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Down CHAPTER I. TRR nUIN-WMinana. re!" VhC Is It?" k. CA s[ij—one of thn vigilantes, j, or tljn name i« lost!” 1'lit-w ejaculations. spoken rapidly and excitedly, broke the sllenco of a weird und tragic scone In one. of tho lovelic'i yulloys of the Tar West. 'limy were directed toward a man wlnfinni suddenly uppearnd upon a land- arape which for o'er an hour had held half a dozen human IIcures, who had been lurking In the vlclnlty'of a lonely ■trntrh of rallioad. The time was night, relieved by the , tilt tpdt ement exerrieued, to olio of the men. II )„ it?* Mkad tht poraon MdiM* 'jjYou visited the station?* ■There was no one then?" ■No one but tho depot agtfit.* ■You aro euro?" ( ■I'isltlvo * ■Uo thoro again and roconnotter. £f thero are any others arrived alnco wi came, return and rooort at once.” “All right.” . Danton returned to the leador’s ride, who had walked away from tho paou where Uaugor Ralph lay. “Evorything la arrangod for tho wreclk, Captain,” ho aald to Dospard. “As to .yondor enemy— ranger, doctlvo and vigi lante—the blow with tho Iron bar has settled him You aro aure the girl wilt be on the Ira n.” ■Inez'.'” ‘ ,; . “Yes.” “Of course* she wllL^ I received posi tive Information, Remember, Danton, that sho Is of more value to us than tho booty. ” “That's all right. You and I will look out for.thn girl, and the others for the booty. Hut If she should be killed?” “Then I benefit just so much, that's all,” replied Dcspnfd, coolly. “What refulgcuco of a September moon, Its i makes me iWieasy Is Hanger Ralph's ap rays Just begluulnc to lllumino mount- j [learancc aero. ” am u'.J valley with a raro crystalline! “Why so?” I "Hi'cguso he was Jhe of hor dead ■ciiiy. j "Because lie wai ilall a mile d slant, when's tho river father’s companions. rtujl- tkA'cu, from |ht M a single doe to begat bowels W. Z. f ©n*y,I 81X MLy TURKS stretched a dim silver threw) of ance, a lonely station v hich glimmered tiff light# * lantern. At the spot where tho sl'oVy opons, tho single railway track curved ovor a high trrstlo work and their" descended on a sharp grade Inward the station and tho stream. e l‘*or years this sa^flon, especially tho course pursued hy* T tho railroad, which was a recently constructed hranhli of the groat I'aclfic system, had been known as tho Done Canyon trill. The station was called Ton-spot, anfatho nearest sottlti- nicnt was twenty miles over the moun tain at Miner's dutch llcyond that stretahed an alternation of plain and hill and valley, Infested even at the time of our nhrratlvo by uiuiaudlisg hands of savages. The region wu* one In which a rough, uncultured set of miners and rangers resided, and outlaw hands found It a fa vorite hold for their operations. As has beefi stated, one hour previous to the utterance of tho words that bogln this r haptor half a dozen men rode up to the scene, dismounted sllontly, led their hersos to it thicket near by, and then became massed together near tho railroad 1 Here fot soma moments they were on- gnged In some mysterious movements about thn rails. One of t,holr number went down thn tracks to the station, returned, muttered an ominous “All right," itud* then their dusky figures moved hither and thlthoiv Not, an audl- word was spoken until a tall, fill]- 1 I Sen Well? "Inez’s fathor wasflfco of his old-tlmo frlonds. lie probMtfy warnedlitm of his ronogudo ro'atlvo," ' “Yourself?" r> "Exactly If dj' oven If tho girl were dea<l, my claim might bo disputed, or ray past record would prevent my ap pearing to secure the fortune^ - No, Dan ton. the only way Is to get possession of the girl; and I love hor just chough to want to marry hof; Your men Insisted on a wreck to secure what booty the train had I takfc tho chances of the accident killing the girl. AtalL evonts, she must bo secured by us, or fir death assured before the night Is ovMR “You are a relative of Robert Tracey, hor father?" “A distant one—but thn only one aftor her. ” * “And thn fortund?" “Is a mystery. In a way, and was left by Tracoy In possession of an old roclpso known as Hermit lien.The story Is too complicated a one to relkto now. Ro member, tho girl Is <4ur especial care; when the dlsastor comes, search for hor. ” “All right, Dospard. Let, us got with tho boys. Tho trnln will b6 duo now In a short tlino ” Tho two men moved some distance away, to whore an obstruction consist ing of logs, rocks and Iron had boon piled on thn track. At thpt moment tho man Vance, whom Danton had sent to thn depot, roturnod. “Well?" askod tho latter. “No ono thero but tho depot, agent.