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Little Bobbie’s
* THE TRIPLE TIE -
A Story for Baseball Fans That Will Interest
Every Lover of the National Game
By WILLIAM P. KIRK.
P A took Ma & me to & bankwet Igst
nlte. It was a bankwet gave by
the Clvlck Purity Leeg & there
was as many wlmmln & children thare
as thare was men. Sum of the men was
tine speekers & thare was on© suffraget
thare wich also made a fin© speech, but
thare was other speeches made wich
mad© the pepul yawn & made the toast
master look at his watch.
Pa made a speech. It was one of the
ast kind of speeches, only worse than
sum of the other bad ones. Me & Ma
both knew that Pa cuddent malk a
speech & we both toald him so. but Pa
ed Nobody apprechlates a grate man
excep strangers. His frends & his wife
Sr children think he is no good. I am
going to maik this speech no matter |
what you say, he toald Ma.
Another Time.
But think of that speech you made
one time at the Mackybee bankwet, sed 1
Ma. Doant you remember how the
toastmaster hated to Interrup you after
you had talked for a hour & said noth
ing. You hates to sit down that nlte,
dldent you, sed Ma, eeven after every
body agreed with the toast master that
you had talked long enuff.
I have lemed a lot about publick
speeklng since then, sed Pa, always
reddy to deefend hlsself. 1 have lerned
Jest how long to talk to a audience &
what to say to them at the beginning &
at the end of a speech. Doant be afradc
that I wont do myself justice, sed Pa.
T am too old a hand to lose my hed, &
1 will bet that after my speech is oaver,
wich wont be long, you & Bobbie will be
proud of me.
Ma & m© was afrade not, but w 7 e went
with Pa & at leest we had lots of nice
things to eet. After the eeting was
oaver the speeking beegan, and as I sed
be-efoar thare was sum fine talkers. Ma
Sr me enjoyed them vary much, but all
the time we was both shivering to think
of Pa & the speech he was going to
maik wen he got up.
At last Pa got up. He looked vary
fine in his eevning clothes, but Pa
always looks fine. That is one of the
best things ho does.
My frends, he beegan, I am at a. loss
to understand how 1 am called upon to
maik a speech, beekaus 1 seldom if
ewer talk and speechmaking Is out of
my line. 1 know the thoughts that are
in my hed, sed Pa, chasing around like
,a mill race in the vast river of Time
find blending with the oshun of eternity
which ewer was and ewer shall be. I
know these thoughts, Pa sed, but I can
not express, them as have sum of the
gifted orators preceding me, whose
words were sounding like the words of
Demosthenes deenouncing Julius Cicero,
sed Pa.
Beginning to Wobble.
' Bobie, sed Ma, to me, yure beeloved j
father is beegining to wabble in his |
orashun. 1 feer the wurst, Ma whis-
pered.
And yet, Pa sed to the Civick Pur
ity Leeg, and yet I feel that I can add
my mite to what has been so fittingly
sed about the stainless purity of a grate
'city. It Is splendid to bild a grate
city. Pa sed, but it is moar than noabel
to keep it clean. Athens, Carthage.
Troy, Rome—whare are thay? sed Pa.
Gone, vanished like the whirling dust
that sweeps beefoar a simoon. Why did
they not endure, those wundrus cities of
the anshunts? asked Pa. Because thay
had no Leeg of Civick Purity. With
out street sprlnglers and street sweep
ers, Pa sed, no city can last thru the
ages. I say we shud keep our streets
clean at any cost. Pa sed. T will now 7
give you sum facks & Aggers to show
how much munny is neded to thuruly
cleen our city.
Then thay made Pa set down & ex
plained to him that the Civick Leeg
of Purity meant to keep the city clean
morally. On the way hoam in the Sub
way Ma toald Pa his hed was gitting
fat.
“Why I Am a Bachelor.”
A Paris weekly journal has been
asking Its bachelor readers to say
why they prefer celibacy. The re
plies may be classified under four
heads. Here are a few replies from
the first and largest class, who might
be described as egotists:
A City Man—"Love-making takes
too much time. There’s more dura
ble happiness In making money.”
A Barrister—“I am very fond of
traveling, and want to be able to
pack my bag and clear off when I
like. A w’ife would be in the way.”
A Commission Agent—“I don't want
to be asked where I've spent the
evening, nor what I’ve done with my
money. My time and money are my
own."
