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ROTES AND COMMENT. The New York police department asks i or tho n o >st little sum of $7,- non, 000 for 1 i usesto be incurred in keeping the Gothamites in orler during 1337. A dental paper -avs lLut a fort nee awaits the man who will invent a good substitute for goll as a filling for teeth. Platinum is available for back teeth, but not for front teeth, as it turns black. “The number of Armeutan children under twelve years of age made orphans by the massacres of 1833 is estimated by Iho missionaries at 50,- 000. The question of what shall be done with these orphans'is receiving the attention of the Christian world. Poor Lo at last seems to be making progress in the art of agriculture. It is reported that the Shoshone anl Arapahoe Indians of Wyoming raised enough oats an 1 potatoes during the past season to supply tboir own wants and to (ill the contract for these com¬ modities at Fort Washakie. There are a few men in New York who are Directors of so many corpo¬ rations that their fees for attending board meetings would alone constitute a good living income. Samuel D. Babcock has the reputation of being in more Directorates than any other one man. Bussell Sage is a very close second, and at ono time Samuel Sloau was a good third. The new woman in London has cer¬ tainly outstripped her rivals in this country in adopting the customs of men, observes the San Francisco Chronicle. At a public dinner, on the occasion of the opening of a new club in the English metropolis, one of the newspaper reporters was a woman, who calmly produced and smoked a cigar¬ ette when the dinner was over. The result of the last municipal election in Glasgow, Scotland, is the greatest single tux victory yet achieved at the polls. In a city council of seventy-seven members there is a majority oi twenty three pledged to support a measure deriving all munic¬ ipal revenue from land values. Per¬ mission from Parliament is still to be obtained before the people of Glasgow 1 can do as they have voted, but, uc- cording to the Chicago Record, there seems to be no doubt that it will bo promptly granted at the next session. According to a report of the Hor.se- skoers’ .Protective As social I on, the horse is not only holding his own against the bicycle, but there is actu¬ ally an increase in the number horses now in this country. It says there are in Ohio 13,000 more horses than there were one year ago, 17,000 more in Michigan, 12,500 more in Sew York, and a corresponding in¬ crease in other States. The statistician of the association explains this by say¬ ing that bicycles are used chiefly by people who never did and never would own a horse, and that, while an occa¬ sional man may sell his horse and adopt the bicycle, tlio change is only temporary. Less than eleven years ago there were only six firms engaged in the bicycle busiuess, with an output of a few thousand bic cles. There are now more than 500 firms, with a product of 1,000,000, and innumerable smaller ones, whieh will probably add 203,000 more. As nearly as can be learned more than 3,000,000 bicycles are al¬ ready in use in the United States, and some authorities make the number greater than this by nearly 1,000,000. Even the smaller estimates shows that nearly one person out of twenty-four has already taken io the cycle as a matter of business, amusement or health. la France, where the number is known because of the collection of a tax, the proportion is oniy one in each 250 of the population. At a recent met ting of the Indiana Tax Commission it was vored to secure, if possible, the services of Ex-President Harrison to make an argument in the .Supreme Court in the behalf of the State of Indiana to enforce the pay- aietu or taxes assessed ag&aist the ex- press companies. T he commission lenrned that he would not appear in any case for a of W« thqn axnort v ' T n t n ,... i. or ni.i . lrr.ga - .on cases he received ?>10,l00. His largest fee was received two years ago from an In- dianapolis street railwav • it was 825 - fiOO * In ' *1 ia -irn’snn \ Cfl6e at IF Richmcm., _ , , received 19 ’ uu.., ne $ , 000 . So far as General Harrison is concerned, the question, “What shall we do with our ex-Fresidents?’ is not hard to gw.r, comments the New Orleans Pica¬ yune. An electric light is never a:i orna- ment to a man’s nose. LIFE’S MISTAKES. plant sweet flowers above the spot Where rest oar auforgotten dead. And while the roses bad and bloom Wo beautify their lonely bed. We rear the snowy marble shaft That every passer-by may learn How sacred memory keeps her trust lu votive gift and storied urn. But oh! the hearts that aebe and break Through all t&e long bright summer days For some sweet word of tenderness. Homo generous and outspoken praise; And oh! the bitter tear3 that fall O’er life’s mistakes and cruel fate, Tint all things whieh the heart most craves Of love and glcry come too late. Then take the rose that blooms to-day And lay it in some