^ boarded man, evidently tho leader or t.lu> . “And tho mnn wo had to sotilo yon- party, startled his companions with the j dor?" • “I guoss ho hnd just arrived, for two rf"\ party xelaniatlon; %. | “tint lb cover 1 Someone Is coming!" *1 Joinooho was coining stnilgl)t down the trtf eke—a man past middle ago. stal wart, rugged, and attired In the garlfof a, frontiersman. Rlspall. wa- a careless and lelsuroly [ one. as if ho had gut tlrcil of waiting lor ; tho train the train r.t the dopot and was strolling I "Evidently ahmft to kill lime until lw;artivod. Albupawarc of the perilous ambuscade that lay In wait for him, Jiit was not, con scious of tile presence uf-o’foe until he turned a curve In tho rails and fell back with a startled cry: "What’s this! An obstruction on thn mad' The »’ro at it again! Redskins or outlaws lliere’n danger afloat for tho night train, suro ” He turned to hasten back to tho .sta tion At that momont six dusky forms •rose from tho ImshoH that lined tho side of tho tracks ». “Fire!" “Who Is heV* “A spy—ono of thq^vlglluntos! Down him. or the game is lost. " Thor© was a blinding hla/.o of light, and six revolvers llashod in the moon- llght. “Mlssod him- after him! Ho must not escape and give tho alarm!” cried the leader of the coterie. The Htranger had indeed been missed. He must have been magically alert, for as the bullets whistled past him ho drop ped to the ground and they flew ovor his head. “You Hooundrels! Como on, whoevor 1 you are!” His voice, clear and stentorian, rang out like an indignant roar of defiance and courage He hud again sprung to his feet and bad drawn his own revolver. At that moment his enemies made a united rush for the spot whoro ho was. He was forced to retreat a stop or two A creeping vino entangled his foot, and j ho foil violently tack ward. “Take that!” The words wero spoken hy the leader, as ho reached the prostrate man. “Dospard—outlaw and ronogado! I know you Coward! villain! If I was at fair odds with you ” The words wero silenced suddenly. The louder of tho band—tho man ho j had railed Dospard—hud raised a curved Iron hat he held in his hand. It do- ! scorified with terrific force, cutting a cruel gush in the forehead of tho cour ageous stranger, stunning him to Insen sibility. Despanl s eyes wore a haunted, fright ened expression, and his face was deathly pale us he surveyed his unconscious foe. “You’ve settled him. Uer.pard," spoke one of tho men us hecrowdod to his side. "\\ hut tioos it moan?” Dospard spoke In an awed tono. “What mean?" “That man.” “You know him ” “Know him! I.ook again, Jim Dan- ion Ahl I thought you wou’d recog nize him,” Desp^rd’s companion peered close at the face of the prostrate man. “Hangor ltalph!” he gasped out. • “Yos. Dr- you remember when last we saw him. and we left him to die a prisoner in ft cavo iu tho Utah hills? He had eroB8oo. our trail, determined to bring us to Justiro for a stage robborv. He swore then that he would be avenged. He escaped NY hat cun his presence here mean but disaster to our plans? Hi* objoct is the same as our own to meet th© girl who stands between mo ami a royal fortune, it is an ill omen, Danton. I fear. 1 tremble.” ••l or a dead man!” scoffed Danton. jeeringly; “for lie is certainly dead this time.” “He may have friends near at hand ■ “VN© can soon find that out Hut no, would not walk t«» his fate that horses were standing outsith* tho station. 1 cut thorn loose for fear of accidents. ” “Two!” whispered Despard, In an in- tonse tone to Dunton. “Do you hear?” . *<yes.” “Kimger Rnlph expected someone on wav If he knew ed our *lans- ” were h re vr suspect* “And that one was tho girl who Is tho object of all our plots—Inez Tracoy.” CIIAPTIfilt II. TOO LATK. “The scoundrels! I)yko Dospard, my score uguinst you—doopor than ever, for this cowaidiy act—will bo a terrible ono when your day of reckoning coinns!" The words omanatod in a pained, gasping tono of voice from tin* spot whoro u few minutes previous thoy hud, to all seeming, viewed the dead form of Kangor ltalph, the border scout and de tective. Hanger Ralph himsolf spoko, but his haggard face and pain-stricken eyes told that the blow Despard had dealt him was a terrible ono in its efforts Under it ho had gone down like a shot. Utter Insensibility had finally given way to dawning consciousness, but so feeble and confused tha’ he con'd scarcely raise himsolf on one arm. The blood from a ghastly wound on tho head deluged Ids face and showed a deep gash that would leave a s ar to his dying day. His head wa* dizzy, his sight blinded, his strength seemed leaving him. Lie ossnyod to ariso, and then, with a groan, foil back exhausted. Suddoiuv every norvo seemed to thrili to quirkonod action, and he forgot his wound and his helplessness for the mo ment “The train!” he gasped, wildly. “I hail forgotten It Oh, those villains! They have piled an obstruction on tho track. Too plainly 1 see Dyke Des pair's plot The girl—Inez. He knew she was coming here, and with his rene gade associates seeks to provent hor ap pearing to claim the fortune hor father loft her. I must prevent this awful crime. 