A Shopkeeper—“My mother spoiled
me. I should never get the same at
tention from another woman.”
A Journalist—“I should have to re
duce my personal expendture. No,
thanks!”
, SYNOPSIS.
Gordon Kelly, a young North Geor
gia mountaineer, comes to Atlanta
to get a place with Billy Smith’s
Crackers It Is raining when he
reaches Ponce DeLeon and he is
nearly run over by an auto, in which
are two persons—a man and a young
girl The driver of the car is an ar
rogant fellow. The girl makes him
stop the machine. She gets out and
inquires if Kelly is injured. She
apologizes for her companion’s
brusque manner. Kelly sees Mana
ger Smith am tells him he has never
played a game of ball. * Smith con
sents to fiive Kelly a trial. The girl
in the auto is Mildred Deery, daugh
ter of Galen Deery, a crafty and
wealthy speculator in timber lands.
Her companion is Forrest Cain, a
rich young man about town. Kelly
owns timber land that Deery would
like to possess. Kelly is Invited to
the Deery home, where he is intro
duced to Mildred. Cain hears Mil
dred order an auto to take her guest
to his hotel. He takes the driver's
place and carries Kelly out into the
woods. Kelly thrashes Cain.
Now go on with the story.
By A. H. C. MITCHELL.
Copyright, 1913, by International News
Service.
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
CHAPTER IX.
A TLANTA is a very fine city.
One can find there all that Is
to be found in the large cities
of the North. It has its skyscrapers,
its palatial residences, miles of as
phalt streets, miles of good roads and
fine boulevards. It has its crooked
streets, like Boston, and it has more
hotels than Boston, a city more than
four times its size. From a popula
tion of 154,000 (census of 1910) it
promises to double itself In five years
itme. Many words could be written
in praise of Atlanta. It is the Queen
City of the South.
But were you ever in Atlanta in
the spring of the year, 'long about
shower time? If so you know what
rain really is. When it is attend
ing strictly to business one cannot
see across the street for it. At
times it starts calmly and peaceful
ly, gradually working itself into a
fury; at others it begins without
warning and descends in torrents. At
least, such was the case at the time
this story opens—early in March.
1913.
All of which leads up to the state
ment that Bill Smith, manager of
the Atlanta Baseball Club and Gor
don Kelly, his recruit, found that J.
Pluvius (baseball writers’ term for
the Great Rainmaker) seriously in
terfered with their program of tak
ing exercise on the diamond at Ponce
DeLeon Park. However, the wise
builders of that place of amusement,
who knew all there is to know about
the spring rains of Atlanta, had pro
vided an open space under the grand
stand (J. Pluvius himself would have
called it a tryst) where ball players
could toss the ball, bat grounders, run
around and perform other useful
training stunts whenever the fall of
rain precluded the possibility of us
ing the playing field.
Worked Out Soreness.
Under the sheltering wing of the
grandstand, therefore, Bill Smith, as
sisted by Gordon Kelly, worked the
soreness into his arms and legs and
body and worked it out again in the
days of March 3 to March 8, inclu
sive, so that he had considerable of
an edge as far as condition is con
cerned on the members of his team
who had been ordered to report for
spring practice on March 10. As for
Kelly, he was in condition when ho
arrived, and the way he kept his
manager on the jump would have
been worth a month’s salary to the
regular members of the team could
they have been present to see the
fun.
But Kelly was the pupil, not the
teacher. He frankly confessed to
Smith that while theoretically he
knew alf about baseball, practically
he knew nothing about it. He knew
there were signals, but he didn’t
know the methods of using them. He
knew how to steal bases, and his
fallaway slide was a thing of beauty
and a joy forever, but he didn’t know
how or when to start with an oppos
ing pitcher in the box. There were,
in short, a hundred little wrinkles in
the art of “inside” baseball that he
had no actual experience in. All
these things, however, Bill Smith, be
ing a past master in the arts and
wiles of the diamond, was able to
demonstrate to his charge. Kelly
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Advice to the Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
Reaching down, Kelly inserted his fingers in the collar of his foe and yanked him to his feet. Then, turning him around and
facing him up his way, Kelly stepped back one pace and delivered a solid kick in Cain’s nether region.
spent as much time as possible every
day with the manager. He was a
glutton for information, and he ab
sorbed all that Smith told him, so
that at the end of the week he had
a pretty clear understanding of the
Bill Smith style of baseball. Every
manager of a ball club has his own
particular ideas of how to develop
a winning combination on the ball
field. In expounding his theories.
