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The St. Dunstan
Mystery
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By PERRY NEWBERRY.
Copyright The Frank A. Munsey Co.
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Well, I needed something to sup
port a -wife, didn't 1? I could not nsk
the mother "of UiIb black-haired, black
eyed girl for her daughter's hand, and
mo without an occupation? 1 wrote
tbo first story that any newspaper In
iho country In the wotld printed of
the death of tho Grand Duke of Igerln,
the end of as beautifully sad a ro
mance nB history has ever told; and
1 wrote It for tho Sentinel.
Dut the first message that sparkled
from the foremost of the Snkuntaln
was to Holme, and read:
Catch Ignntz Gicgr and hold. Ans
wer. Gllmore.
Soon the word camo back:
Gregr under arrest. What next.
L ( Holme.
Then only did I hand Clifton th.o
first sheets of what kept him at the
ey most of tho night.
Thexo were three unidentified bod
ies lyliig in San Francisco's morgue,
to which I gave the names: Marnee
Taafe, the Grand Duke of Igcrla, and
his gcntleman-ln-walting, valet and
guard, Franz Pallfys. From tho
knowledge gained through KodanI,
from my own observations and a de
ductive imagination, I portrayed the
happenings of Tuesday afternoon in
the St. Dunstan apartments Numbers
629 and G30, the northwest corner of
the sixth floor, from the time Marnee
Taafo knocked at its door at some
thing like four o'clock.
KodanI opened for her; tho duke, or
James Frcel as he was known there,
was not in, but would bo back shortly,
KodanI said; she was to wait. Then
no left her nlone.
She looked about the loom, proba
cy straightening it up as women will
when opportunity comes to help bet
ter a bachelor's quarters, and she took
off her hat to bo more at case. Then
she stood at the window, looking out
nt the steel frame of the great struc
ture, twelve stories high, which was
building next door, watching the riv
eters handle the hot iron rivets, deaf
ened by the sharp staccato of the pneu
matic hammers; and from above her
through the opened window left pur
posely open came the bullet to her
heart, and tho pistol's discharge was
soundless in the greater din of the
clanging riveters.
lirought to the St. Dunstan by a
trick similar to the one which lured
Marnee to her death, the grand duke
met his fate as he stood over the lov
ed body, and Captain Delgrag, who
had planned tho murder, and Ignatz
Gregr, who fired the shots, had but to
reinovo the bodies from tho building
to some place remote enough to avoid
suspicion.
I had Interrupted their endeavor ot
Tuesday night or Wednesday morn
ing early after Gregr had placed
ilamco's corpse in the lift, and Uel
gr.ig, below, had brought it down. I
knd driven them away by signaling
tho elevator before Belgrag could re
move the body, and there was of
course no other opporunity.
The fact that Franz Pallfys, the
duke's confidant, was still alive was
a menace to the murderers, so ho was
lured there Thursday and was done
away in the same manner which had
proved so effective before; a shot
from the steel skeleton, covered by
tho racket of the riveters. And Franz
Pallfys'B shadowing of me, the uncle
of the girl ho knew the duko was to
wed, was unquestionably with a hope
that I would lead him to his missing
master.
When tho .discovery of Marnee's
dead body mado ceitaln that suspicion
would be directed to some occupant
of the sixth floor, 1 was selected to
stand as the murderer, quito natural
ly, because I was Marnee's uncle and
might huve u motive for tho crime;
and Kodani wits bribed to build evi
dence against me, discharging one
cylinder of my levolver and placing
the hatpin in my handkerchief box;
then t Blvo Gregr the key to my
room when elgnig took the Jap oil
the Sakuntala. It was Gregr who re
stole the hatpin- from my trunk and
changed the set of tho alarm-clock.
Whether Giegr or Belgrag wiote
tho purple-ribboned liotos to tho de
tective department, I did not know,
but they were to give Impetus to .tho
suspicion uKalnut me, just as the nolo
to Isabelte was to ward off Inquiry
which might lead to discover)': Either
might have typed them; which did so
was unimportant.
Only the motlvo for this seilca of
crimes was locking now, and my brail
ached trying to find an explanation
for this, couspiiacy of muidcr. It was
planned long In advance, for Grejjr
had taken his apartment in the St.
