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CHOOSES PRISON
TO SAVE SISTER
YOUNG TEXAN REFUSES TO BE
SAVED AND DEMANDS PENI
TENTIARY SENTENCE.
KILLS RICH, CRUEL FATHER
From Judge to Jury, All Try to Set
Slayer Free, But He Pleads
Guilty to Prevent Humilia
tion of Girl.
Fort Forth, Tex.-Stephen Beasly
began the serving of a five years' sen
tence in the Texas state prison the
other day for the slaying of his father.
He need not have gone to prison,
for every man, from judge to jury,
who sat in judgment on him tried to
set him free. But he chose the prison
to save his sister the disgrace of tell
ing why he slew his father.
The slaying was done in the older
Beasly's cotton field a short time ago.
It ended 20 years of such parental
cruelty as has been seldom known in
a civilized land.
Beasly, the father, was immensely
wealthy. His cotton and yam fields
extended for miles along the outskirts
of Fort Worth.
But he never hired a man to till
them. He forced his wife and five
children to be his farmhands, and
since they could first hold a hoe not
one has remembered a day when he or
she was not flayed to work by the
blacksnake whip or the whiffletree.
Three of these children were girls and
on these Beasly vented his tyranny
even more than on the boys.
Neighbors had known for years that
none of them came home from the
Nields at night without a whipping at
the hands of their brutal father, and
screams issuing from the house in the
night told plainly the story of a wife
and mother beaten with the rawhide
because she had been caught doctor
ing the wounds of her offspring after
the father had seht them bleeding to
bed.
The climax was approached recently
when Beasly's wife was forced to flee
for shelter to a neighbor, and when
the young son, Stephen, ran away
from the torture to take work with an
other farmer near-by. The next day
C
Deliberately Shot the Father Dead.
one of the daughters, and yet 15 years
old, escaped from the father's watch
upon her and, staggering to the farm
house where her mother was living,
told a frightful tale of cruelty at her
father's hand.
The mother got news of this to
Stephen, her son, and the next day the
lad took down his rifle and walked to
his father's farm, where he hid behind
a w l.
When Beasly appeared, riding a
horse, his son raised his gun and de
libegately shot the father dead. That
same afternoon he gave himself up,
declaring himself guilty of slaying his
father.
A grand jury was impaneled and
Stephen was indicted and brought to
trial. There was not the slightest
doubt of 8tephen's acquittal. The
crowd in the court room was there
pimply to cheer him and proclaim him
a hero when he was set free.
But at the last moment Stephen
heard that his sister would be forced.
to take the stand, and to save her
humiliation he broke from the oicers
as he was brought into court, thrust
aside his lawyer and shouted:
"I killed my father. I plead guilty
to manslaughter, and I want to be sen
tenced to prison without a trial."
The judge, astonished, advised the
prisoner to recall his plea.
4~You are throwing away a chance
of freedom," he said. "All of us know
the story of this case. I think you
would not be convicted it you put in
a plea of not guilty."
"I plead guilty," persisted the boy.
"I don't want to go to trial, and I de
mand a sentence."
Forced to accept the plea, the judge
sent out the jury with an order to
bring in a verdict of guilty.: When tie
jurors came in their eyes were streac*i
"I sentence you to five years' In
state's prison:' pronounced the judge,
$"ut I will be the first to sign a pe
tilon for your immediate pardon."
S. Hundreds of Fort Worth's best citi.
seas cheered the lad as he started for
the Fri'on. It is believed he will be
,-, ~i i Fr.:L-r; a ihnrt time.
Morton H. Thompson
Attorney at Law
Notary Public
e Genral Practice.
PATRICIA'S
PHILOSOPHY
"Patricia," said Silvia, "I've been
thinking"
"Keep it up, Silvia," I answered,
"it will do you good."
"I've been thinking," went on Silvia
calmly, "what an awful thing it must
be to be an unattached female."
I disdained to reply, so she con
tinued:
c"I went to see Kitty yesterday. I
t 4ound her in a white negligee, her cur- t
ly black hair hanging over her shoul
ders, her little face with its big brown
eyes brimming over with mischief.