loving hand, And wait not till the ear grows dull To tell the sweet thoughts that you planned. One kiss on warm and loving lips Is worth a thousand funeral flowors, And one glad day of tender love Outweighs an age of morning hours. —D. M. Jordan, in Indianapolis Journal. —» TRYING HER POWER. BY CATHARINE EARNSHAW. CAN hold him against the world.” The speaker was a tall girl, with dark face, from which eyes of witehery looked out. She had lips which were now slightly compressed ify*’:- as she finished the •l sentence. “I would not be so sure, if I were you,” was the re¬ sponse of the other person, who stood on the path which led to the road from the country house behind them. The two girls had strolled down the walk in the crisp winter sunlight, and they looked as unlike as two people could well be. Julia Stallo turned her head with a quick, imperious movement as she ex claimed: “Why would you not feel sure, since I am sure? Do you think I would give my promise to a man who did not adore me?” “But men may adore at one mo¬ ment, and be indifferent the next,” returned Miss Branch, stopping to twist more closely about her head the bIue » fluffy mass of wool which pro¬ tected her from the cold. “The man whom I love will not do so,” was the quick reply. Miss Branch, who was four or five years older than the magnificent bru¬ nette, looked at her curiously in si- lence for a time. Miss Branch was small. One at first would have said she was plain, but might discover that her face pos¬ sessed a wonderful power of expres- ; there might be a concentrated spark in her eyes that would possess force in whatever way she chose. Alter a pause she said quietly : “I should imagine it might be easy for a man to be faithful to a creature like you. Ifi Mr. North coining to- day?” “Yes.” al think you make a great mistake in loving any man so much. Ah ! what is that?” The exclamation was caused by the sound of something rushing through the shrubbery of evergreens at the right of where the two girls were standing. Julia Stallo shrieked a little, and shrank to one side, and at the same moment a huge, dark-colored dog dashed out from the cedar hedge. His head was down, his mouth scattered loam, and his eyes emitted sparks. While Julia, who bad sprung away, had gone directly in the path of the infuriated animal, Miss Branch, who bad remained where she had been standing, was several yards from him. The brute was going on with that unswerving leap which is so terrible to see, and he bad passed Miss Branch, who had not moved, toward Julia Stallo, who seemed petrified with ter¬ ror in the spot where she stood. “For God’s sake, jump out of the way!” cried Miss Branch, shrilly. “He will not turn !” If Julia heard she gave no sign ; she was incapable of moving. Miss Branch could not stand quiet. There was a dash of physical courage in her which enabled her to spring foi ward, slipping off the crimson shawl from her shoulders as she did so, and then flaunting it full in the face of the wild-eyed animal, who moved one side, and wavered in confusion, while .Julia Stallo sank down to the ground in a heap, and her white face was like the face of the dead, save for the pro- tru iing eyes of horror. The dog, baffled for the moment and uncertain, now turued toward Miss Branch. It was useless for her to try to run. She clasped her hands and stood still. Only for a breath of time, however. The sound of a footstep on the frozen gravel might Lave been heard by the girls, if they could have heard any- thincf. The footstep was that of someone running furiously. A man appeared. He had a pistol in his hand, and though there was a terrible fear in his mind that he might not aim cor- jeclly, he could not hesitate. 'The flash, the report of the pistol and the dog rolled over with a moan, his teeth set fast in the skirt of Miss Branch’s dress. It was to Julia Slallo’s side that the man sprang, hardly glancing at Miss Branch, who coolly drew a from her pocket, and, stooping, care- full v cut her dre * s awa v from the § fl P - - of the dying dog s teeth. “That, I suppose, is Mr. North,” she said to herself, looking at him at- tentively as he bent on one knee over Julia, whose senses had come back tc her u sufficiently to enable her to recog- nize her lover. “Yes, evidently he loves her. I wish she had not lyen bo sure to of him. her words It is false.” such a temptation \ prove quiet-lof>king That was what the girl was thinking, as she *gain wrapped walked slowly her 6hawl about her\and down the path. In a few moments she heard her name called, and pausing and back, siie saw the two coming toward h er> When they were a little nearer the man hurried forward, and, raising hat, said, in a tone which was quite steady: “I do not know what you will think of us. I confess I was, for the ment, capable of thinking only of Miss Stallo. You will forgive that, I know. I cannot tell you how grateful I am you.” “Indeed! Why?” asked Branch. Although her words were abrupt, the voice in