Dunslan a month befoio the muideis,
almost nn sjoii i tho elopement wan
planned In Igorla, half aciobs tho
world; and, unless I waa gicatly mis
taken, Grc;r had teemed cinplojuKiit
us a rJyol-drlvcr on the Ucol con
struction for tho express purposo of
these crimes.
lie must huve been a laborer thore
to fire tho bltoto; but why this elder-
VWVAiAlOxvfTl
ly, benevolent-appearing man should
do such atrocities I could not imagine.
Would monarchlal objection to this
marriage go to such extremes in its
prevention? Could a political oppo
sition to tho duko he excuse for the
murders? 1 might only surmise, for
tho truth was locked in tho stolid
mind of Belgrag, In tho reticent Gregr
and in the hcait of a country still as
medieval as tho Dark Ages, the
Grand Duchy of Igerln.
"Senora Ilcade," I said to Isabellc's
mother, "you may have seen guessed
that I love your daughter."
Sho looked up from an embroidery
frame, and her eyes smiled so like
Isabelle'h ihat I was sure she would
not bo haish to my request. It was
the afternoon of my first day in Du
rango, and we sat in the cool shade
of tho patio at the senora's hacienda
in the hills.
"Yes, senor," said Isabelle's moth
er, which was non-committal and
mennt go on say It finish con
clude. I looked around for help from
Isabella, but she had vanished.
"Of course I am not worthy," I con
tinued weakly and tritely. "In fact,
I'm worse than that I'm forty, twice
her age. That is a fearful disparity,
Mrs. Senora Itcade!"
"Mr. Keade was forty-eight," she re
plied. "Forty-eight and I was sixteen
when wo wed, and it was not dispar
ity nor fearful! We were greatly
happy and blessed."
Hero was encouragement! Now let
me get across all tho good points in
the inventory of my possessions anji
qualifications. How did that go? Item
one, a home but I had given that up;
I no longer had a home to offer. Item
two, friends I had more now than
when I last Inventoried, anyway Isa
belle and her mother more, but I
couldn't offer them as a reason for
permission to marry Isabelle. Skip
item two.
Item three, money, funds, capital,
fortune. "I am. not very wealthy,
senora," I ventured a bit nervously,
for I wanted, to be real honest about
my financial condition, and that $127.
33 had shrunk woefully! "In fact, I'm
not at all wealthy. I'm just a pauper,
but I lo "
"Ah! So like him!" interrupted the
senora. "So like my dear husband!
Never a thought of the morrow or a
worry or care for the meal that should
be next! Those were happy, happy
days, Senor Gllmore!" She sighed
blissfully at the memories of the past,
and I sighed blissfully that item
three was past.
Item four, I recalled, was experi
ence, and I was strong on experience.
"But I am an experienced man of af
fairs, Mrs. Reade," I urged, brave"
again. "I am a steamer efficiency
economy expert." Then I remember
ed that I had not matriculated; was
just beginning the freshman's first
semester. "I mean a newspaper writ
er, o course," I concluded lamely. "A
reporter; Just a dub reporter on a
morning paper. But I do love Isa "
"A writer? A journalist? Mr. Heade
was the representative of the London
Times at Madrid when first I met
him; a brave and fearless writer! I
must always havo a great admiration
for you journalists, Senor Gllmore, be
causo of my husband."
"I have a good constitution, some
arms nnd feet, and eyes and nose and
mouth a chin; don't forget the chin,
senora!" I was certainly mussing up
those last items of the inventory.
"Hair and a face and and nothing
at all toNoffer Isabello but a love
which means all that is good in me!
And you must give her to mo bo
cause "
"Because you will make her happy,
Benor," said Isabelle's mother placing
her hand on mine, "nnd thore is noth
ing better to give her than happi
ness. So I shall send her to you now
that you may tell her that you love
her. I wish you every success, John
Gllmore." I raised her hand to my
lips In gratitude.
Because of ribs, I had to wait for
Isabelle to come to me, which she did,
very quietly, demurely.
"My mother said you wished to see
me," sho said shyly, and her eyes
were cast down.
And 1 was tongue-tied. It Is ono
thing to tell the girl you love her
when you havo your arms around her
with darkness all about, and quite an
other to say It In answer to "My moth
er said you wanted to see mo," while
she stands, tall and slender, beside
you, out of reach, her black hair re
flecting tho t:un and shadow, her red
lips opened just to phow pearl teeth
In a dellciously mysterious smile, her
thick lashes hiding tho telltaio eyeH
which might nnawer the mystery of
tho lips, and lior bosom rising and
falling to tho rhythm of her breath!
