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DEMOCRAT. II. II. ADAX.i. I'-HIUIirr. jlCPE GIRRTE WT. m ' s it:m 1APPY AS THE DAY IS LONG. ougfe the sunny bygone days of eariy Ufa, In a garden sweet and wild. LKnowinjs naught of sorrow knowing naught of strife Played I as a little child: nnFtlnff with tfiA ninhMnilt rnmntnr with t the breeze. Khing at the blossoms falling from the trees ftppy as the day was long! ils has been my motto, through the fleet f lntf years: They but show there's sunshine Never mind the tears. They are only dew-drops bright." 'Mid the blooming flowers of the summer day. This is still my care-free song: "Earth is but a garden, I'm a child at play Happy as the day is long!" in the royal garden or the Prince of Light, Flowers blossom through the years: Yet each shifting shadow hints of earthly mgnt Ev'ry dew-drop hints of tears. There, throughout the endless, golden sum mer day. This shall be my heartfelt song: ''Heaven's but a garden, I'm a child at as the day is long:" S. Q. Lapius, in Ohio Farmer. BREAKING OF THE JAM. Copyright. 1SS7. "I ain't my own man. I know that," said Jerry. "I've heard the boys talkin' about it when they thought I was lis ten in' to the trees. Yes, I've heard 'em whisperin' that some day I'd do some thin' crazy with my gun. Well, mebbe 1 will mebbe I will, if I hev' to live anywhere but here. But I couldn't no ways hurt a little kid like you," Jerry laid his huge hand gently on the head of the boy curled on the log cabin's Learth-"a pore little sick kid like you." He lifted his rifle and looked along the barrel toward the boy. His finger was on the trigger. The doctor opposite started to his feet with a word of alarm; then he sat down again. One glance at Jerry's face convinced him that, whatever Jerry's failings might be, shooting sick boys was hot one of them. "Of course you couldn't hurt him," said the physician. "In fact, I hope you'll help me take care of Jim this winter. We are here because the city Is not the place for a boy who has Had pneumonia. These old Adimndacks and the Oswegatchie river, and you for guide, Jerry, will make Jim as strong as a bear before spring, and " "Ever see a bear?" asked Jerry, laughing with pure delight. "Ever see a lear in the neatest trap in the woods? You let the kid come to-morry and I'll bet I c'n show him one." Jim sat up and shouted. Jerry's face was as simple and glowing as the boy's; then it clouded, and a vague sad ness crept over the docile mouth and the somewhat vacant eyes. "Don't you forgit I ain't right," he said, slowly and anxiously. "I'd forgit if the boys didn't let on. They laugh because I den't dast git away from ttese mountains. Ye know I stay here always, and I'm related some way to the big Windfall up yonder, an' to the river an" all. Once I went to town, and I got so lonesome an' cranky I w anted to knock ev'ry blamed fool I met. They got in my way, an' they talked too much. The trees here don't git in your way ror talk too much. In course, them popples along the Windfall gab ble consid'ble, but they ain't exactly trees. They jist grew after that storm blew the real old fellers down. Think of that for wind! Oh, ef I'd only been here then! A light flashed into his eyes, and he jumped to his feet, walking restlessly to the door. His hound pressed after him and followed his handsome, mus cular master out into the forest. Ward, the owner of the log house where Dr. Mason and his charge had arrived that day, turned to his guest: 'It's queer about that, he said. "Jerry in a high wind and Jerry in a calm are two different men. Ye wouldn't know him when it blows. He's smarter than lightnin ten; there ain't no cobwebs in his head at suvfc tiroes! But calm or storm, he's allay3 the strongest and best guide in the woods. He just can t tret lost or tired, or mixed on the weather or the place to find game. Everybody likes Jerry, ef he ain't his own man, and ye can't put this boy in carefuller hands than Jerry Wade's." Evidently Dr. Wade agreed, for, as the winter passed. Jim spent more and more hours with Jerry. In the lumber camps Jerry was the strongest, best satured worker among the men. Dur ing "slack" days the pair hunted, trapped end snowshoed together, and Jerry came to lore the boy as he had oever loved any other human being. Jim was as dear to him as the forest or the beautiful Oswegatchie. The cold weather broke suddenly with warm rains. The river rose, carry ing liundreds of logs down stream until they caught upon some rocks, forming a dangerous jvim a quarter of a mile above the Windfall. Then the river froze again, and the men could walk on the ice almost to the foot of the tangle of logs. But one morning a warm south wind rose, increasing to a violent windstorm as the day wore on. The softened ice began to pound against the jam from above, and the loggers stood idly about