which she spoke them was far from being so. There was a silky softness in it that Julia Stallo never heard before, and which made her look quickly at the girl who had spoken, while a pain, that was almost like a knife thrust, suddenly went through her heart. Miss Branch had only glanced at Mr. North as she had replied, and he had not given any thought to her, so pro- foundly was he absorbed in the danger which had so recently threatened tho girl he loved, When the two walked away Miss Branch turned into another path and walked rapidly toward the house. There was a flush on her cheeks and a sparkle in her eyes that gave her an aspect altogether different from that which she had worn au hour before. When she reached her own room she sat down before the fire without removing her wraps. Looking into the burning coals with an intent gaze, her face gradually changed, until Julia Stallo would hardly have known it. The white hands were held tightly together until their beauty—and they were very beautiful—was marred by rude pressure. “What do I owe to any man among them?” she uttered, at length, in a half whisper. “And as for Julia, she is a baby in her feelings, and will not suffer much.” She ros3 and walked with determined air across the room. Some one knocked. She opened the door and Julia stood there. “May I come in?” she asked. “I was just coming to discover if you were still frightened,” responded Miss Branch, taking Julia’s hand in her own, and looking with more than ordinary keenness into the girl’s face. “Don’t speak of it,” cried Juiia, with a shudder. “I shall never be able to see a dog again without a fright. Think of what might have happened if Luke had not come! He says he admires you for your presence of mind, although you are— But how I do chatter!” catching herself up with a blush. “He admires you so much.” “Even though I am so plain,” calmly remarkedMis3 Branch, no flush staining her cheeks as she spoke words so difficult for » woman to accept. “But I did not mean to tell you that,” caressingly said Julia. Miss Branch laughed, not bitterly to the ear in the least. “Ob, I don’t mind it at all,” she said, lightly. “I am plain, and I know other people know it.” In her heart she was saying: “He shall pay for these words.” In the days that followed it would have been a curious study, for one not vitally interested, to have watched the change in Luke North’s manner toward Mis3 Branch. Gradually, from a polite listening to her, he came to turn with an appar¬ ently irresistible inclination toward that part of the room where she hap¬ pened to be. He stood near her chair ; he looked at her if he spoke; he listened with a peculiarly vivid look upon his face whenever she made any remark. This attention was not marked ; on the contrary, it almost seemed as if it were desirous of concealing even from his own consciousness the attraction which Miss Branch held for him, and which every day he felt more and more powerfully. Had he ever thought her face un¬ prepossessing? When Julia reminded him, one day,that he said Miss Branch was plain, he uttered an exclamation of astonishment, but he made no other reply. His betrothed, in a troubled tone, persisted in dwelling upon the subject. “I suppose she must be fascinating, is she not?” she asked, wistfully. The man’s face wore a strange smile. He averted his eyes, as he remarked, in a harsh voice : “Fascinating! Yes,I think that must be the word by which to describe your friend, and she is your friend, is she not?” asking the question, suddenly. Julia Stallo trembled a little and turned pale. She seemed to struggle for a moment with herself, and then she said, faintly: “Oh, yesl Of course she is my " friend.” The winter daj 3 ran on. Miss Branch had come to stay with her friend until the spring. How did it happen that Mr. North could now sometimes come to the house, and remain, perhaps, for a couple of hours before Julia would come into the room? He always scrupulously for her the moment became, but he appeared to forgot that she had not come. On one of those days when Julia had not come, North had been strolling ftbou t tha room in silence. Though he did . . not speak, his eyes returned again and again to the girl who sat so quietly on the so;s. There wa3 a reck- less resolve in her face, and that look was mingled with something* which could not i be ~ interpreted, ----- A ~--* — which anv .