"And didn't you want to boo mo,
John!" whispered Isabelle.
Then tho fe(tors fell away from ray
tongue and words came free to tell nor
a part of what she meant to me, to
ask her tho question I had forgotten
to ask before; and with her lips
against mine, sho answered, "Yes."
(THE END.)
Kcclpes.
Raisin Buns Sift one quart of flour
with four level tcaspoonfuls of baking
powder, one-half teaspoontul of salt
and two tablespoons of sugar, rub in
two tablespoons ot shortening and mix
with Bweot milk to a dough to roll.
Hall out thin, sprinklo with sugar and
chopped seeded raisins, roll up like a
jelly, roll cako, and with a sharp knlfo
slice across Into Inch pieces, lay theso
on a buttered tin nnd bako in a quick
oven until brown.
Macaroni and Cheeso One-third
package macaroni,- ono nnd one-half
pints of milk and one-half pint of wat
er, one-half cup grated cheeae, butter
slzo of walnut, four level tablespoons
ot flour, salt to taste. Make whito
sauce of milk, butter, flour and salt.
When partly cooked stir In grated
cheese and finish cooking, stirring
well to melt cheese. Cook macaroni in
boiling water until tender. Stir cook
ed macaroni into hot sauce and bako
in slow oven about thirty minutes.
Gingered Apples Select tart ap
ples, pare, core and cut In small
pieces. To five pounds of the chopped
apples allow an equal amount of su
gar, five ouncea of ginger root, three
lemons, and one pint of water. Bruise
the ginger root, add the water and let
simmer for a couple of hours, adding
more water when needed, getting a
strong extraction of the ginger. Wipe
the lemons, grate the rind and extract
the juice. Tie gingerin a piece ot
cheesecloth and add to the pint of gin
ger water, with the lemon Juice and
rind, the sugar and apple. Boil all to
gether until the pieces of apple look
clear.
HOME GUARDS.
"I haven't seen your husband for
several days," remarked Mrs. Turpen
tine. "Is he out of town?"
"No, he's in the house" replied Mrs.
Curfew, "but his head is badly dent
ed and bruised, and he is threatened
with nervous prostration, and I -won't
allow him to leave the premises until
he is more like himself.
"I'm sure I don't know what's going
to become of Mr. Curfew unless ho
can get rid of some of his patriotism.
I'm glad to have a husband who is
willing and anxious to make sacrifices
for his country, but I can't help think
ing that even patriotism may be car
ried too far.
"My husband has been trying to en
list ever since diplomatic relations
with Germany were broken off, but
the officials won't accept him. They
take one look at his flowing white
whiskers and advise him to get a
plush-lined rocking chair and a pair
of carpet slippers, and spend his' de
clining years by the fireside. One ser
geant or corporal or other enlisting
officer said the country was trying to
organize an army, not an octogenari
ans' club, and Mr. Curfew was boiling
mad.
"Finally, seeing that he couldn't
break into the army, he decided to
organize a regiment of home guards
to police the town when the able-bodied
young men are called awa He
went around and Interviewed a lot of
the patriarchs in tho neighborhood,
and they all said it would be a fine
thing, and they would be glad to take
part.
"Mr. Curfew elected himself colonel
or brigadier general or something. He
felt thai he was entitled to the- com
manding position, as the idea was bis
own, and the old men admitted that
it was fair, and so the other evening
they assembled for a drill on John
son's vacant lot across the alley. Mr.
Curfew had dug up a sword and a big
brass helmet with a plume on it, and
he had a red sash around his waist
and large spurs on his boots, and
when he walked he clanked like a
keg of nails.
"He certainly was an Imposing fig
ure when he went out of the house In
all his martial array, and I was proud
of his appearance, although I feared
tho worst, for I didn't believe the old
men ot his brigade would stand it to
be bossed around. -I-knew most of
them personally, anrthoy are a can
tankerous lot, and their wives can't
get along with them.
"My husband shouted some order
and some of the men obeyed and .oth
ers just stood around grinning. Mr.
