all, a latent
sense of motherhood, and was it stir
ring to establish Itself? She really
did not know. Was It not fear and
doubt ratlher than motherly instlinct
She paused in front of the mirror, but
the glass solved only externals She
could not see her soul there in the
refectilon; she saw only the abundant
gifts of nature, splendid, double hand
ed. prodlgal. And in contemplating
that reflection, she forgot for a space
what she was seeking. lint that child!
From whom did she Inherit her pe
cullear ideas of llfe? From some Purl
tan ancestor of her father's; certainly
not from her side. She had never
are thinking of golng shopping this
week, let me know and I'll go with
you. Stop for me if you go to the
matinee on Wednesday."
It never occurs to them that their
company might not be appreciated.
But Just as the burrs of the 0eld make
us appreciate the flowers more than
ever, so do the human burrs teach us
to rejoice in the pleasant, considerate.
sensible friends that fall to one's lot
for the latter outnumber the former
many, many times.-Exchange.
Saperanto.
The artificial key-language known as
"Esperanto" Is the Invention of Dr.
Zamenhof. a native of Orodno, in Rus
clan Poland. who first produced his
,system in 1887 by the publication of
"An International language." The
leading charactersistles of Esperanto
are its "simplicity of construction, the
facility by which It may be acquired
sad the practlcal ease and euphony
of Its reeuaciatiog," to use the la
to, h o911 9 . Id Si( I',th, h14 r. t IIII ll1 th i. IRt
f.lrt. 'itht hl)urn. And low it s tlool)
ltt hto pi k ti p Ihl. Ithre:itu she had1
iast s h i ie nIIn)t north º'(nY!,istri0g
Io no ,n#- Ii g1 V'tI icrf~ect i'w ttltil;
9l4d I|sh r'9iollzni. l the' iinw In hi s sI
thalt had Id hIer to ilgnore the 1mental
at tituld, ofr th, Igirl. mhlie hed not even
imade a friernd (of hier; a nmiltake. it hit
of atºipldlt y eblolutely foreln to her
Uslll keennesse. T''he chlld iucked
Illtt1 orf e'ing tannutiful, and In three
or four y'unrs she' would be. Mrs. ('hed
..oyV Was without jeanlousy; she ac'
(c4e,ldli hIeau1ty in all things unr'eserv
edly. l'ossessing as she did an Incom
parable bwauty of her own, she could
well afford to be generous. Perhaps
the true cause of this disturbance lay
in the knowledge that there was one
thing her daughter had inherited from
her directly, almost identically; in
deed, of this pattern the younger poe
sessed the wider margin of the two:
courage. Mrs. ('hedsoye was afraid of
nothing except wrinkles, and Fortune
was too young to know this fear. So
then, the mother slowly began to com
prebhed the spirit which had given
life to this slnaular perturbation. For
tune had declared that she would run
away; and she had the courage to
carry out the threat.
Resolutely Mrs. Chedsoye rang for
her maid Celeste. Thoughts like these
only served to disturb the marble
smoothness of her forehead.
The two began to pack. That is to
say. Celeste began; Mrs. Chedmoye
generally took charge of these maneu
vers from the heights, as became the
omffer in command. Jlending was
likely to enlarge the vein in the neck;
and all those beautiful gowns would
not be worth a soldi without the added
perfection of her lineless throat and
necl'k. She was getting along in years.
too, a fact which was assuming the
proportions of a cross; and more and
more she must husband those linger
ing (not to say begulling) evidences of
youthfulness.
(Tic 1WE ENTINITED).)
Your Temper and Your Cat's.
Cats are of a high strung and sen
sitive nature, easily influenoed by
their surroundings. If you wish a fine
tempered, nice little home loving cat
you must possess some of these at
tributes yourself.
YouI c.annrlot expect to have a very
amiable animal if you are cranky all
the time (;lve 'he animal credit for
being a gKwo imitator. If you are vil,
tempered and given to striking the kit
ten, find no fault if the cat has a IIke
manner and strikes people and smaller
animals.-D-umb Animals.
guage of its advocates. The alphabet
is composed of twenty-eight letters.
each letter having an invariable
sound, the vocabulary conslstlnlg of
some 900 roots selected from the
most familiar tongues. Since 1RR87
Esperanto has greatly hiereased In
use, but many think it will never be
made to serve the purpose for which
its Inventor designed it-a universal
language.
Girl Walks to Work Asleep.
Miss Nellie ILrra, a pretty young
girl of Point township. in her sleep
early this morning arose from her bed
and walked to a local cap factory,
where she was an employe. She was
barefooted and attired only In a flimsy
low-necked night gown. She was not
seen by anybody and finally reached
the factory and was about to try to
enter when the tooting of a locomo
tive close by woke her.
Iealising her perdicameut, the girl
grew excited and ran back home at
top speed. She fell senseless from
nervous exhaustion to the Boor of her
home.-Northumberland Correpo.
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"A veteran, talking to his great
grandson, a little lad of .ight or nine
" Nearly a generation and a htal
al'o my head was lh raz rd by a bullet
at the battle of thickamasga sa
"The lttle boy look'ed iat, the
old man l head thoughtfully and said.
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pce ar te of o heace
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rone b ei, ll ;n osand i r
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arned ad wand tre pdrhyia bhle
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ow.th Ished r th premeir.
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