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Gowns for the Stylish Girl “/k^“
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
P A & Ma & me went to a studio
dinner the other nlte & It was so
funny the way Pa got the worst
"f It that 1 have tried to write about it.
It isent the first time that Pa ever got
■ hown up but it was the worst that Ij
rVf> r seen him git the worst of It.
Thare way a gentleman -nalmed El-
wood Black Junior that used to go to ,
Kool with Pa & he has a lot of munny I
>'- f fine studio, so he asked Pa to bring
he fambly to the tudio dinner. Pa,
epb telling Ma all the way to Mister
Black Junior’s place what a swell time
. we was going to have. That is one of
• he advantages of having good friends.
I’a sed. Anybody can herd with mutts,
• :t 1 number among my frends some of
hc'gratest men in the U. S.
, «>h, yes, 1 know, sed Ma. I have {
Ed sum of them. You have brought
uite a few of them up to the house in J
• he past. You remember the mining
nan that cuddent talk about anything
< xcep quartz the brakeman that you
brought hoam a other time that cuddent
talk about anything except what a hard
run he had on the O. & W., & the ball
player you asked up here that said the
library tahel was a kind of bush leeg
table, <& a few of yure other grate
friends?
Newer mind about them, sed Ta; this
genteJman. Mister Black Junior, is a
perfeck gentelman & rolling in welth.
Did you ever notis anything about a
man that has Junior after his natm?
said Pa.
He is usually kind of yung. sed Ma;
but outside of that I never notised
muoh differens in them or any other
men. But I suppoas we will have a
good time, deer
Pa Made Fun.
The studio dinner was fine & every
thing wud have been luvly if Pa hadent
beegan to maik fun of the Japanese
valet that works for Mister Black. He
was a llttel bit of a fellow', not much
bigger than I am, & he was very quiet
eeven wen Pa beegan kidding him.
Well, Admiral Toga, sed Pa, how are
all the rest of the llttel slant-eyes? I
was reading a editorial the other day
that sed Japan was expecting a lot of
rights from Unkel Sam. The very idee
of Japan trying to tell this grate country
w hare to git off. It is amusing, sed Pa.
We wud sail In & thare wud be about
one blow.
Ma was kicking Pa under the tabel.
She knew that Pa wasent doing right to
talk that way to the servant & I knew
it,'too, but I guess eevry time Ma kicked
Pa he thought she was kicking him to
say moar. Anyhow, he kept right on
saving meen things to the llttel Japanees
valet. The vary idee, he sed, of a race
of senvants trying to fight a race of
free men.
The Japs are not a race of servants,
deer, sed Ma. They are reemarkebel
peepil. The only sewing thay ewer did
was wen thay served Russia a mess of
wallops that the Zarr hasent forgotten
yet. I cud se that Ma was speeklng
nice to maik the llttel Jap feel better,
but the moar Ma sed the moar Pa kep
talking about what a grate country this
was & about the fitcing spirit of ’76 &
how we showed our courage in the dark
days of the Rebelyup. Pa talked jest
as if he was a fiery fiter in the days
•f ’76 & a general in the days of the Re-
beiyun. Me & Ma know jest how Pa Is,
but dident know him so well, & I guess
both of them felt a llttel mad. One good
Anglo Saxon like me. Pa sed. cud go
into a room with twenty like you, he sed
to the valet, & cum out. What wud
you do in a room with me? he sed.
What He Would Do.
I wud break the honorable gentel-
man’s neck, sed the Jap. Much dis
tress I wud cause him with the ans-
hun ju jitsu of the Samuray.
After the dinner was oaver. Pa sed
to the little Jap here, feel of this mitey
arm. So the llttel Jap felt of Pa’s arm
& Pa gaiv a awful howl & then fell on
his back.
He has broken my arm, sed Pa.
The honorabel arm is pot broken, sed
the valet, it is just that your arm par
takes of much pain, soon it will dis
appear, the pain.
I guess if we had a war with the
JaV>s Pa wuddent be much of a heero,
but he wudent go anyway.
Proof Positive.
Fortune Teller: "You may, in time,
lake a good income, but you will
ever be rich.”
Young Man: "Eh? Why not?”
You are not saving. You are
. asteful.”