Gooseworthy said there was no sense
In such an older and that it was con
trary to all military rules and the eth
ics of West Point, or words to that ef
fect. "My husband reprimanded him se
verely, which was perfectly proper,
for If tho commanding officer of a
homo guard can't maintain discipline
thero is going to be anarchy.' Mr.
Gooseworthy said he'd be everlasting
ly drawn and quartered If he'd be spo
ken to In that tone of voice by any
body, nnd he picked up a chunk of vit
rified brick and threw it at my hus
band. "It struck his brass helmet and
jammed It down over his gars, so that
wo had to get the blacksmith to pry
It off. Meanwhile all the members of
the home guard indulged In a ilot,
some supporting my husband and
some backing Mr. Gooseworthy, and
they wore all bunged up more or lesB,
but most ot the bricks nnd things hit
my husband, for ho was where the
weapons wore thickest, as ho always
is, and I really don't want the neigh
bors to see him until his head is
healed up."
A Question of Degree.
"What Is your reason for wnntinc to
learn to danco?"
"Well, It looks foollsher to sit still
and look foolish than It does to get
on your feet and look foolish."
i
TRAITOR TO BE SHOT
BassflssBisit
K3Bl9p&OLA
Bolo Pacha has been condemned
as a traitor and sentenced to death.
The court martial which convicted
the notorious adventurer, who
sought to betray France into the
hnnds of Germany, deliberated only
fifteen minutes bcf"" rending the
decision, which inc.i..s that Bolo
Pacha must be shot to death.
GOAT COUGHS AS
!E
SOUTHERN NEGROES STILL BE
LIEVE IN SUPERSTITIONS
"Keep Dat Rabbit's Foot, Chile, or
He'll Git Ye," Says Black
Mammy.
Montgomery, Ala. "Wha" dat niov
In' down da' by yon graveya'd? Dis
chile doan go dat way ef I hev ter
walk fo' miles tcr git home. You uns
heah me!"
This from a stalwart young darky,
uttered in the arly dusk of a recent
evening, In the outskirts of this city,
lent convincing proof that the ghostly
superstitions traditional among the ne
groes of the South have not been
wiped out by the many changes that
have taken place In Dixieland since
the Civil War period.
Uf course, the blacks are not the
ouiy people today who cherish their
toiiu superstitions. Who has not en
countered the gambler who will not
permit one to put a foot on his chalr'r
A pi eminent business man here a
while man confesses that he always
j wears a garter of one color upon his
J right leg and one of different color
upon the other. Nearly every one has
som-5 peculiar beliefs about Friday,
the number 13, laddeis and many oth
er' "warnings" handed down by the
I New England forefathers.
i The young darky's discomfiture at
seeing something moving down bythe
graveyard cannot be thought strange
, or unusual when one considers that
from time immemorial the Southern
pickaninnies have been disciplined in--to
believing that all household trash,
must be swept out of the front door
after dark; that they must never
I "walk a chair" while sitting in it, if
they would escape "hanls." To avoid
the evil spirits they should get up and
1 move 'the chair to where they want
. it.
"Watch out, chile, if you heah a goat
cough," they were told. It is a sign
that OWRawhead and Bloody Bones
is around. "Doan stop ion to inwesti
gate enny strange lights in a grave
yard or in front ot a church attah
dark," the old black mammies often
say.
The most reliable safeguard against
ghosts, gobblins and "hants," as well
as a charm against the evil visitations
ot witches, according to the super
stitious negroes, is the left hind
foot of a rabbit killed in a graveyard
after midnight in the light of a full
moon. Such a talisman could not be
bought from home owners with its
weight in gold.
It is a common belief among the ne
groes that a house cannot burn if sas
safrass twigs are sprinkled on the
stovewood when the lire is made. One
of the most common preventatives of
"misery in the leg" is a dime with a
hole in it worn on the lelt leg just
above the ankle. This also cures iheu
mutism, bay the darkies.
, Another superstition, mostly among
youug people, Is, if one is lying down
and another steps over htm ho must,
by all means, letrace his steps. The
belief la that it checks one's growth.