waiting for the break. On the Windfall the men could scarcely stand against the raging, shrieking wind. Late in the day Dr. Mason came, asking for Jim. Behind him, Pierre struggled, breath less and pale. "Boy on river!" he cried. "Come! Hurry!" Running to the bank, they saw Jim clinging to a rock far up the stream. Evidently be had wandered along the ice, lgivoraatof danger. Theybeckoaad him wildly, but he was now panic struck, and would not move. The shores opposite him were rocky and steep, and spiked with drift wood. The men stood at the only spot where he could reach land. But none offered to go to him in the face of almost certain death. As they waited, there came a sudden pause, a moment when the wind rested, and the Oswegatchie boomed less threateningly against its barriers. It was the moment to rescue him, and the men faced each other. Then they shrunk back with pale faces. Why throw away their lives? A moment later the wind swept with a grim roar along the path which it had mowed through the forest 40 years before. The great Windfall was like a tunnel opening on the river, where already the log jam creaked and swayed. Jim might live to be swept into that whirlpool with its craunching timbers. Sickened and trembling, they awaited the dreadful event; these men who braved dangers daily were cravens now. There was one one only one more a man in such a storm; but he was a mile away in the upper camp. They thought of Jerry with a com mon impulse. "He'll be wild. He'll say we was a lot of" "Go after Jerry." The speakers paused, for along the footpath Jerry was coming rapidly to ward them. The great muscles of his arms and chest knotted beneath his red shirt as he breasted the wind. His sup ple stride brought him quickly to the bank. There was a gleam in his wild eyes, and he laughed aloud in the pride of mastering the gale. The angry river was as dear as the currents of his own roused blood, and he longed to test the great strength of his splendid body o' find a problem, for his crowdi thoughts. Life and spirit tingled wi in him. Suddenly his glance fell upon th cited laces of the men; and the; saw little Jim. He stood among tn? speaking quietly, but with stern con tempt. "ALL RIGHT, OLD MAX, "Wait in for simple Jerry?" he said "You was" he hesitated and did not say "afeared." "You was common sensed not to risk it. Give me your pole, Pierre." There seemed to be somethine in his shining face which separated him from them. George Ham mond felt it, and began awkwardly: "It ain't in man's power to save the kid. Ye don't sense it, Jerry. We can't let ye go tomorry ye'll see " George re treated, Jerry confronting him, calm and white. "I am my own man," he replied. "Give me the pole." With the steel pointed driver in his hand he waited an instant, summoning all his powers of mind and body. He looked smiling ly at his silenced companions, easily master of himself anJ them. Running lightly forward, he drove the pole into a fallen trunk and vaulted far out on the ice. The men on the bank watched breathlessly. "He'll do it" "Look at that!" "The wind" "He can't move! Hevs hurt! ne can't move!" But he was not hurt. A new sound, a deep, ominous roar, had made him pause. He understood it well. The jam was breaking, and in a few hundred seconds the wreck would be upon him. He remembered how fearful the tu mult was. and how Jake I.eary had lost nis looting the previous spring when the logs went out. When Jake's foot slipped he was a doomed man; there was yet time for Jerry to turn aid run for life. But the wind swept down and buffeted him, and its rage entered his heart. The huge mass of timber and iee quaked and groaned and the noise of the surging water was louder. Jerry glanced again at the pitiful figure on the rock, and sprang toward it, run ning as the watchers had never seen a man run before. He shouted to Jim to stand ready; and Jin), though he could not hear, understood. With his friend near he began to recover from his numbing terror. As the jam moved with its first long, grinding swell, Jerry reached him. "Come on! That's the way. Here ye be, old fellow. Don't let go. Ef you do ef you do " Xow there was a sharp, splitting, tear ing sound above the dull roar, which told Jerry that the jam was breaking from top to bottom. He leaped faster, his face fiercer and very white. Jim could feel the iron frame gather itself convulsively. Only a few hundred feet now, and they would be safe Ah! That was nobly done. The men cheered wildly. Jerry rSTn like a deer before tha dogs, but the water pursued even mora swiftly. There was a fearful crash and a cry from Jim. He saw a black wall of water and jagged logs hidden in foam rolling down upon them. The ice be neath Jerry's feet split to right and left; it was moving, and he stumbled twice. But with three jumps he could reach the shore. One brave leap, an