Smith found a willing listener in Gor
don Kelly.
On Saturday afternoon Smith cut
the practice short and invited Kelly
to go downtown with him. Half an
hour lat.er they were in the office of
Frank A. Callaway, President of the
Atlanta Baseball Club.
“Mr. Callaway,” said the manager,
“I want to make you acquainted with
Mr. Gordon Kelly.
There was a business of shaking
hands and saying “Glad to know you.”
Callaway swept a quick glance over
Kelly’s figure and laughed.
“1 can guess what you came to see
me about before you tell me, Mr.
Kelly.” he said.
“Please tell me,” answered Kelly,
with a smile.
“Now, I’m sure of it.” said Calla
way, pleasantly. “You are the mana
ger of a college something or other
and you want the use of our ball
park for a certain date, because your
own grounds are not available on
that date. I’m a mind reader; also
I can tell you are a college man a
mile away.”
Bill Smith slapped his thigh and
chuckled.
“That’s where you lose, Boss,” he
exclaimed. “I’ll give you twenty more
guesses and you won’t hit it right.”
“As bad as that, eh?” laughed Cal
laway. “in that case. I give up.
What’s the answer, Billy?” #
“Mr. Kelly is our latest acquisition.
I have just signed him to a contract.”
He produced the document from his
pocket, handed it to the president
and added: “Please sign it for the
club and forward it to President
Kavanaugh of the Southern Associa
tion at Little Rock.’’
“You a ball player!” ejaculated
Callaway in surprise, turning to Kel
ly.
“I don’t know whether I am or
not,” laughed the young man.
“Looks Like a Million.”
“Well, l do,” broke in the manager.
“He looks like a million dollars, Mr.
Callaway. That Is a favorite expres
sion of George Stallings, manager of
the Boston Nationals. George will
be here in a couple of weeks with
his team to play the Atlanta club
some exhibition games. From what I
can learn he is shy of speedy out
fielders. and I’ll bet you anything you
like that he will spot this kid right
away and make me an offer for him.
I’ll also bet you the cigars that you
can sell Kelly’s release for $5,000 be
fore the Southern League champion
ship season is a month old. But I
wouldn’t sell him. No, sir.”
It may be remarked in parentheses
that professional baseball players are
bought and soM, traded and trans
ferred from one club to another at
all seasons of the year. The players
involved in a transaction between
clubs have no say in tho matter, but
must obey orders or retire altogeth
er from baseball. This occasionally
works a hardship on a player, but
it is baseball law and it is a neces
sary law for the preservation of the
national game. The clubs could not
pay the high salaries they do pay
their players without this law. Clev
er men have tried to find a better
way to conduct the affairs of profes
sional baseball, but have not yet suc
ceeded in finding it. As this story
is written for entertainment and not
for the purpose of Instituting a great
baseball reform, we simply state
these facts to aid the reader and
proceed with the narrative.
“Mr. Smith seems to have a high
opinion of you. Mr. Kelly,” remarked
President Callaway.
“It is very kind of him.” replied
Kelly, “and I hope I can make good.
You see—”
To be Continued To-morrow.
HE WAS NOT.
P)p;AR MISS FAIRFAX:
I met a young man far about
seven months, when recently we
went to a social together, and I
danced most of the evening with
another man. My friend, upon
bringing me home, expressed his
objection, and made a date with
me which he later broke. I wrote
to him, saying he should not be
angry at me for what I did. and
he did not reply. As f l love this
man dearly, what would you ad
vise me to do, and was he right
in doing what he did?
PERSISTENT.
You were not considerate in giving
all your time to the other man, but
your punishment exceeds your crime,
and the young man Is not showing
himself in a good light by prolonged
sulking. Don't write again.
YOUR YOUTH EXCUSES THE
QUESTION.
r)EAR MISS FAIRFAX
I am 16 and considered pret
ty. I am in love with a young
man two years my senior.
I went out with him a couple of
times in his auto and I dearly love
him. But he does not pay much
attention to me. Do you think it
is because 1 am not very wealthy,
as he is well off? MILDRED.
what love really is, you will know
vvhta love really is, you will know
that a sentiment depending upon ma
terial possessions neither is love nor
akin to it.