"What on earth did you drag me out
for to-day, Kit? I said. It was pour
- ing rain. "Oh, I was lonesome. Be
sides, I wanted to recover from the
effects of Susan Lemon in your en
gaging company.' 'Susan Lemon!' I
said. 'What a name!' Oh, I christ
s ened her that,' Kit said airily. 'She
I ts it to a dot. Her real name is
Mary Martin. For the last two weeks
as you know, I, along with a choice
collecton of spirits, have been at
Belle's country place, and Susan, who
I believe is an old school friend of
L Belle, was one of the guests. But
what right has she to introduce to a
lot of pleasure loving people a woman
of Sue's make-up?
"'One guest whom she tried to culti
vate had a sudden call to her coun
try place; another congratulated Mu
riel Weston on having appendicitis
t at the psychological moment and go-,
t ing to hospital instead of helping to
r look after Sue. Why, she lost even
her own name! One woman came up
to me at a party and said desperately,
"Heavens, Kit, what is Sue Lemon's
real name?" There was something,
too, pathetically funny in her keen ap
preciation of creature comforts."
"Now, Patricia," said Silvia, "tell
me what you make of any one like
that."
"To begin with," I said, "poor Susan
was probably dazed by being unexpect
redly pitchforked into a lot of Ind!ians,
as they must all have seemed to her."
"No, she wasn't" interrupted Silvia,
"for Kit said she liked it, and if she
hadn't packed and strapped every va
riety of bag and trunk for her would
have been there yet."
"Silvia," I returned, "it does seem
Ia pathetic situation to me and as if
Ssomething had gone very wrong from
the beginning of life for her. Chil
dren who are not encouraged in the
doing of kindly actions and the giving
out of love grow up in an atmosphere
of repression which often colors their
whole after lives. Expression is the.
one vital fact of life, and those who
do not learn that lesson early pay
dearly for it in after years. Probably:
poor Sue Lemon found herself for the
first time in her life in an atmosphere
which meant real living to her starved
soul, and, as often happens, her being
was dumb, apparently unresponsive,
as the mnental vista of what she had
missed in life enrolled itself before
her. Women, Silvia, who, like most
of our mutual friends, have their in
dividual places as workers in the
world very seldom gauge what suf
fering must be experienced by the
woman who suddenly comes face to
face with the fact that she somehow
has not understood the great game of
life-that it has apparently been
played without her having had a hand
in it. And what- you all took for al
most stupidity was probably an emo
tion which left her helpless in its
grip. Why, her very appreciation of
the creature comforts showed starva
tion somewhere, and it must have
been hard for her to suddenly realize
that what you women took as your
right, physically and intellectually,
had completely passed her by."
"Dear me!" said Silvia, "I don't be
lieve Kit and Belle or the others ever
thought of that. They just found her
queer, and she dropped on them like
a bolt from the blue, and they won
dered why."
"I will tell you why, Sllvia. Every
now and then in life we are startled
by the unexpected, and it is neces
sary that we should lie, in order for
as to understand something of the
law of universality and how we are
related to others. It is essential that
we should come in contact with every
phase of living, .nd through knowl
edge and understanding groW into a
larger and fuller life. And so it may
be, Silvia, that the advent of Sue
Lemon into Belle's and Kitty's dove
cote was just the thing they needed to
awaken them to the fact that life is
bounded by more than what we see
on our immediate horizon, and that
peculiar as Sue was she was yet a
part of a related whole, there for a
special purpose, and they in their
turan gave her a new glimpse into the
Garden of Life and probably awakened
a desire in her for the self-expression
witffbut which no soul can develop
into fullness of being."
The Polite Motorman.
The car was full when she got in,
mostly men. Nobody got up to give
her a seat, though she swayed and
swayed and nearly fell when the car
turned the corner. Finally she walked
to the front and stepped out and stood
by the motorman. He turned and saw
her standing there.
"You are not allowed to ride on the
platform, madam," said he.
"I'm only gonlag a little way," she
answered, "and I like to be out here,
if you don't mind. In the south,
where I come from, no gentleman re
mains seated while a lady is standing,
and you are the only one in the car
who isn't remaining seated. Except,
of course, the conductor, who is walk
ing up and down."-New York Prisss.
Advertising is the merchant's op
portunity for reaching a !arge
number of people and telling them
the message of values.