"My! my! I’m afraid that is true,
ou have a wanderful gift. How did
ou know I was wasteful?”
"You have just wasted a dollar gef-
ing your fortune told.”
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T
\HE coat of this khaki tailor-
made is cut long and is
belted at the waist. The
skirt opens a little at the front
seam and is slightly draped.
Large pockets and many rows of
machine stitching trim the coat;
the collar is of brown velvet. The
THREE PRETTY GOWNS
eveplng gown illustrated is car
ried out in peach-colored char-
meuse. The tunic and corsage are
veiled in rich lace, which falls
very simply and gracefully. The
skirt is caught up in front with
a bunch of silk roses in a vieux-
blue shade. The third gown,
which is for afternoon wear, is
fashioned of light blue char-
meuse, the skirt being draped
over a foundation of similar ma
terial. The bodice, which is fin
ished with a row' of buttons on
one side and buttonholes on the
other, reveals a chemisette of
lawn and lace. A collar of black
net gives a charmingly • chic
touch.
Will Man Ever Cease To Be a Meat Eater?
By GARRETT P. SERVISS.
W HEN the earliest ancestors of
man got down out of their
trees and began to walk about
the earth with upright spines and
flattened feet, one of the first arts
that they acquired was that of
throwing stones.
A monkey can hurl a cocoanut from
a tree, txut he cannot hit anything.
A limb that is half leg and half arm
cannot be effectively employed for
throwing. Accurate throwing is. one
of the minor fine arts, and it could
only be invented by a creature stand -
iag on end, surely and yet delicately
balanced upon a pair of agile legs,
and provided with two arms amaz
ingly cunning and perfect in their
mechanism. If you will watch a base
ball pitcher you will see that he
needs BOTH his arms and BOTH his
legs.
As soon as the original ape-man,
having descended permanently to the
ground, found that he could be a
marksman, he began to kill birds
and small animals with stones. While
he inhabited his trees he had been
a "frugivorous” animal—that is, a
fruit eater—like most of the apes
and monkeys to-day. But w’hen he
got among the "carnivorous,” or
flesh-eating, animals of the world be
low the branches, he'quickly learned
to live, like them, by devouring the
animals that he killed, and, because
he was the only one that could throw
—first stones, and then sharpened
sticks, or javelins—he excelled all
the others in the art of taking life.
Thus man, starting as a vegeta
rian, while he lived in tree tops,
became a hunter and a meat-eater
after he descended to the ground
and began to walk upright. But he
did not abandon his fruit-eating,
and so he became an "omnivorous”
animal, that is, an eater of both ani
mal and vegetable food. I am not
sure but that he may have been the
first typical animal of this class, for
while some of the, lower animals can
be taught, or driven, to eat both
kinds of food, yet as a whole, they
confine themselves to one or the
other.
I am led to draw' this ideal pic
ture of early man by a perusal of
a most interesting article, in the
May Good Housekeeping Maga
zine. by Dr. Woods Hutchin
son. in which he puts, in attractive
form, some of the latest conclusions
of medical and hygienic science con
cerning the perpetually important
question of what we ought to eat.
In that article Dr. Hutchinson
seems to explode many of the modem
fads about eating. It is best to let
him speak for himself on that sub
ject, and so I shall not repeat what
he says, only remarking that some
of his statements will probably sur
prise many of hjs readers, and open
tjae ' eyes of tail, .Compare, for in-
stange, h|s averments about rheuma
tism with what tii*i / famiiy^d^ctcu '
has been telling us for a long time
past.
For my part I declare myself a be
liever in the good effects of the om
nivorousness of man. If he had re
mained in his original trees, feeding
on fruits and nuts, he would never
have developed his brain until it put
him at the head of the animal crea
tion. When he got down and learned
to throw he took the first step in a
wonderful advance, and he took a
second in the same direction when he
began to eat the most digestible and
nourishing of all foods, meat. In do
ing that he did what every successful
creature has always done—he took
advantage of the work of others.
Meat is ready-made food. It presents
the "physical basis of life," proto
plasm, or protein, in the most quick
ly and surely assimilable form. How
ever we may sentimentally shrink
from animal food on account of the
way in which we obtain it, we must
acknowledge, I believe, that no ex
clusively vegetarian race could have
accomplished what man has done on
the earth.