Here are some remedies to destroy
"spirits" or "ghosts." Old-timers used
to tiro a silver bullet at the trouble
some specter or dlsturber101d Aunt
Violet kept spooks away for many
years by burying a chicken eye, a frog
leg and some dirt from a nc"w grave
under the front steps ot her abode, re
pealing the operation as often as there
yere any signs of the spook's re
turn. When one meets a "hant" and it
comes 'Ji- to you face to face tho ghost
always blows its breath in your face,
first hot, then cold. In a case like
this to avoid trouble all one has to do
la to tell tho "hant" your business atfd
It will let you alone. itougli language
or threats are disastrous.
Opossum hunters hud better bo
careful that the dog did not once be-
I long to a dead inan-wtto died a sinner,
for this dog will "tree" "spirits."
"Loading tho pillow" Ib another dan
gerous opoiaJJon. It conslutB in steal
ing tbo pillow on which one sleeps and
Inserting a "conjuro bag." The vic
tim nutters from head ailments und
often becomes. Insane.
BUNS AR
NIGH
DEATH REVEALS
u
E" A GIRL
CAMP MOURNS FOR ITS "WATER
BOY" KILLED BY AN, AUTO.
Mountain Child Sought Man's Job In
Order to Do Her "Bit" For
United States.
Three thousand workmen at Camp
Stuart, Vn., paused in their work tho
other day and stood with bared heads
at tho hour when the body of Florence
Kelley was being lowered into Its
grave In the mountains of East Ten
nessee, fourteen miles from Green
ville. For Miss Kelley, inspired by a de
sire to serve her country, had gone to
Camp Stuart, where, disguised as a
boy and under the name of "Mike" she
worked as a water "boy" at ?2 a day
until she was crushed under a truck
and her Identity became known.
Her story is that of many a little
mountain girl.
The girl grew up in a rough moun
tain district In East Tennessee. Her
lot after the death of her mother waa
a hard one, so she obtained work as
a domestic in a home In Greenville.
Her reading in the newspapers and
magazines of the war; how women,
and girls were doing their bit; how in
many cases women were taking the
places of men who had gone to the
front, kindled the fire of patriotism
In the heart of Florence. She sought
Bed Cross work, but found that she
could not go abroad.
Some weeks ago Florence disap
peared from Greenville. A month ago
she returned, hut refused to tell
where she had been. After a visit of
a few days with friends she again left
without giving notice.
About three weeks ago the girl,
wearing the clothes of a man, applied
at Camp Stuart for work. She was
given the job of water boy. She work
ed hard and receivad two increases In
her wagesL so thatnshe was drawing
?2 a day at" the time of the accident.
Given a bunk In a cabin with a "fel
low" workman at the camp, she con
ducted herself as a boy, listening to
the jokes of the men and taking part
in their discussions. But her identity
was never suspected until Dr. W. J.
Knight, who attended the girl at the
hospital made the announcement.
The girl's roommate was so startled
by the discovery that he started an in
vestigation. The girl's hair was discovered in an
old oil stove, where she had first cut
off the long tresses. It was also learn
ed that she sought the assistance of a
barber to shape the hair up "man
style." The most calloused workman
in the camp was touched by the find
ing, in a small satchel owned by the
girl, of a lot of little trinkets such as
girls like to have about them. There
were several well thumbed books in
the satchel on what can be accom
plished by women if they work hard
to develop their minds and their bod
ies. In one book, found in the girl's
room, was a torn page telling why wo
men do not make as good fighters as
men. It was attributed in the article
to the fact that women eat dainty food
and do not get the necessary training
to equip them for bard work.
Florence Kelley was a real girl in
her last moments on earth. She lost
her desire for war and called pitifully
for her father. Just before she died
she regained consciousness and pite
ously begged her father be brought to
her.
BAD MEN ARE HIS
EASIEST MEAT
WILLARD WILTON WEBB LEADS
'EM LIKE' LAMBS.
Never Let 'Em "Get Drop" on You and
You'll Miss Trouble, He Says.
Denver, Colo. Bad men are his
meat. He doesn't know how he tamea
them, but he does. And he looks mild.
i harmless, almost apologetic, at that.
' In his quarter of a century's experi
ence in dealing with "ornery hom-
.bres," Wlllard. Wilton Webb, former
', secret service operative and deputy
sherift In the West ot the days gone
by, has never had a single man try to
1 resist him when an arrest was to be
made. Some of tho "bad uns" that
have followed him to jail as tamely as
lambs have kilted other officers who
later tried the same trick.