You are too young to play with
love; also too young to go out with
a boy of 18 who is handicapped by
wealth and idleness.
YOU ARE RIGHT.
TAHIAR MISS FAIRFAX:
1 ' I am IK, and have been keep
ing company with a boy one year
my senior. He has asked m® to
keep steady company, but T think
I am too young, and know my
mother will not approve.
M H. S.
I am glad to know of a girl so sen
sible. Let your mother's opinion ^
ways have w -fit, and no harm will
come to you.
LET THE H08T DO IT.
HEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
^ I am an orphan eighteen years
old. Will you please tell me the
best and simplest way of ordering
a dinner when invited to go to a
fashionable restaurant with a young
man? K K
Let the host give the order, assisting
with a few suggestions when he defers,
as he will, to your preferences.
Insist that there be no intoxicating
liquors.
Knew What He Wanted.
Barber—How would you like to
have your hair cut, sir?
Customer—With scissor®! Did ye
s’pose I wanted it cut with a scythe?
NOTED
SPEECH SPECIALIST
AT THE
PIEDMONT HOTEL.
TUESDAY, MAY 27TH.
BENJ. N. BOGUE,
of Indianapolis,
THE MAN WHO CURES
STAMMERING
Was Laughed at Twenty Years Ago Because He
Stammered.
OUT OF STEP WITH TIME By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
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x -x THEN our gran<Vnottiers were
\\ girls marriage was not an ave-
V V nue happiness and enlarged
opportunities and activities so much as
it was an escape from desptsed spinster-
hood. The woman in those days who
failed to win the favor of some lord of
creation became a chattel of whatsoever
relative was compelled by the laws of
kinship to give her a chimney corner.
She had no standing in the home or
society. A little higher than the scul
lion. her condition was more intolerable,
because she did not receive the scullion’s
wages, nor know the freedom of an aft
ernoon off.
She was regarded with such ill-dis
guised contempt that giris growing into
womanhood unconsciously absorbed the
dea that to be a spinster was to be a
derelict; a failure. Her married sisters
addressed such an unappreciated and
unappropriated person in tones of pity
ing contempt, meanwhile depositing
their babies and other burdens on her
shoulders. If she were loved it was not
because of her lonely condition, but in
spite of it.
She Grew Morbid.
Little wonder that .she grew morbid
and sour and learned to look upon men
vith the hatred w 7 e look upon those who
have it .in thefr power to save us from
calamity, and don’t.
And great the wonder, so great it
seems almost a miracle, that she has
climbed by her own efforts from such
depths of degradation to the heights of
the beloved, respected and self-respect
ing spinster of to-day!
And greater the wonder, ami exceed
ingly great the pity, that girls of to-day
who have every opportunity for reading
ind observation continue to dwell in the
days when “old maid” stood for every
those days and are not keeping step
with the times are evidenced by the
tone of letters I receive every day.
“I am a girl of 25,’’ writes E. O., “and
have been keeping company with a cer
tain man for five years. At times he
treats me very coolly, and is cross and
ill-mannered and irritable, if he really
cares for me what is his idea in keeping
me waiting so long? I confess I love
him.”
She Moans.
He keeps her waiting because he
knows she will never run off and leave
him. He is cross and irritable for the
same reason that prompts every boy
and man to put his foot on a worm. He
treats her coolly knowing she is a door
mat.
She says she loves him. I say she
doesn’t. What she thinks is love for
the man is fear that she will be a
spinister!
She is looking at life through the
eyes of her great-grandmother, and so
long as she thinks that spinsterhood
means a condition despised by women
because one was rejected by men, so
long will she continue to kneel at the
feet of man, regarding the most con
temptible of his sex as one w 7 ith power
to save.
“Broken-Hearted” writes that she
quarreled with her lover six months ago,
and that she has written him many let-
ters since begging his forgiveness and
imploring him to return, and her letters
remain unanswered.
“Oh, what shall I do?” she moans.
“How I love him nobody knows. Oh,
I would do anything to have him back
again!”
Another doormat girl! He knows she
would give anything to have him back,
and will never return so long as that be
lief stays with him. If he knew he
couldn't come back, he would be the
one to write the letters begging for for
giveness.