But the whole story is not yet told.
When man became a carnivorous ani
mal he did not cease to be frugivor
ous. On the contrary he used his
growing intelligence to develop still
further his ability to derive body-
power and brain-powrer from vege
table food. One of the most striking
statements made by Dr. Hutchinson
is. in substance, that meat eating
stimulates both the appetite and the
digestive pow r er for vegetable foods.
Now, in view of that statement,
look at what early man did. As he
acquired more perfect control over
his arms, which originally had served
him merely for climbing, he learned
to cultivate the soil. He invented
cereals. He cultivated fruits, and
pnactically created odr modern fruit
trees. Aw r ay back in the Neolithic
Age he grew barley and wheat, and
raised peas, lentils, beans, strawber
ries, raspberries and blackberries.
Remains of all these have been found
among the ancient Swiss lake-dwell
ings. But he never abandoned his
newly acquired habit of meat-eating.
Some unconscious instinct may have
informed him that to do so would be
to throw away a large part of the
advantage which he had derived from
his descent out of the trees. He had
come down into the world to be its
master, and the inhabitants of that
world, less cunning and less complete-
lj r equipped than he was had to yield
everything to his necessities, even
their lives.
This seems a hard rule—but is it
not what we find everywhere in na
ture? Cain was a tiller of the soil
and Abel a keeper of sheep. When
Cain brought his offering of the
"fruits of the ground” and Abel his
offerings of "the firstlings of his flock
and of the fat thereof,” the Lord "had
respect untq Abel and to his offerings,
but unto Cain and his offering He had
not respect.”
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HOMESICK [
BY HELEN WASHER.
A LL day the wind has whispered tales about the old home range,
And I, a lonely maverick, am crying for a change.
Shall we pull up our picket pins, and coil the cantle rope.
Then hit the trail and follow* it adowrn the western slope?
This city life may be all right for those whose eyes are bli id,
Or those who never see beyond the daily, dulling grind.
But herding round a snubbing post from eight till half past five,
Has never kept the outdoor heart of vagabonds alive.
Here every man is for himself, the devil for them all ^
And few have pity for the weak who by the wayside fall.
They’re branded with the city’s iron, In body, heart and soul;
On every hand 1 see them strive, wdth money for their goal.
But outwerd where the sun goes down is room for you and me,
And there the men are what their God intended they should tie.
This old corral is far too small for my six feet of brawn,
Bo I shall take the Western trail before another dawn.
And all I nsc of future years is that my feet may sirav • •
Along some, sun-kissed range -anti! -the ’flnaf rAumliip <Jh>\
Character in
Clothes
Milady’s Coiffure
“B
irv
ELINDA Is the dearest girl,”
said the chatty woman. “She
told me one day that she
looked back with regret to the time
when the purchase of a spring suit
was merely a matter of saving and
skimping, ami when she could buy,
wear and be merry without a thought,
of the scruples of to-morrow. But *
now Belinda has to pay for being a
conscientious, progressive and new
movement working woman with all
sorts of moral questionings. So the .
purchase of her spring suit is an or- j
deal beset with many darters.
"First, as a .self-respecting girl she |
must not squander too much on her!
clothes, and the dres# she wants Is j
always a little beyond her limit. Next, !
she is committed to the purchase of
only such garments as have a safe j
hygienic origin, and often the most
becoming of the suits spread before
her do not answer these require
ments.
"Of course, Belinda belongs to an
art class, and she is bound to see
that her garments reveal ‘good lines’ j
and are not inharmonious, either in ;
form or color. Nor must her suit be ■
out of tune with the other articles of
her wardrobe that are to be worn,
with It. She must see that the new
gown is not on a higher plane than her j
shoes, or below her hat In style and
quality.
"If her hat Is a kind of lady-of-
leisure hat and her shoes of a work
aday style, w'hy, they will harmonize
neither with the suit nor with each
other. Belinda likes to have the con
sciousness that there is perfect unity
among the different articles of her
attire.
Two Pegs Each.