other, and the ice cleared. Now a wide lane of water swirled between him ant', safety. George and the doctor were standing waist deep in the stream to help him, and he gathered his strength, for that last leap. The gap widened and he saw it could not be done with Jim as a handicap. He must toss the boy ever first. Jerry's foothold was now only a pitching block of ice, caught on. ! a temporary obstruction. As they bal anced, Jim clung to his friend s necK, and the big fellow smiled at him with his old. sweet kindliness, though to-day his eyes were brilliant and his face was strong. "All right, old man," he said. "Let go and Doc'll catch ye. Don't be scart." The wind, water and logs screamed and crashed all about them. "Xow!" cried Jerry, and threw Jim straiuht into Dr. Mason's arms. T. saw him stagger in the attemjr cover his footing. Again an clinched his hands and c he could not jump. The, from his motion as sagged and canj the steady dowruMKrJ water. fa. thou- Ixl them face was lie strode earlier, DOC'LL CATCH YE." His arm sank, and he was carried into a clear place. All about, ice and logs plunged and reared through the foam. but some whim of wind or current held them from the drowning man. The river he loveu was kind, tor an in stant they saw his blond head above Llhe water and his hair gently lifted by the stream. Then he sank quietly, and the logs hurled themselves over the spot where he had been. When Dr. Mason tells this story he says that, as he views it, Jerry was his "own man" when he died. CHARLOTTE KIMBALL. IT AGREED WITH HIM. A Parliamentary Candidate's Growth, 'While Speaking-. Mr. C. W. Radeliffe Cooke, a member of the British parliament, tells of an ex perience that was more amusing in the telling than in the experiencing. He was to speak at an evening meeting in a country town, and was first to dine with two elderly ladies of the place. Xot until he was dressed for dinner did ha discover that his servant had neglected to pack his waistcoat. There was no gentleman in the house hold of whom he could borrow, but the butler, a stout man, had a spare waist coat, which, though not a match for the rest of the clothing, was near enough to pass muster. But alas! the waist coat was a mile too big. He found a sympathetic housemiid w ho took up a large pleat at the back of the waistcoat, and fastened it securely with pins. Dinner over, the party drove to the meeting, where the parliamenta ry candidate was to make the principal speech. The candidate had been speak ing ten minutes, and had warmed to hi work, when suddenly he. felt a pin give way. and then another and another. Slowly the borrowed garment ex panded, until its wearer appeared in all the capacious bulk of the true owner. Luckily the main body of the audience did not perceive the change, but a dis tressing titter was heard among the ladies in front. The best comment came from a gentleman who greeted the speaker after the meeting. "Public speaking evidently agrees with you, sir," he said, in a compli mentary tone, "for when you sat down ytfu were twice the man you were when you rose." English Illustrated Haga-sloe. 1 , THEJiLORY OF GREECE. 1 fttlrrlna- Memories of tile Vein met Contiaests. With what bumicg words did Byron at the beginning of this century call upon Greece to cast off the shackles with which the Turk had bound her and resume once more her rightful place among the nations of the earth. They were heeded. With the soul-stirring memories of Marathon and Ther mopylae, of Sal a mis, Platea and Arbela in mind, the Greeks commanded by Marco Bozzaris and Lord Byron him self, succeeded in overwhelming the Turks and achieving a hard-earned in dependence. It is a well-defined axiom that in war the morale engendered by the justness of the principle contended for frequent ly nullifies the preponderating forces of an adversary. Nowhere is this more evident than in the history of the Greeks themselves. When in the fifth century. E. C the hordes of Darius and Xerxes successively burst upon southeaste: Europe it was not alone the existei of Greece that was threatened, whole progress of human civi well. This truth is perl pressed by Sir Edw that had the battle ed differently prevailing- .