1 must save tho life of tho child of my old frlond, who intrusted her to my care. What shall I do? Single- handed, I cannot cope with theso armed ruffians. Thero is but one man at tho dopot, tint ho may he able %to telograph for aid or stop tho train. Ah, it Is use less. That blow has robbed mo of my strength. ” Ranger Ralph spoke these last words in a despairing tono, for a second effort to rise proved futile. “I’ll crawl to tho depot, but I’ll outwit those scoundrels," he muttered grimly, a momont later. Ho was outside the range of tho vision of the men grouped on the tracks twenty feet away, and besidos they paid no further attention to the foo they believed to be dead. Slowly, painfully, Ranger Ralph began to creep through tho under brush. It was a terrible task for his enervated frame, but ho finally saw in tho distance the single signal lamp of tho station. l'rodous moments were slipping by; he realized this, and the thought nerved him to renewed effort. Ten minutes later the single occupant of tho station, a young, handsomo man of about twenty years, startod from reading a paper as a suspicious sound echoed from the direction of the door. His hand sought the revolver at his belt, as ho remembered the perils of tho times, but dropped it to his side, and ho uttered an amazed cry as his glanco fell upon the strange figure that tilled tho doorway a moment later “tlreat heavens, man!” he criod: “what does this mean?” Ho stool staring in blank horror at the blood-covered form of Ranger Ralph, who had crept over tho threshold. “Help mo to a chair, quick!” gasped : tho almost exhausted scout. Injwti jou have fallen!* .1 t hart bairn ♦ha victim ot •*) ly Md brutal attaint ■ ■Whor»*-by whom?* ' Htjjhad lifted the tcout to a chair and was trembling with exoltomcnt as.he discerned aomo mystery Id the manner of his visitor. Din latter did not answer his question directly. I ns toi<J, his cyos, failing on a dock within a railed Inclosure of the dofot, ho askod tumultuously: >Tho train—when will it arrlvo?" ..It Is duo In ten minutes." A. “Stop Itl" ■ “Stop It?" cried tho other. “Why, maul r hat do you moan?* “What l say!" criod Ranger Ralph, wildly. “Qon’t waste time with Idle questions. f A hundred llvos lie on tha turn of a moment of tlnio. Telegraph ahead and )i4yo tho train stoppadl* “Im possible!" “Why?” “Because It has already passed the last station. ” • J Hanger. Ralph uttorod ,a groan y of da- spair. t I i “Thon'tecuro aid and hastaafetd tho curve!" ho criod. Y “Explain yourself. Why are yol Incoherent—so excited? There ll d ger?” “Terrible, danger. * “From whom?” “Train wrockors." Tho young man startod violently. “It canndt be!” bo criod. “Yo., there ure six of them, led by \Dyko Dospard, a notorious outlaw. Is there no ono near?” “No one. Rouse yonraolf, man. To gether wn may be ablo to dlsporso those scoundrels " “Impossible. I could not walk a step unaided." Tho othor hastened to a window and looked out toward the south “Tho dopot agent Will arrlvo shortly,” ho said, In hurried, anxious tonos. “Are you not the agont?" askod Itangor Ralph, In some surprise. “No; 1 was waiting for tho train here. Ho has a slek family at his home, tlvo miles from here, and asked me to tako charge while he took soino medicine over to them. But ho said ho would ro- turn before the train arrived." "And before then It may bo too late to stop tlio train. Oh, cannot something bo doneI" With his helpleosness, delay and Inac tion was torturo to Rangor Ralph. "A signal!” cried his companion, sud denly; “I will outwit these scoundrels. Quick, now, tell mo whoro they are.” In brief but gruphlc language the scout Imparled the dnslrod Information. The otlior listened with tho closest attention and Interest, Ills eyes gleaming with latent oxcltomont and courageous dotormtnntlon. When tho recital was concluded ho sprang to the projecting window where tho dopot lantern was Itangor Ralph watched him cautiously ns he saw him extinguish tho lantern. “What aro you going to do?" ho asked. “Signal and stop tho train." “llow?” “With this lantern.” “You cannot