FOR SALE.-Combination saddle
and buggy horse, six years old, .ge -tle
~zapij fdr. an oversreer. AppljP' 4o I
2l OF aHIMPANZEES
ROUT SAILORS ON SHIP
ATTACK CHINESE COOK WHEN
HE SPILLS CAN OF HOT SOUP
OVER THEIR LEADER.
New York.-Six champanzees, part
of a consignment of 600 members of
the Simian tribe, were responsible for
wounds and scars exhibited by the
crew of the German steamship Tan
nenfels, which arrived from Calcutta
and Colombo, and docked at South
Brooklyn.
The monkeys were consigned to a
local animal dealer, but at the earnest
solcitation of Capt. Lubke were landed
at Boston, where the vessel put in
last week, and such as are wanted in
this city will be shipped overland.
The trouble was precipitated one
night in midocean, and was due to the
enmity of the six chimpanzees for
P 0
"Wong Foo Ran for the Fo'castle,
Yelling Like Mad."
Wong Foo, the cook, because he
spilled a can of hot soup on the big
leader.
"It was about 7:30 o'clock, just aft
er supper," said Engineer Newman,
"when we heard a scream, followed
by a flow of Chinese language.
Crouched in the raft lines of the fore
rigging was a monkey tugging at the
end of the Chinaman's queue. The
cook was swinging c'ear of the deck,
kicking at the other five chimpanzees,
which were attacking his legs. The
crew rushed to the rescue; the chim
panzee let go the Chinaman's pigtail
and made aft toward the midship
house.
"Wong Foo ran for the fo'castle,
yelling like mad, chased by the five
chimpanzees, which were followed in
turn by the seamen. Joined by two
of my firemen, Hubert Hansen and.
Hans Fels, we rushed for a big fel
low, which had taken refuge in the
bos'n's locker. When we got inside
we were suddenly attacked by the in
furiated animal, and in the semi
darkness were completely at his
mercy.
"He had seized a marlin spike, and
as I reached out to take it from him
I got this dig in the right wrist. We
were all glad to give him a free pass
age out. He dashed through the door
and leaped into the sea.
"Meanwhile the ship's crew cap
tured the others. They had escaped
by tearing away a slat."
DEAD MAN'S FACE ON PANE.
Remarkable Illusion Affects Widow
and Daughter-Others Fall
to See Image.
Reading, Pa.--The widow and one
of the daughters of the late Oscar D.
Angstadt of this city, who died last
October, are much excited over the
appearance, clear to their vision, of
the picture of the dead man on a win
dow pane in the room where he died.
It first appeared to them on a recent
Sunday and they called in some of the
neighbors to look at it, but none but
the widow and her daughter could
see it.
Insistent that the face was plainly
depicted on the pane, Mrs. Angstadt
and her daughter the other day got
Police Sergeant Cressman to examine
the window, but he was obliged to ad
mit that he could see nothing.
The women have washed the pane
several times, but declare that the
face is still visible there. They state
that Mr. Angstadt, for several weeks
before he died, used to lie in his bed
and look through that window, and
they believe that his face in some
way became photographed there.
They describe the image as resem
bling the negative of a photograph.
Hen Will Not Hatch Hawk Egg,
Bloomington, Ind.-A hen will not
hatch an egg laid by a hawk, accord
ing to Chris Summit of Stineville, this
county. He tried the experiment, he
says, and failed.
One day Mr. Summit was out shoot.
ing crows on his farm, and while re
turning home saw a hawk sitting on
her nest. He shot it and also dis
lodged the nest, with an egg in it al
most ready to hatch.
Mrs. Summit placed the egg under
a setting hen. In a short time she
heard the hen shouting notes of warn
ing to her brood, and at the same
time picking at something ain the
nest.
To conduct great matters and never
commit a fault is above the force c+1
human niture.--Plutarch.
A. J. IEESIER, aL . L T. IEsCIEL L S.
Bercier & Bercier,
DENTAL OFFICES
Corner C('urt and V'r! Rts.
One Blockr Soth of Paetom e.
aprfi -i54 u
-JOKER ADDS TO
WEDDING CROWD
CAUSES UPROAR AT RECEPTION
BY SENDING MANY UNWEL
COME "GUESTS."