---- woman might do well to fear, even though she could not understand it. North came and leaned over her. His voice vibrated, as lie said; “Miss Branch!” She looked up; a light, bewildering and enthralling, was in her eyes, and diffused in a lovely glow over the hitlieto unlove’y face, “What would you say to mo, if I were to tell you that I love you?” ho asked, quickly. There could be no mistaking the expression in her eyes; there could be j but one reading of the curves about her mouth. The blinding loveliness that was in her gaze at that instant made the man’s heart almost stand still. Did she really love him? “Need I answer?” she asked, softly. “Yes; answer!” imperatively. “Then I should say that X love yon,” was the low-spoken reply. Something in the man’s face made Miss Branch suddenly rise to her feet, while her face grew pallid and the glow died from her eyes. “You are mocking me !” she cried, in a smothered voice. “You do not really love rae!” “I am thinking of a young man, my half-brother, whom I loved more than brothers usually love,” returned North, in a stern voice. “You may recall Morris Loring. Ab, I see you do! You killed him that you might be amused. Perhaps it was not man¬ ly of me to resolve to avenge him in some slight degree. But I did not think of so base an action until I fan¬ cied you wished to play with me. I do not love you, Miss Branch, but I can understand how a man might bo infatuated with you. It was beneath me to stoop to such a course as this. I don’t ask you to forgive me.” “No, no,” said Miss Branch, her voice husky and strange, “Do not ask that, for I never could do so.” “Why?” “Becauno I love you. At last I love. Do not speak to me. I tell you that, for the first time in my life, I love. Do you think I am sufficiently pun- shed for trying my power? Do you pity me, Mr. North?” Bhe stood looking at him for an in¬ stant, then turned and hurried from the room. North gazed blankly at the door which had closed behind her. He hau not known how much he could despise himself, and there was a curious pul- sation in his heart which made him unwilling to see Julia. It was a week before he returned to the house. When Julia informed him of Miss Branch’s departure he would not allow himself to manifest any in¬ terest. The few weeks that had passed had formed au episode in his life which he could not. wish to re¬ member.—Saturday Night. • Hot Air Treatment. It has taken the medical world a very long time to become alive to the fact that hot applications and hot air and water treatment are •among the mostuselul forms of medication known to the human family. A great many physiciaus are fond of speaking in a serai-indulgent, half way contemptu¬ ous fashion of what they are pleased to term “home medication” and “old woman’s remedies,” but there are a few doctors who are willing to admit that medicine is quite a secondary con¬ dition in the treatment of disease. They are frank enough to acknowledge new what their brethren in the pro¬ fession will bo forced to do at some future time, that the system has more effect on the medicine than the medi¬ cine on the system, aud that the great chemical laboratory of the human body is able to change a beneficent drug into a poison or the most viru¬ lent of the toxines into a means of re¬ lief. There are scores of cases of ill¬ ness where the application of intense heat would put the chemical forces of life at work and restore the functions to their normal condition without the aid of one particle of medicine. That doctors do not act upon this knowl¬ edge is not altogether their fault. When a patient is suffering severely there is an imperative demand from the friends for something to be done. It is often the case that there are no facilities for applying heat, and if there were, this might not be alto¬ gether satisfactory to the family ol the sick person. People like a doctor who comes and does something him¬ self without taxing others to do for him. He is supposed to have the means of relief in his hands, and as an old lady once expressed it, “lie goes right to work and does something himself, and doesn’t expect the family to do his work for him.” What does one have a doctor for, to be sure, except he is able to give something to stop the para at once? A great deal of suf¬ fering might be avoided if people could only be made to realize that a cup of hot water or a hot bath would almost immediately remove many of the more violent symptoms of disease. Every family, especially those where there are children, should be provided with some means for taking a hot water, hot air or steam bath. — The Ledger. Pobsli iunit. Scotch thrift has never been ac¬ counted one of the character stic of the Foies, but they may possess it, ai> ter a [ b ^ young Pole who had saved the life of General Suobeloff was of- fered,his choice between 100 rubles aQ d the cross oi Si. George. The i ola deliberated a while, and then asked what the decoration was worth. When informed that its intrinsic value was aoout five rubles he said: “i’il take the cross and ninety-five rubles.” havrilust for Fuel, Sawdust is turned into transporta¬ ble fuel in Germany by a very simple process. It is heated under high steam pressure until the resinous ingredients become'sticky, when it is pressed into bricks. One man with a two horse power machine can turn out 9000 l. bricks a day. CURIOUS FACTS. Trunks are mailed in Franco. Paris police use electric dark Ian- terns. Nearly every city in Mexico has a hospital. Animals living in absolute darkness have no eyes whatever. F. H. Sizer, of West Bergen, owns