"Yes, Belinda has to ‘feel right’ in
her clothes or else they might as well
hang on their pegs forever. And
even when they are hanging on their
pegs—she always devotes two pegs to
each garment—she likes to be con
scious of a friendly, intimate feeling
toward them; to believe, when she
looks at them, that she is gazing at a
part Of herself.
"This looks as If Belinda was a
very fussy person, w'hich she is not,
being only very conscientious. Real
ly, if you could see her in a costume
that has passed muster, one that har
monizes both with her eyes and her
income, that reveals no insanitary
stitches and has no germs lurking in
the seams, that shows graceful lines
and pleasing color—In short, a cos
tume that is true to its wearer’s ideals
—you w'ould see a pretty girl who in
the best sense of the term and ac
cording to her own conviction is truly
well dressed.
"Far be it from me,” went on the
chatty woman, "to quarrel with Be
linda for being conscientious. I only
wish that more of my friends were
like her. Still there are compensa
tions when people express themselves
freely in their clothes, particularly in
their hats.
“Not length of intimacy with your
woman friend, nor any deliberate psy
chological study of her nature, will
reveal her .U* you as surely and as
thorpughly a$ will one glimpse of her
spring hat. She may hide herself
from your naental analysis, she may
trtdk you *by a hundred Intellectual
and spiritual disguises, hut when she
chooses her hat her hidden nature
reveals itself, and she stands before
you with all her qualities confessed.
A Constant Surprise.
“What a constant surprise these
millinery revelations are! There is
Emily, whom I thought the soul of
sobriety and demureness; yet had she
really possessed these qualities, would
she have chosen for her spring hat a
purple bowl decorated with yellow
green feathers? And how can I
reconcile the quiet modesty, the
shrinking timidity of my friend. Phyl
lis with the screaming audacity of a
burnt orange bow- on a cherry-col
ored turban? Then there is my ar
tist friend. Miss Dower, whose water
color sketches show delicate Quaker
ish tints, yet in her hat she turns her
back on such ideals and dares to ap
pear in a perfect riot of reds and pur
ples.
“My neighbor, Mrs. Stem, is by her
own confession superior to clrfthes
and entertains a noble contempt for
personal adornment. Still If she were
really sincere in these sentiments,
would she be seen in a red straw
decorated with a cream-colored
feather duster? Another neighbor,
Miss Linsome, is too much occupied
with putting things into her head to
care about what goes on it, and yet
who but herself is responsible for
those huge loops of watermelon pink
ribbon that grace her spring hat?
"it's all a great mystery, and I am
not sure whether these seemingly
contradictory bits of headgear are
expressions of hidden depths In the
natures of my friends, or whether
they are but a kind of millinery
measles, a breaking out of some un
important mental disease that has
nothing to do with the real nature of
the victim."
Ai**-• W‘,'. >3
V
Advice to the
Lovelorn
iv
O X the left is shown a marcelled coiffure, parted at the left
with a knot at the back hiding the ears. It carries an or
nament of white beads and aigrettes. The one on the right is
made up loosely and full, with bangs and a low knot.
Cleek of the Forty Faces
By T. W. HANSHAW.
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
HELP TO KEEP HIM GOOD.
TVEAR MfeS FAIRFAX:
I am a young girl, and am in
iove with a lad about my own
age. He is bashful and does not
pay much attention to girls. He
is liked by every ortr and re
spected. We met several times,
and every time we meet he seems
to have his eyes turned in my di
rection. 1 never have any words
with him, ns* I was never Intro
duced to him. But I think he
1 cares for me, or he would not
| watch me so closely. Do you
l think he cares for me, and what
I do you think of him, for I think
I he is a very good boy?
MABEL.
Bashfulness Is a good trait,
| and greatly in his favor. You
j are both so young that the best way
to keep him good Is to keep him bash
ful, and you can do that by making
no efforts to get acquainted with him.
Love is all the sweeter if given a
chance to develop slowly.
MOST DECIDEDLY NO.
D ear miss Fairfax:
I am a young girl seventeen
years old deeply In love with a
young man of eighteen years,
whom my parents forbid me going
with on account of his religion.
Do you think it would be proper
for me to meet him on the quiet,
as I know that he likes me?
P. B.
As you value your security and
happiness, do as your parents
wish. The man does not love you in
the right way. If he did, he would
not seek to undermine your parents’
authority.