FIRE ENGINES ON THE SCENE
Errand Boys, Policemen, Underta.
kers and Ambulance Also Sent
to House by Some Mysteri
ous Stranger.
New York.-The wedding reception
held by Mr. and Mrs. George P. Hem
me recently was an undoubted suc
cess. Harlem will remember it for
a long time, and if the practical joker
who engineered part of it can be
found he will remember it too.
Mir. Hemme was married to Miss
Clara Smith, daughter of August
Smith, at her home on One Hundred
and Second street. About 50 persons
were present and there were songs
and merry-making as midnight ap
proached.
There came a ring at the door bell,
and Mr. Smith, thinking that some be
lated friend had called. hastened to
respond. Outside stood six negroes,
carrying packages, who politely ex
plained that they were from the ca
terer and had come supplied with sil
ver and table linen to serve the sup
per. Mr. Smith had just explained
that there was a mistake somewhere
when two boys toiled up the stairs
with a huge hamper and a bill for $12.
They announced that they had come
from a delicatessen store.
Mr. Smith was beginning to be in
terested, but further argument was in
terrupted by the .rrival of a man
from a grocery, who demanded $5 and
set down a basket containing fr'iits
and fancy table supplies. He was
closely followed by a butcher boy,
who was loaded down with a full con
signment of expensive poultry. Then
two stalwart youths appeared bearing
a box between them which contained
a dozen bottles of whisky and a halt
dozen of champagne. Also they pro
duced an ornamented pig's head,
which they said had been ordered at
a nearby saloon.
Mr. Smith had been reduced to a
state of speechless wrath and was
vainly trying to wave the army of in
truders aside when two solemn indi
Two Solemn Individtuals in Black
Reached the Landing.
viduals in black reached the landing
and inquired in sepulchral tones if
they should arrange for the funeral.
They came from an undertaking es
tablishment and had a wagon out
side filled with chairs and other para
phernalia.
The real wedding guests now
swarmed out to the hallway, when
there came the insistent clanging of a
bell. Dr. Goodrich Smith, ambulance
surgeon of Harlem hospital, came
charging up the stairs, satchel in
hand, and demanded to know "where
was the man who had been shot three
times."
The question was never answered.
About three minutes before word had
been reCeived in the East One His
dred and Fourth street pollee station
that three persons had been shot at
No. 171 East One Hundred and See
ond street and that the murderer was
struggling with a crowd in an at
tempt to escape. Acting Capt Mor
ris had hurried every available man
into a patrol wagon. Policemen to
the number of 22 now' peared up the
stairs, mounted to the roofs of ad
Joining buildings and took up posi
tions to assure the capture of the
murderer.
Then came the climax. With glest.s,
waiters, delivery boys, undgrtakera,
physician and policemen all talklag at
once the street outside resounded to
-the crash and rattle of fre engines
and at least 30 firemen appeared on
the- scene, each of whom picked up
the neatrest ununiformed person pres
ent and started downstairs. It took
three hours to straighten the tangle
and compose a list of grievanees. And
when it was all qVer Mr. and Mrs.
Hemme had reached the conclusinc
that they were very much married,
Mr. Smith's opinion is an exelama
tory secret.
The Reason.
"'These oranges you sold me are
soft and watery."
"V.--U-... --'." naval oranges."
TilsIIP n tshe undersigned in Opel.
ous.s,one hay illy, about two
year~ old. tartin forehad, left hind foot
white, brand ind'sloct, aboaut;
ass bei rasitnges saot my neigabhborsood,
Ia the goprate IIitnst of opelta*as for
FARMER. lAS DESPERATE
BATTLE WITH RODENTS
ACCIDENTALLY LOCKED IN GRAN
ARY WITH DOG, HE 18 BERI
OUSLY WOUNDED.
Old Zionsville, Pa.-David Stein
berger, residing on the road leading
from Zionsville to Dillinger, had a
frightful experience recently. He en
tered an old and long disused granary
in his barn, when the wind slammed
the door shut and the latch caught
on the outside.