-day, DKl foresee at that eroism, but were fighting for that was enough, er 100,000 Persians were by 11.000 men. At the of Salamis the Greek fleet. outnumbered seven to one. an overwhelming victory, and Thermopylae 300 Spartans and 700 hesplans, under Leonidas, held the pass for three days against the assaults of 200,000 Persians. . Xapoleon, "the coarse-minded sa breur," as the perfidious Talleyrand termed him, once remarked that God was alwavs on the side of the strongest artillery, but he lived to realize his mis take. Had any such doctrine as that been universally believed the round heads of Cromwell, the minute men of Lexington and Concord, and the pa triots of Maceo and Gomez would never have been heard of, and this it is that with her glorious past in mind, encour ages Greece lo hope for victory in her struggle with Turkey. Syracuse Stand. ard. THE TOWNS OF CRETE. oir Aotable on Account of War RamorM. A writer in the St. Petersburg Vied jmosti gives the following account of the towns of Crete: "Condia, Retimo, Canea, are of the 'Crete of the hundred towns' the only thtee cities existing. and in using the word city every at tenuation must be understood. Candia, situated at the mouth of a little river, the Geofiro, was built in the ninth oen tuxy by the Saracens pn the site of Heraklion, one of the ports of Cnossus. The distance between Cnossus and Can- dia is under an hour's walking, and in antiquity the two places were connect ed by walls, which recalled those be tween Piraeus and Athens. In the time of Venetian sovereignty Candia en joyed great prosperity. To-day its as pect is essentially Turkish on account of its houses, its mosques, its minarets and its bazars, in which ure exposed all the products of the east. It is sur rounded by a bastioned wall, almost triangular in shape. Within there is another wall separating the old town from the new, the Ir.tter being nearer the river. The fortifications date from the Venetians, but warand earthquakes have left little or nothing of the city's ancient splendor. Tournefort has called it only the carcass of a city. Its chief monuments are the remains of the church of St. Francis and the old Latin cathedral to St. Titus. Its popu lation is between 13,000 and 14,000, mostly Mussulmans. The port is pro tected by two moles, but the sand haa been allowed to silt up so much that only very small vessels can enter. Its chief trade is with Trieste, which takes from it raisins and oil in return for soap. Canea comes next to Candia, with a population of 11,000, equally di vided between Christians and Moham medans. Canea is the ancient Cydonia. The modern town dates from 1232, and is the principal port of the island, the ronimercial capital, and the residence of the foreign consuls. Xot far from Canea is the admirable anchorage of Suda bay. Retimo, the third town, is S3 miles southwest of Candia. Its popu lation is not far above 3,000." X. Y. Post. Fresh and Salt Water. A striking illustration of the different effect of fresh and salt water on the hulls of ships was recently afforded by the steamers which ply on Loch Lon inond when undergoing their annual overhaul. The woodwork of the ves sels, as usual, showed signs of active deterioration, but so well does the fresh water of the loch preserve both iron hulls and boilers from corrosion and pitting that the maker's name uponthe material of one of the vessels built 30 years ago was founj intact and per fectly clean and sharp. The inside of the boilers was also found extremely free from the deleterious coating of any kigd. Tho effect of the sea wcter upon iron and steel 13 exactly the re verse of this, but the saline properties of the ocean tend to improve woodwork. Chicr.go Tribune. A Ml.torlc Forest. When the duke of Monmouth was ex ecuted, in the reign of James II., for treason, the duchess ordered every oak in the park to be cut on the fatefnl morning. The new growth, belonging to Lord Ebury, is one of the finest for ests in Britain. San Francisco Chron icle. Thanks to the Oyster. She Oh, Jack, here's a pearl in thin oyster. He (excitedly) Ethel, may may X keve It set in an engagement ring? Pick-Me-Up. WILD BOARS OF INDIA. an American's Thrllllne Accoaat of . a Haat for Then. A Rochester traveler just returned from India had an interesting story to tell a Union reporter recently on-sport in India. The conversation naturally drifted to that peculiar y'eiciting and intensely interesting' national' sport of boar-stickine. "It is a curious sensation," said the .Rochester man, leaniner comfortably back in his chair, "going through the lone crass after roar nrpv at full ivlt ww - 1 I At first it seems as if only a miracle can save your horse from tripping over the burnt-up stumps and roots of coarse neroage, but u you bav corse a scramble or Jotyoxx will probably suffer' J danger arises from blip'' J dried-up watercourses .unst which even the hf stwill bite the dust.. ickr rider happen to the ground is hard as he will find it no joke; without a real shaking. A told me that as a rule the Us were off small horses, be- when thev came down- they med to make less effort to save them selves, and so their burden strikes the ground with the full and undimuv isbed force that the pace creates. Last year, at Jodhpore, the worst fall of the season, from which a lady sustained some terrible injuries that happily did not prove fatal, was one from an Arab pony that crossed his legs on the flat. On a day I well remember there were three 'croppers, two of