The Terrible Test
"Darling,” cried the young man, as
he sank at the maiden’s feet. “I would
do anything to prove my love for
you!”
"That's what every man says when
he wants to win a girl,” answered the
young lady harshly.
"Can’t 1 move you?” panted the
desperate Romeo. "Prove me! Put
me to the test! Test me, I pray you!”
“I wonder!” whispered the lady
softly to herself, while a blush man
tled her pale cheeks Then suddenly
bending over the almost swooning
youth who crouched at her feet, she
exclaimed: "I will put you to the
test!”
"Ah!” The youth sprang to his
feet, exultant, triumphant, and cried
aloud to the maiden at his side:
“Your test? Your test?”
" ’Tis to marry some other girl,”
murmured the sweet young thing, as
she glided backward through the vel
vet curtains into the ball room.
In a Hurry.
Magistrate—What is the charge
against thU* old man?
officer—Stealing some brimstone,
vy>nr honor. He was caught in the
act.
magistrate (to prisoner)—My aged
friend, couldn’t you have waited a
few years longei^
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TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
At any lime the interior of that
huge, stone-walled^ steel-lined tube
must have been unlovely and depress
ing to all but the man who labored in
it; but to-night, with that man sit
ting dead in it, with his face to the
open window, a lamp beside him and
stiff hands resting on the pages of a
book that lay open on the desk’s fiat
top, it was doubly . c o; for. added to
Its other unpleasant qualities, there
was now a disagreeable odor and a
curious, eye-smarting, throat-rough
ening heaviness in the atmosphere
w'hich was like to nothing so much as
the fumes thrown off by burnt chem
icals.
Cleek gave one or two sniffs at the
air as he entered, gin need at Mr.
Norkom. then walked straightway to
the desk and looked into the dead
man’s face. Under the marks of the
scratches and cuts upon It—marks
which would seem to carry out the
Idea of an animal’s attack—.the fea
tures were distorted and discolored
and the hair of beard and mustache
was curiously crinkled and discolored
Cleek stopped dead short, as he saw
that face, and his swaggering, flip
pant, cocksure air of a minute before
dropped from him like a discarded
mantle.
Man Had Been Shot.
"Hullo! This doesn’t rook quite so
.promising for the animal thedry as it
did!” he flung out sharply. "This
man has been shot—shot with a shell
filled with.his own soundless and an
nihilating devil’s invention, lithamite
—and bomb-throwing is a trick of
beasts of a lower order than the ani
mal tribe! Look here, Mr. Narkom
—see! The lock of the desk has been
broken. Shut the door there, Nip
pers. Let nobody leave the room.
There has been murder and robbery
here; and the thing that climbed that
tree was not an animal nor yet a
bird. It was a cutthroat -and a thief!”
Naturally enough, this statement pro
dueed something in the nature of a
panic—Miss Renfrew indeed appearing
to be on the verge of fainting, and it
is not at all unlikely that she would
have slipped to the floor but /or the
close proximity of Mrs. Armroyd.
“That’s right, madame. Get a chair.
Put her into it. She will need all her
strength presently. I promise you. Wait
a bit. Better have a doctor, I fancy,
and an inquiry into thq whereabouts of
Mr. Charles Drummond. Mr. Narkom
cut out will you, and wire this message
to that young man’s employer.” Pens
and paper were on the dead man’s
desk. He bent over, scratched off some
hurried lines and passed them to the
superintendent. "Sharp’s the word,
please; we’ve got ugly business on hand
and we must know about that Druqj
mond chap without delay. Miss Ren
frew has not been telling the truth
to-night. Look at this man. Rigor mor
tis pronounced. Feel him—muscles like
Iron, flesh like Ice! She says that he
spoke to her at a quarter to eight. I
tell you that at a quarter to eight this
man had been dead upward of an hour!’
"Good God!” exclaimed Mr. Narkom;
but his cry was cut in%u by a wilder
one from Miss Rrenfrew.
Ran Out of the Grounds.
“Oh, no!” she protested, starting up
from her seat only to drop back Into
It. strongthless, shaking, ghastly pale.
“It could not be—It could not be. I have
told the truth—nothing but the truth.