"The worst man I ever had to han
dle was a fellow named Sid Munn, at
Telluride, Colo.," sa'id Mr. Webb a a
local hotel tho other day. "He was
, something of a bully,- and had been
raising a disturbance. 1 told him he
had better come along to jail with me,
oi'' something like that, and he came
along veiy peaceably.
"About three mouths later he shot
a, maishal who tried to arrest him.
"1 huve no particular method. I Just
take it for giunted that a mun is go
ing to resist, and I don't let him got
the 'drop on me.
"Maybe my luck comes from my be
lief" in God. 1 think lie must have
kept mo from teUi"G killed out in the
lied DeHeitj around SweelwuUv, Wyo.
A fellow took a shot at me from be
hind u Wily. He hit lue'-Jii tho chest,
thV bullet muJStyg trow jrlbi Iq left.
IK
nnd out on tho other side. I don't
know who tho man was or why ho did
it. '
''Out In Lander, Wyo., I was shot in
tho abdomen by a rich gambler, who
was known as a tough customer. Ho
believed somo ono had cheated him '
and began to raise a 'rough house.' 1
While tho marshal had hold ot him,
tho fellow let his pistol go off, not
meaning to hit anyone, howeveit It I
hadn't turned just at that moment, I
would have gotten the full benefit of
it, but as it was, it just grazed me.
No one knew that I had been hit. The
same gambler afterward gave me a
job. '
"They call me a 'gunman,' but I.
think I havo carried a gun around
much less than most of the men who
have lived in tho wild country. I was
marshal of tho camp at Bcrwind, Colo.,
near Ludlow, during the strike trou
bles, but I took no part in tho Bhoot
ing." Mr. Webb arrested on an average ot
from twenty-five to thirty men a
month while deputy sheriff in San
Miguel, County, Colorado. He was a
member of the posse tbafcaptured
Harry Tracy and two companions at
Brown'B Park, Utah.
"Tfacy was a cold-blooded fellow
Just llko a frog. He said if he had
known his pals were going to give up
he would have shot them nnd then
himself. And he meant it," said Mr.
Webb.
The lure of the wild country is back
on the old veteran "law and order"
man. He Is considering an offer from
a syndicate ot Denver men which is
developing the oil fields in the Red
Desert, between Baggs, Wyo., and the
district west of Rawlins.
"I gues3 the old, rough country, la
my. country, alter all," he Bays.
FOR THE HOUSEWIFE. '
Pour boiling water on oranges, ap
ples, tomatoes, peaches and potatoes
and they will peel Quickly.
If brass curtain rods are rubbed 'with
hard soap before being put up the cur
tains will slip on them easily.
Before broiling a slice of ham rub
brown sugar on it. The ham will then
have a delicious flavor. It is an im
provement to soak in sugar and water
a while.
To whiten ivory rub it well with un
salted butter and place it in the sun
shine. If it is discolored it may be
whitened by rubbing it with a paste
composed of burned pumice stone and
water and putting it in the sun under
glass.
GLASSES
for
Some eyes do not require the con
stant wearing of glasses.
But there are thousands ol
cases where glasses, temporarily
worn, would relieve discomfort,
annoyance and distress.
Favor your eyes teith "rest" glasses.
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ACETYLENE WELDING
Auto Repair & Machine Co. '
Foot Washington St. Toledo, O.
TYPEWRITERS
FOR EVERYBODY"
$10.00 and up.. Get our Offer.
Rented or Sold anywhere.
Toledo Typewriter Exchange.
321 Huron St.
TOLEDO, O.
IF you are contemplating buying
a pleasure car or truck, let us
show you where we can save you
00 per cent on the purchase price
by buying-of Used Car Dept.
Ford Foriuu Truck, ulliclitty lined,
ortKlnal coxt 9SO0.00 nw $'..50.00
to IMUO.OO.
1018 Overland. 0 cylinder. Model
SO 3-130.00 (o J325.00.
10)7 Studcbuker, 4'h nnd O'a
9-1.10,00 J500.00.
Ilupuiobllea, all models S300.00
lo S800.00,
You can drive one of our Used
Cars for years with but very little
depreciation. These prices are
-bound to advance In the spriug.
Grosser Motor Co.
SIXTEENTH AND MADISON
Madison Where Sixteenth Crosses
TOLEDO, OHIO
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424 Adnata St.. tur. Superior
TOUEDO. MI01
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