Mr. Steinberger had a tittle rat ter
rier with him, and the door had hard
ly closed when the man, in the dim
light, saw that the place was swarm
ing with rats. His dog immediately
tadkled one of the rats, and the lat
ter, cornered, put up a desperate
fight, and in a few minutes both man
I q
They Swarmed All Over Him.
and dog were fighting for their lives,
particularly the man.
Mr. Steinberger had nothing with
which to defend himself, and they
swarmed all over him, some even try
ing to get at his throat, and all he
could do was to grab them with his
hands, throw them down on the floor
and stamp on them.
1.rtunately for himself he wore
heavy top boots, with his trousers
tucked inside. Finally hip cries were
heard, and a member of the family,
came to his relief and opened the
door, when Steinberger staggered out,
nearly exhausted, and bleeding from
over a dozen wounds. The dog also
was badly -torn and bitten; but still
game. Between them they had killed
14 rats.
PERFORMS AN AMAZING FEAT
Doctor Swings Baby by Heels While
Rushing Through Gotham Streets
in Auto, Saving Life.
New York.---By treatment so herole
that many persons who saw it thought
the surgeon was demented, Dr. Burke
if Bellevue hospital recently saved
the life of Evan Killeen, nine months
old. The baby was choking to death
slowly from a jack which he had at
tempted to swallow, and which hhd
lodged in his windpipe. Seated in an
ambulance which was going through
the east side streets at a 50-mile clip,
)r. Burke seized. the baby by the
eels, swung him head .downward ser
eral times, and then began swihirling
him about his head. When the ambum
lance reached Twenty-third street and
First avenue the surgeon heard some.
thing strike the bottom of the am
bulance with a metallic ring. He also
heard the baby give a gasp of relieft
Pausing. n the heroic treatment
which he was practicing, the surgseo
looked toward the bottom of the am.
balance,' and was delighted to see the
six-pronged piece of iron lying there,.
'hen he took jthe baby tenderly in hial
rms and endeavored to. make up by
oothlng treatment for all the neces
sary rough usage to which he hadb sub
jeeted the youngster since the race
against death started. Little Evaa
was almost exhausted. The surgeon
knew, however, his patient's life was
saved, and that iar a few hours he
would be all right.
Play ndian; Burn Girl at Stake.
New York.--Little Annie Mackie, a
iretty girl of slxt ears, was burned-I
erribly and will die because of the
ttempt of her chum, Johnny Mydosh,
.even years old, to play Indian and_
ee a paleface burned at the stake in
"ayonne, N. J. The children were
layin Inn te-yard of Annle'p home.i
l .py .a" the prt. , .° ra-e
and claimed Annie as his captive. ie
crowded the child into a corner of the
enie and held her with one hand.
and with the other struck a match.
He applied the flame to the hem of
hter skirt, and if a moment the ifttle
one was a imass of flames.
A woman employed In the house
heard the shrill cries of terror from
ittle Annie and rushed to her with a
,ucket of water which she had picked
up In the kitchen.
By ths- time Annie's clothes -lod
been burned from ber body, and er
lair, which -had been hanging laoosely
?bout her shoulders, had been burned
off also.
The little one was hrred to -'e
ybtyonne hos.pital, wi.eret h.i; te yr'*,n
aid thler was no. "i~ . o : .
covery.
The Oeoasae Gulf and Northast
ern Railw ha sale round rip
ticket, from (ieas to Mineral
She Needed a Rest
Ms. &hwa Wa die a.Va"
"Wha. t did he say is the matter
with you?" nimOusly asked Mr.
Brown.
He had walte taicab in front
of Dr. Murras m , while Mrs.
Brown received iidical advice.
Mrs. Brown sighed. leaned weakly
against him and murmured that she'd
tell him as soon as he had finished dl
reooting the chaufteur.
"It's a wonder I'Ip t In a hospital
right now, he says," she continued. "I
have missed nervous prostration by a
hair's breadth, aii ift m not very,
very careful, I'll get it yet. Perhaps
I'll die, too."
A sob left her.
"People are dying Ma everything
this spring," she reumed with emo
tica, "from the same thint."
"Well, then, now, by hokey, p'raps
you'll quit jugging trunks and lifting
bookcases to look totr a nickel that's
slid under 'em, and act like a woman
with at least an ounce of sense!" said
Mr. Brown, excitedly.