He did speak to me at a quarter to
eight—he did, he did! Constable Gor
ham was there—he heard him; he will
tell you the same.”
“Yes, yes, I know you said so, but-
will he? He looks a sturdy, straight
going honest sort of chap who couldn’t
be coaxed or bribed Into backing up a
lie; so—send him in as you go out, Mr.
Narkom; we’ll see what he has to say.”
What he had to say when he came in
a few moments later was what Miss
Renfrew had declared—an exact corrob
oration of her statement. He had seen
a man whom he fancied was Sir Ralph
Droger run out of the grounds and he
had suggested to Miss Renfrew that
they had better look into the Round
House and see if all was right with
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Mr. Nosworth. They had looked In as
she had said; and Mr. Nosworth had
called out and asked her what the devil
she was coming In and disturbing him
for. and it was a quarter to eight ex
actly.
“Sure about that are you?” questioned
Cleek.
“Yes, sir; sure as I’m telling you
thfs minute.”
"How do you fix the exact time?”
“As we .come out of the covered
passage Miss Renfrew looked at her
wrist watch and says. Impatient like.
‘There. I’ve lost another two minutes
and am that much later for nothin’. See!
it’s a quarter to eight. Good night.’
Then she cuts off over the grounds and
leaves me."
“Jja! la!” exclaimed Mrs. Armroyd ap
provingly. "There’s the brave heart, to
come to mademoiselle’s rescue so great
ly. But yes, I make you the cake of
plums for that, mon cher. Monsieur of
the Yard of Scotland, he can no more
torture the poor stricken child after
that—not he.”
A Subterfuge.
But Cleek appeared to be less easy
to convince that she had hoped, for he
pursued the subject still; questioning
Gorham to needless length It seemed:
trying his best to trip him up, to shake
his statement, but always failing, and
Indeed, going over the same ground to
such length that one might have
bought he was endeavoring to gain
time, if he was, he certainly succeeded,
for it was <i-uite fifteen minutes later
when Mr. Narkom returimd to the
Round House and he was at it still; and
indeed only concluded to give it up as
a bad job when the superintendent
came.
"Get it off all right, did you, Mr. Nar
kom?” he asked, glancing around as he
ht?nrd him enter.
"Qulte^ all right, old chap. Right as
rain—In every particular.”
To Be Continued To-morrow.
"Where have you been, Mary Ann?”
"I've been to the Girls’ Improvement
Class, ma’am.” was the maid’s reply.
"Well, and what did the curate say
to you? Did you tell him who your
mistress was?”
"Please, ma’am, he said I wasn’t to
give notice, as I intended, but that I
was to Ootisfder you as my burden—
anti hear it/*
+ * *
She—Harry, you said something
last evening that made me feel so
bail.
He—What was it, dearest?
She—You said 1 was one of the
sweetest girls in all the world.
He—And aren’t you, darling?
She—You said “one of the sweet
est.” Oh, Harry, to think I should
have to share your love with an
other.
* * *
"Hist!" whispered the villain,
creeping stealthily away.
“1 expected you would be,” re
joined the stage manager, with curl
ing lip.
Mother's Temper.
The small girl had been exasper
ating all day, and at last her mother
lost patience and administered cor
poral punishment. The child had
scarcely recovered from her sobs,
when she locked up and said:
"Mother, you must try and control
that temper of yours.”
First Aid to Injured.
Pedestrian—Madam, a boy who I
am told Is your son has just thrown
a stone at me. causing a wound that
is very painful. What are you going
to do about it?
Moaher—I don’t know'; have you
tried arnica?
FOOD FOR MUSCLES, BONES ™ FLESH
Now’s the time to make sure that your children get
all the food necessary to build up their muscles and
bones and put on fiesn. Their physical fu
ture depends largely on what they eat«oi£>.
There’s more real nutrition in a 10c
package of Faust Spaghetti than in 4 lbs.
of beef—prove it by your doctor.
iV
is extremely rich in gluten, being
made from Durum wheat, the
cereal that ranks high in protein.
Very easily digested is Faust
Spaghetti. Savory, too —
write for free recipe book
and see how many differ
ent ways this strength
building food can be
served.
At all grocers,—
5c and 10c packages
MAULL
BROS.
ST. LOUIS,
JO.