a Bible printed in London 297 years ago. Fifteen mice in one day is the rec- ord of a eat in a book store at Hal- lowell, Me. In fhe last three years 49,000 acres of timber in New York State have destroyed by forest fires. Lester Smith, of Coos City, Oregon, has lost seventeen hogs since spring by the raids oi a bear which, so far. lie has been unable to trap or poison, It is recorded of Dr. John Williams, ol Patrieksbnrg, Ind., that for twenty- four years he has guessed correctly the outcome of each Presidential elec¬ tion. A huge block of granite, the largest ever set free by blasting, was recently taken , , from a quarry m Concord. _ , N. H. It measures 106 feet m length by twenty feet in height and twenty feet in width. The word “dun” is said to owe its origin to one Joe Dun, a famous bail¬ iff about 1500. He is said to have been so shrewd and dexterous in the collection of dues that his name be¬ came proverbial. Stealing a calfskin from one store at Augusta, Me., a thirteen-year-old boy took it to another hide dealer and sold it to him, and managed at the same time to steal from the purchaser a sheepskin, wfiich he boldly carried back to the first store and sold to his first victim. There is au "orange tree in Muske¬ gon, Mich., that is making a record even in that northern clime. The tree is about fourteen inches high, and on tho branches are twenty-eight miniature oranges and ‘blossoms in various stages of development, and one fully developed orange. The lat¬ ter is about the size of an ordinary hen’s egg, but round. The tree is planted in a large tin can filled with earth, and is treated as a house plant. The origin of astronomy is as¬ sociated with the tower of Babel and the pyramids of Egypt, There are many who hold to the opinion that these ancient structures were erected for astronomical purposes. As early as the time of Job, nearly 2000 years B. C., most of the stars had been divided into constellations. The writer of Job mentions Arc turns, Orion and Pieis.des as being familiar. The mod¬ ern science dates from the labors of Copernicus, Tycho Brahe and Newton. A True Bear htarr. Speaking of law and the enforce¬ ment of discipline in Yellowstone Park, writes Charles Dudley Warner in Harper’s Magazine, I heard the story of a bear there, which 1 consider exceedingly important not only as a comment on the discipline of the park, but as a moral lesson to parents in domestic obedience. The story is literally true, and if it were not I should not repeat it, for it would have no value. Mr. Kipling says “the law of tho jungle is—Obey.” This also seems to be the law of Yellowstone Park. There is a lunch station at the Upper Basin, near Old Faithful, kept by a very intelligent and ingenious man. He got acquainted last year with a she-bear, who used to come to his house every day and walk into the kitchen for food for herself and her two cubs. The cubs never came. The keeper got on very intimate terms with the bear, who was always civil and well behaved, and would take food from his hand (without taking the hand). One day towards sunset the bear came to the kitchen, and hav¬ ing received her portion, she went out of the back door to carry it to her cubs. To her surprise and anger the cubs were there waiting for her. She laid down the food, and rushed at her infants and gave them a rousing spanking. “Bhe did not cuff them ; she spanked them.” and then she drove them back into the woods, cuff¬ ing them and knocking them at every step. When she reached tho spot where she had told them to wait, she left them there and returned to the house. And there she stayed in the kitchen for two whole hours, making the disobedient children wait tor their food, simply to discipline them and teach them obedience. The explana¬ tion is very natural. "When the bear leaves her young in a particular place and goes in search of food for them, if they* si ray away in her absence she has great difficulty in finding them. The mother knew that the safety of her cubs and her own peace of mind depended upon strict discipline in the family. Ob, that we had more such mothers in the United States. rennies Not Popular It is estimated that many hundred penuies are collected by the Broad¬ way car conductors in the course of a day, and as they cannot turn them in at the end of their day’s work, they often have trouble in disposing of them. In speaking of this a cable car sonductor said to a New York Mail and Express reporter: “vVomeu are almost sure to give ns pennies, and they often search their pocketboolis for these coins. We usu¬ ally give a number of pennies back in chaDgewhea , , a bill in- u j we see that women get their imr sh.,te. Tbt re why the company will not receive penuies ‘. is because it would take , , too , long ° to , count . them aii ,,,, ‘ CT 1I _ __ A new dam ou the Mississippi at Minus* o!K Minn., is to fnrni-h I V 00j electric hor e power for Minneapo- lis and St. Paul. WORDS OF WISDOM, Whoever has a good temper will he