"Lemme get out at a subway tst.
tion," said Mr. Brown, "and you go
home and get to bed. And stick there.
Don't cry like t, Pussy. I'm only
repeating what Ive said before. Yoe
mustn't do so much."
It was 10 a. in.
"Ill just stop at the butcher's and
have it out with him about those un
speakably scrawny chickens he sent,"
.she decided, "and that's the only job
I shall do."
After a long argument with the
butcher she returned home.
"lDr. Murray ordered absolute quiet
for me, Bessie," she informed her
maid, "so I shall lie down all day. I
gaess he's- right. I need rest. We
women go on until we drop. Men
stop If they have a pain in their little
fnger."
"And they got very little sympathy
for females," said Biesse, dejectedly.
"Little they realise how we feel."
"They couldn't go though with
what we do and nhever men
tion, because we're to
beinga watched," Mrs.
Brown.
"They wouldn't ti and, any.
way,"s aid Beasit, ith -angry reseat.
~gty minutes after she had re
tired to her room Bessie appeared
t re`'ort that the top of the shower
bath- had taen.
"hardly teched it," said she, "an'
of it come. Ite the thing with holes,
what the water spurts outer."
Mrs. Brown remained still threes
minutes. Then. she arose and went
to look for herself.
"It's come unsoldered," she satid
"get the hammer and some string.
Ill stand on the edge of the bath and
Sx it."
Halt an hour's toll put the shower
bath in good shape. (Mr. Brown was
paying the janitorof their house three
dollars a month to do odd jobs.")
."Good land, look how paint was
-dripped on the'outside of the tub!"eX
eiW ed Mre. Brown.
She procured a sharp knife, some
turpentine, and a cloth. After spend
Ing 45 minutes,; with her back bent
and her head swimming, she straight
ened and viewed the result.
'Te been meaninag to take that
paint off for weeks," she remarked.
Of course, it don't show, still I knew
It was there, and I cannot bear not_
to h ve a house'as it should be. Now,
I'll rest all the afternoon, and yiU
can bring a cup of te to me."
SIn ten mitenrte the tea was at her
bedrtde. one sip, sand Mrs. Brown disE
co.esd that the groerhad sentorane
pokee Instead of Bogitsh breakfast.
Sh tumbled iato a dressing gown san
.austed buit' trIumsp t after scoldi
pnmebody hot, she returned to bed,
:earin a fashiuon .sagasine.
: "Q, ooby msnsl are coqmnl fn"
she enlalaed. "I can change my;
Nil. reen by sinr a net overfsitt
:ad the cream appitque from my old
atler, an the panel a. sleeves oan
be of this abllover lace I bought aise
raWl ao.g I ws sure It woald be
for~an iqa eth I n' i ,tjp
t~iir trim und, mad the tour big
!eisn the spare rooam. Or it ula
~tbe she with the hat trlimming. I.
pt I away In the fall of i1899, wher I
,wnt co uroape-yes, it's the teamer.~
!Besesl Comae and help me."
The two, each weighing about 1i5,
ilaed resolutely to the truakpoosed
With apparent ease (how often bad
they goes through with a similar per
formaie ty., brought a ti er
trcks tothe'lloor and knelt beside;
Bissle west back to he triais&
while Mrs. Brewa sat on the loor sad
at out the new paseL Next at'
ripped the Nflegreen gown and basteda
t:. pmand in tace.
B.lanct up she noted that the
ceareless had of Mr. Brown had put
books belogalg to various sets fa the
n shaeires oe the bookcase. It was
a good time to remove all the books,
ead chang theme from case to cea
I order to stake the room look dlf
eternt.
Mr. Browna's key sout.d in the out
r dear as she looked the last book
ese. Mis. Brown bounded .to hte
room and fito boi She iwas 11i5
fant and white, as he astuly a
"How's father', little girlier he
Iteed, tenderly stroking her fever
Mrs aBrown ave a weary moan.
I fst Sfeel as if I didn'thave a Vt
t st.ength left .In my whole bodyF~'
saidlthe.
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Perish uarveyor
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maker anid Othaer
worshipers, and4
neer T. Ferry, Mg
terian church at
across the DeiwM
city, would hav
for the action O
dog, belongirng to
man.
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their eforts tot "
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ter the
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et
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