pass the wrockors.” “I must and will. Once beyond thorn, I will rollglit the lantern, and hasten oc until I moot thn train " “Hasten, for hoavou's sakol” cried the scout, In Imploring tonos. “Seal the trnln Is almost now duo.” Without anothor word, tho young mar. sprang through tlio doorway, tho un- lighted lnntorn In ono hand, a rovolvej 111 thn other. [to db continued.j One nr Herrmann'. Great Tricks. People have repontedly asked mo which of my tricks have pleased me tlio most and which I take most delight j sweetheart again. CANDY CATHARTIC 25c. 50c. TIE FIFE AND DRUM. “Late: theu^ ALL DRUGGISTS. "Thte i* lift,” crlaa the life; "Ooihe, oh, come," Bhouts the drum. bared flashes Aa the steel that light; Heart and pulse quicker bent, As fast, down the street, lb heard the wild rhythm of volunteers' feet_, Marching forward to fight! "Leave the wife!" screams the fife; “Leave the home," booms the drum, And the blood answers hot In the cry. What are children or wife To the glory of Btrtfe, To the call to the death or to glorious life? Let us live, ere we die! Mid the strife is the flfe; )rowned by gun Is the drum, Bared steel is now dinted and gory; fet, strain as we may, Tiere are some that must stay And forget, In tho duty done bravely each day. Chance for honor and glory. AVENGED BY fi SERPENT. When I got George's letter telling me that all was ready for our reception and we were to come at onco I was de lighted. Within a week we—mother and I—were on our wny out. and in about three weeks’ time found our selves between the swampy shores of tho Essequtbo, nearing Georgetown where on the quay the dear fellow was waiting to take us up to tho home he bad made for us on his plantation. George Haden and I had met a year before during his visit to the old coun try, and the big, quiet, sunburned man and I, who tell this story, had fallen In love with one another almost at first sight. We were to have been married before he returned to Guiana, hut he was re called suddenly by the death of his only brother at Rio, nnd It was arran ged that I should follow later with ray mother. You can—or, rnther, you can’t—Im agine how delighted I was to see my But I was startled iu performing. Naturally the effort that brings the greatest success is regarded by a man his boat. I consider the trick of restoring the shattered mirror as my most famous one. This I hnd the honor of perform ing before the Czar of Russia upon an invitation to give an exhibion at his court. It was dona unexpectedly to the spec tators, and was not down on the regu lar hill. While playing billiards with the attaches of the conrt after the performance, the C/.ar being pres ent in the saloon, I shot a bnll with all my strength against a plate- glass mirror extending from floor to ceiling. It was shivered into fifty pieces. Consternation was depicted on every countenance; nnd none more plainly than my own. Whilo tho Czar courteously waived my apology, considering the destruc tion of the mirror as trilling, and order ed the game to proceed, I could easily see that my awkwardness made a dis agreeable impression. With the Czar’s permission I exam ined the mirror to estimate the damage done and the possibility of repairing it. While so engaged one of the snite playfully challenged me to exercise my art and mako the mirror w hole again, never dreaming that his challenge wns the very cue I wanted, and not con sidering tho acceptance of it as pos sible. I hesitated an instant and then ordered tho mirror to be covered with a cloth, entirely concealing it from viow. On tho removal of tho cloth, after ten minutes, tho mirror was found with out a flaw, aud as perfoot as before the damage! I will leuve it to my readers' imagination to decido how this trick wns done. Kubbit’s-Foot Philosophy. Some mon aro balloonists by pro fession; others by inflation. Debt is the devil, and independence is paradise. I would rather one woman trusted me than that I should gain many friends. Lifo is a chance iu the lottery of death; your ohaucois sure, but whether it is a blank or not depends largely on yourself. Wliou the snow fell ho wished to mow my lawn; when tho sunlight made my grass grow, he wns a snow- shoveler by profession; by genius, he was a tiamp. The first blue-bird is the one we notice most. Tho dandelions are tho spun gold of spring-time. A hundred petty virtues are not worth one genuine noart-touch. Open defeat is better than under handed victory.