them none too pleasant. One man fell into a 'nullah' and got a slight concussion; a second did not keep his seat when his horse 'pecked' badly over a root, and came down with the thick and leaded butt end of his spear under his arm, bruising his ribs badly; and the third went head over heels just in front of me during the last run of the dav in the thick grass. "We ere divided in several parties in order to success uJl v beat hp tJhe high grass. Our party was not 60 advan tageously situated as the rest, and two boars bad been killed before we had a hand in the game. Then, we struck a fine old fellow that led us a pretty chase before we finally brought him to the ground. As is well known, there is no 'gamer' animal on earth than an, old boar. He will charge a tiger and even an elephant, and never reckons for a mo ment the size or strength of the foe; therefore, when he is at bay he nearly always goes for the horse, or, if he gets a chance, for the man. "An exciting adventure occurred to cne of the native princes at Jodhpore while I was there. His horse fell with him just as he had got up to a cunning pig that crossed and recrossed the horse's stride, and as he was on, the ground the boar came for him, but in a moment he was up. Jumping on one side, he caught the old pig by the hind legs and held him until his companions came up and got in their spears. "On the way back to the bungalow from this hunt we had a good gallop. In the far distance we saw a pig ahead of us going hard, so off we darted at full pace to ride him down. Of the three, one fell heavily in the thick grass, but we others were lucky enough to keep our feet. Round by the maharajah's shooting tower went the pig. and we after him, until at last, after a run of four miles, we rode him into a nullah, in and out of which he dodged, first toonc sida and then to the other, until, after a short fight, he had had his fill. Alto gether four old boars were killed, to be brought back in triumph while wewere at lunch at about 12:30 o'clock. The rr.alrirajab could not, of course, eat with us on account of his caste, but came in and smoked his cigarette in our company immediately afterward. X'o man was seriously hurt nnd no horse damaged; so. with the sport we en Joyed, it had truly been a delightfu" day." Rochester (X. Y.) I'nion. SULTAN GOES AT FULL SPEED. Ministers Hare to Ran to Keep t'p with Illm. Abdul Ilamid leads a life of retire ment, a political necessity which does not interfere with his amusements. Once a week his visit to the mosque, a laborious journey of some SO yards, provides the spectator with an admira ble entertainment. The card of the Britdsh embassy admits you to a pa vilion where, as the sultan's guest, you are handsomely refreshed with tea, cof fee, sw-eets and cigarettes the eternal cigarettes, without which the whole ma chinery of Turkish administration would cease to act. If Abdul Hamid knew that ti visitor had lacked a cigar ette, I believe he would take to his bed and refuse to exercise that subtle hu manity for which his regime is so just ly renowned. Once upon a time the commander c f the faithful used to ride a white horse to the mosque. That became too fa tiguing, and he took to a carriage, which was driven -slow ly back to the palace, while the ministers walked on either side. Sometimes, however, such is the impetuosity of the sultan's nature, he drives himself back in a park phaeton at so fiery a pace that the unfortunate ministers have "to run, clutching one another by the coattails, for it is their duty to reach the palace steps in time to receive their gracious master when he alights. Should they be too late they would ha, I presume, a very per emptory redistribution of salaries. So the ministers have to engage in ath letic exerciso quite unsuited to their mode of life in order to preserve their hard-earned emoluments and perquis- teo. English Magazine. nia-icest Heathen Temple. The leargest heathen temple in the world is in Seringapatam. and it com prisjs a square, each side being oe mile in lengt h, inside of which are six other squares. The walls are twenty five feet high and five feet thick, and the hall where pilgrims congregate is supported by 1,000 pillars, each cot from a single block of stone. San Francisco Chronicle, SCHOOL AND CHURCH. Herbert Spencer has declined tbm offer of Cambridge university to maka nim a doctor of science, on the ground! that he has always refused to accept such honors. The Evangelist says it is a notabla fact that, with the accession of Dr. Hall,, nearly all the chairs in Union seminary are filled by men who have been trained) by Dr. Briggs, and that there are not less than 27 of his former pupils now; occupying professors' chairs in differ-; ent institutions. A number of papers of interest to Methodists have been discovered in two boxes at the Wesleyan conference