sure to have many other good things, There is nothing so strong or safe m an emergency of life as tho simple truth. * It is the biggest kind of an insult to offer a small sum of money os a bribe. A poor man with a sunny spirit will get more out of life thtm a wealthy gambler, Tho violence done us by others is often less painful than that which we do to ourselves. A man’s domestic relations sel flora trouble him as much as the relations of his domestics, To see plum pudding in the moon is .a far more cheerful habit than croak- jpg at everything. No soul is desolate as loug as there j s a human being for whom it can feel trust and reverence, It is not wise to aim at impossibili¬ ties ; it is a waste of powder to fire at the man in the moon. When a man is ashamed to look in a mirror it u a safo bet that that his wife buys his neckties. The epochs of our life are not in the visiblo facts, but in the silent thoughts of the wayside as we walk. A coquette is like a rose. Each lover plucks a leaf; the stem and thorns are • left for the future husband. We take groat pains to persuade others that we are happy than in en¬ deavoring to be so ourselves. It pays better to tell the truth and lose temporarily than to state false¬ hood and lose permanently. Many preachers are good tailors spoiled and capital shoemakers turned out of their proper calling. After a woman has been married three months she talks less about soul affinity and more about her meals. There are no greater wretches in the world than many of those whom people in general take to be happy. If a man is so proucl that he will not see his faults, ho will only quarrel with you for pointing them out to him. To character and success, two things contradictory as they may seem must go—humble dependence and manly in¬ dependence. The only thing that can be compared to a good ad. in working ability is a mortgage. They both work day and night, rain or shine.—The South- West. The History of Health. To trace the history of the search of the human race after health would be almost tantamount to writing the history of the race itself. A careful examination of the position which hygiene now holds will, we think, jus¬ tify us in alleging that it has made such advances as may fairly entitle it to take its place among the progres¬ sive if not absolutely exact sciences. Its literature has been said with truth to bo among the oldest in the world. We cannot doubt that in order of chronology the first came to be hon¬ ored is that of Moses, as the author of the most complete and detailed sys¬ tem of hygiene in ancient times. We may be pretty sure that tho cole of Moses was the outcome of the wisdom and experience of long past ages. Be that as it may, however, we canuot but admire the excellent precepts laid down for the cleansing aud purifying of house and camp, for the security of pure water, for choice of good and wholesome food, for the isolation of the sick and the unclean and for tho destruction of refuse. It would not be too much to say that a fairly strict adherence to the Mosaic law would have preserved mankind from many of the disastrous plagues which have afflicted it. During the Middle Ages the Jews enjoyed a remarkable immu¬ nity from outbreaks of epidemic dis¬ ease— an immunity which still distin¬ guishes them in our own time. —New York Ledger. Red Rocks Mark Her Grave, In sight of the Erie tracks, between Susquehanna and Great Bend, are the “Red Rocks,” a red cliff stanuins above the Susquehanna River, Near them can be seen traces of the grave of a beautiful Indian maiden, the daughter of a famous chief, She was betrothed to a young brave, a mem¬ ber of the father’s tribe, then en¬ camped near here, Her father de- sired her to marry the son of the chief of the neighboring tribe, and the wish of the paternal ancestor usually counted for something. In consequence, she resolved to fly to the “happy hunting grounds,” and one night she stole noiselessly from her wigwam, aud, with the death song upon her lips, flung herself from the high cliff, her life’s blood staining the rocks below, and to that day have re¬ tained the reddish hue which the rains and floods ol a century have failed to efface. When tne maiden’s lover saw her mangled corpse he retired to a cuve in the mountains, and was never seen alive again. Forty years later bis petrified body was lonud in the cave by a wandering remnant of the tr.be. Under his body were found the loug raven tresses of the old chiePs daugh- ter._New York Pr ?SB. The “Rote of the Waves.” It is a favorite theory with the fish¬ ing and seafaring peopleon the uortu- oast of Scotland that in a storm three raB ure st & an(i vloi * whUa ., - ... ... k , ” 7 ,T?* w is sUvCessioa ney “rote of '. Fishermen a waves. returning , • from their fishing by ground often prove experience the truth of their theory, «nd hang baek as they come near the shore to tnnn a.lvantage * he laU ‘P 1 ,/ 0 ' 1 ?" 3 ’ tue ? Bav > pretty regularly , after three big break¬ ers.