—Arkansaw Travelers and a good deal troubled by Ills appear ance; he looked thin nnd worried. At flflrst I put it down to his grief at Harry’s death; but later after our quiet wedding, on the way to my future home I gathered by degrees there wns more than that. His brother Harry had married a Spaniard—a beautiful woman—who had died nearly eighteen years before, leaving him with one daughter Teresn. It was chiefly on this girl’s account that George hnd hurried back, ivid lie had mentioned In writing to me that he had brought her up from Rio to stay with him in Guiana until other arrangements could be made. Since then I had heard little of her, and al most, Indeed, In my own happiness and excitement, forgotten her very ex istence. Now, my questions elicited from George that she was not a plensant- tempered young woman, or easy to get on with, but my worst anticipation did not touch the reality. We came up the river in a small steamer, which dropped us at my hus band's very wharf, and we three walk ed up a slope through a wonderful tropical garden to where a long, white washed, green shuttered house shone clean and bright In the evening Bun. On the veranda stood a tall figure In a pale yellow gown, hor black hair crowned with crimson hibiscus. A splendidly handsome woman! She looked at me In a half disdain ful way. "So you are my new aunt?" she said casually. "And how do you do, Uncle George?” Her calm assumption of superiority was unbearable. George—big, steady, good-tempered man that he was—flush ed with anger. "Never mind, my dear. She knows no better; and it won’t be for long." But It was for longer than we reck oned. Sho xvaB to have been sent to her godmother, who lived in Madrid. But the old lady was ill, and begged us to keep the girl a while longer. It was trying l» a degree, and each day got worse and worse. Teresa's temper waB somethlng unbearable, and her general lack of manners only equalled by her sweetness when there wus anything to be gained by It. Still, for my husbaud’s suke. 1 bore with her. Toward the end of the cool weath'-r, our old English overseer died, and, ns a stop-gap, George took on a young Spanish-Amertcan, Ramon Martinez. Ramon was a smart looking fellow, hut there was something In Ills black eyes which repelled me. I always felt a shrinking repulsion 'or the man, and George didn't care much for him. Still, It was necessary to have someone who understood the sugar, and men who knew anything were so scarce you couldn’t pick and choose. Teresa who loved the cheap gayettes of Rio, had been nearly bored to death all the winter, Ramon was a godsend to her, and the two used to chat in Spanish every evening over their coffee on the veranda. Sometimes 1 blame myself for letting them lie so much together, but, to tell the truth, the relief of getting rid of her even for an hour or two was very great. And how could I know what a scoundrel the man was, or what un speakable wickedness those two were brewing together. And now I must pass over the events of the next ten months and tell you what liapi>ened on that dreadful day which so nearly proved fatal to all my happiness. Old Juan, a half-caste Iudlan em ployed on the place, came up that morn Ing wanting to see my uusband. They talked for a tme, and then I saw George go out with a gun on his shoul der He saw me at the window and called out something, but I could not hear what he said. He was a keen collector, and I sup posed It whs some rare bird or beast he was after. The day passed and the short, trop ical twilight was closing over tho for est when I saw George returning. He was followed hy two natives, who slowly dragged some long, heavy ob ject up the path to tho house. This they pulled along trailing In the dust, round to the south end of the home, where George's so-called study, roally a sort of a museum, opened hy two French windows on the lawn. n. I was dressing for 8 o'clock dinner, so did not go out. Soon I beard George's long stride pass up stairs by my door to his dressing room, which lay beyond my room at the extreme north end of the house. To make you understand what fol lowed, I must partly explain how the house was built. It was from north to south, long and narrow with a veranda all the way round. A wide hall ran through from east to west, and a long narrow one from north to south. The dining room was the front room at the north end, under my room, George’s study at the south, under the room Teresn occupied. There were two staircases, one at each end of the house A couple of hundred yards away, high er up the slope at the back of the house was the cottage were Martinez lived. He, Martinez, generally dined with us, and was to have done so this night. Now, so far as I know, and Judging from what we made out