office) in London. Among them are 44 letters of John Wesley to his brother Charles, and 80 by Selina. countess of Hunting ton, the founder of the sect known as the Countess of Huntington's Connec tion, written to Charles Wesley.' Bishop Grafton was on the streets recently, and when asked what he thought of the new cultof King Charles I-, which was begun in Philadelphia the unveiuug of a portrait over one of the altars of an Episcopal church said that it was "the worship of a king who had his bead chopped off by a num ber of very respectable persons who had! lost theirs!" Cologne has been celebrating the carnival by a historical and aristic pro of ssion around the cathedral, including young women who represented St. Ur sula and her 11,000 virgins, the town tower, and the mercenaries employed by the archbishops when they were secu lar princes. It is asserted that the carnival has been held at Cologne since pre-Christian times and that it is the direct representative of the Roman-Saturnalia. A TELLER'S MISTAKE. How He Canard a Shortaaje of Flro Hnndred Dollars. Beware of the man who professes -never to make mistakes. The caution is general, but is particularly applicable to banking men. A national bank ex aminer, who was conversing recently with a reporter for the Dispatch, says that as a rule errors are of daily oc currence in every large bank. Most of them are at once corrected, of course, but now and then a really serious error seems for a time to be utterly inexpli cable. Upon this point the examiner recalled an interesting ease which hap pened under his own eye. "A curious error was discovered some vears ago in one of the banks of this city, let us call it the Sixth national, while under examination. I was weigh ing the gold in the vault with the. teller, end found a bag marked $5,000, which weighed about 24 troy ounces less than it should have done. I opened the bog and counted $4,500 only. A search was made, lasting far into the night for the missing $500 dollars. The teller's cash book showed o "overs" or "shorts" of any large amounts recently, and bis character for honesty and integrity was unquestion able. In my report to the comptroller I spoke of it as one of those errors which, will sometimes occur, but which for the time being are inexplicable, and added that as the teller was heavily bonded, no loss could occur to the bank. "I pass over the mental sufferings of the teller, and of the officials also. who feared there might be a thief in the bank, but could not tell whom to sus pect. "Two or three weeks afterward I was weighing the gold in another bank then under examination let us call it the Seventh national and found a baif marked $5,000, which weighed $5,500. The seal showed that it had come from the Sixth national and had been received from the Seventh in pay ment of clearing house exchanges. I explained to the cashier the error dis covered in the Sixth, and he promptly sent for the teller and restored him hi money. "The mistake had been made in the simplest manner possible, as you may suppose. The teller of the Sixth had two open bags of gold on his couner; one contained $5,000, as he knew, and the other $4,500. At the close of the day's business he put $500 into the wrong bag, tied and sealed up bot! without first weighing them, labeled each $5,000, and put them in his safe. It is not necessary to say that no such carelessness on his part ever occurred again." Pittsburgh Dispatch. When Blind People See. Blind people's first experiences of sight are curious. An old man who was born blind received his sight by the removal of a cataract. When the band age was first removed the patient start ed violently, and cried out as if with 'fear, and for awhile was quite nervous from the effects of the shock. For the first time in his life he looked upon the earth. The first thing he noticed was a flock of sparrows. In relating his experience he said that he thought they were teacups, although a few moments afterward he readily distinguished a watch which was shown to him. It is supposed that this recognition is owing to the fact that he heard ticking. The blaze from a lamp excited the most lively surprise in his mind. He had no idea what it was, and when it was brought near, wanted to pick it up- Golden Days. Great San Streamer. During the eclipse of the sun last tummer, a party of Russian observers in Finland succeeded in getting ten photographs of the solar corona, which, have been combined in a picture recent ly published in Nature. An enormous ly long streamer of lights extends northwestwardly from the sun to av length of more than 2,000,000 miles, or about nine times the distance of the moon from the earth! Youth's Com panion. A Hard Face. The Customer Confound you, yon have cut my cheek. The Barber By Jove, so I hare. L was wondering what bad taken thai edss off my razor. Tit-TKU.