afterward from letters v/e discovered In the cot tage and In Teresa’s room, this Is what brought about the tragedy which fol lowed. Ramon must long before this have made up his mind to marry Teresa. Her small fortune was an irresistible bait to the Indolent Southerner. The only thing that troubled him was that she was not of age for another three years, and George was her guardian and sole trustee. He knew well enough what George would say or do If he onco heard of his pretensions. With a man of Ramon’s type—absolutely consclenc- less—the next Idea wns simply to get George out of the way, Once get rid of the Uncle, and what was to hinder his making off with Teresa and her money. Undoubtedly he Instilled these ideas into Teresa's mind, and she, her sullen temper already aflame at the hint of opponltion, was soon ripe for any mis chief. Whether this precious pair had already concocted any definite plan I don't know, hut that thoy were only waiting a chance what follows proves. On this particular evening Teresa had dressed earlier and gone down. A French window was open, and in tha moonlight which had already succeed ed the dusk sho caught sight of some thing moving through It, undulating In rustling coils up from the grass be yond. Terrified, she dosed the door and stood an Instant panting with fright. What was It? Suddenly It flashed across her. She had just before seen from her window the men bringing In her uncle's spoil, a great anaconda, or waterboa, the largest and most powerful constristor In the world. This was Its mate. Her chance had come. Always, before din ner, her uncle would go to his room to fetch the cigar he lit immediately din ner was over. He would go once more —for the laat time- How can I Imagine her stealing quietly away from the back door with stealthy footsteps up the stairs to her room and sitting there watching the clock, counting every moment till the gong should summon her uncle to his fate behind that closed door. Closer and closer crept the hands to 8 o’clock, and still she sat and watched Suddenly, In tho hall below, sounded footsteps across the polished boards. Unnaturally loud they seemed aa they passed slowly down the passage be neath. Thero was the sound of a turn ing latch, an instants’ pause, and then —one long, horrible sound, half shriek half yell which grew shriller, then muffled, and then abruptly ceased. That shriek I heard with almost equal distinctness away at the other end of the house. To this day I can sometimes hear it, and It comes back to me In dreadful dreams. I heard my husband rush from his room and his flying feet down the stair way. Other sounds I heard—cries of terror and alarm, burring footsteps and slamming of doors. Then I sum moned strength to follow. As I ran through the hall two shots rang out In. quick succession. A frightful pound ing, like a dozen sledge-hammers going at once, ensued; and the next I heard a scream of maniacal laughter, and Teresa rushed by me and out into the night. The next thing I remember ts George voice, In tones of strong command. “Keep back, Marlau!” he called “It is no fit sight for you." III. I stood there In the middle of the passage , while around the open study door stood a little knot of native ser vants. Their faces were ashen with terror, and the white of their eyes gog gled horribly. A thin smoke floated out of the room, and the keen smell of gunpowder filled the air. The throb- ing beat had almost ceased and George passed into t .e room, while I stagger ed back, and sinking into a chair in the hill, fainted dead away. I need hardly explain what had hap pened. The wretched Ramon had come In earlier than usual to dinner; had, contrary to his usual custom gone to the study, evidently to leave the pass-book for the day, and had walked straight into the trap set for another. Those horrible coll3 had crushed him to death long before even George could reach the spot; while the great Bnake. In Its terrible agonies, had rent the wretch's body in a shocking way, leaving it an unrecognizable mass. That was what Teresa had seen. The shock no doubt had crazed her. When she ran out, she went straight to the river, at least we suppose so, for we never saw anything of hor again.. There are nlllgators in those waters. The best pencil eraser obtainable Is sponge rubber, which artists use. and which may be found at any art store. It is a little more expensive than the ordinary very satisfactory eraser but is well worth the difference. In all countries more marriages take place in June than in any other month. 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