My dear girls, you are wrong in your
attitude. You are on your knees when
you should be on your feet keeping step
with the times.
Love is the greatest gift life offers.
If *T had my wish I would see every girl
safely anchored in the harbor of some
man’s love, but not the class of men
these girls weep for.
They are narrow, weak, bag-of-wind
imitations.
Forget them, my dears, in an outburst
of gratitude that you live in a day when
a woman’s happiness and well-being are
independent of them.
dition that was
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STAMMERERS
m ROM tb«* time Mr Hogue began to talk in mere childhood he
was afflicted so badly with stammering he was almost speechless.
tie \\a> handicap pe<i I nrougliout Ills entire early life. The
it JL || trouble grew worse with t \ cars, and finally compelled hint to
II leave college, v\hen as a y<,ong man he gave promise of becoming
y, a brilliant scholar He could not recite when called upon, even
™ ~~—m thouj
get employment because lie could not a*»k for It without revealing
his infirmity, then they did not want him. Socially he was impossible, because or
the faces he made when he tried to converse. His parents spent hundreds
of dollars In attempts to correct his speech trouble. He was sent to various
institutions and private schools which claimed to be able to cure “stammer
ing.” He even tried all the advertised mail order “cures” of which lie read
in the papers. But without avail. He was pronounced a “hopeless case’’ by
eminent specialists, and was turned out into the world to pass the balance of
his life in gloom. Stammering had taken all the joy out of his childhood.
It had marked his youth with sober melancholy. He began to realize that his
youth was slipping away from him and that the years spreading before him
held no hope of better things. Stammering was ruining his life.
With characteristic determination and energy he set about the arduous
task of mastering the principles of voice and speech for himself. He studied
for years, reading everything that pertained to the subject of voice culture.
These principles he applied to his own case, resulting in a complete and perma
nent cure. Mr. Bogin* is to-day one of the clearest speakers and most fluent
talkers in the professional world.
The result of this wonderful scientific achievement soon became known
far and wide. It was commented upon in the public press. It put an entirely
new light upon the heretofore sadly neglected subject of stammering. Mr.
Bogue was entreated i * do foi others afflicted as himself the same service he
had rendered himself.
Mr.
Bogue has
i m
ade the
cure of starr
i mering
his fife profesi
don.
H
r is
persona
lly associa
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with in
lany starmru
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ry day. He of
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as man
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: nd
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s in a stnglf
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twelve thou
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1 with aim*
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mering.
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Mr Rogue is the author of several hooka on stammering, an educator ©f
note, and the founder and principal of the Bogue Institute for Stammerers,
at Indianapolis, which is always crowded. He states emphatically that “stam
mering can not he cured by mail any more than typhoid fever.” His meth
od. purely natural, involves no drugs, no medicines, no hypnotism, n<x surgery.
It is simply the application of educational principles to the fundamental
causes of stammering. He has mastered the secrets w 7 hich underlie defec
tive speech. He has cured hundreds at this institution. The cure is abso
lutely certain.
A few months ago Mr. Bogue *was stopping at the Hollenden Hotel at
<Cleveland, where he was attending some personal business. No sooner had
his presence become generally known than scores of stammerers called at the
hotel to see him and get the benefit of his advice So great waa the crowd
that Mr. Bogue was unable to see more than one in every four of those who
called.
Recently when Mr. Bogue was in St. Louis, people learning of his trtsft
there traveled upward of 300 miles to secure the personal opinion, exam
ination and the advice of this famous speech expert.
Mr. Bogue will he at the Piedmont Hotel, Atlanta. May 37. for one day
only, and will meet personally and privately all persons of this vicinity de
siring to confer with him on the subject of stammering who may call be
tween the hours of 9 a. m. anti 5 p. m. and between 7 and 8 o’clock in the
evening. He will make a complete examination and thorough diagnosis of
each ease and tell whether or not the case can be cured, and, if it can, how
long It probably will require and how 7 much it will coet.
And, remember, he will not accept a case as a student at his institute
unless he is certain that he can effect a positive and permanent cure. But
he does not ask any stammerer to take his word for this. He gives a writ
ten guarantee with satisfactory security. Therefore, persons that Mr Bogue
accepts as students assume no risks whatever.
Bu* H t this time Mr. Bogue only wants to see every stammerer of this lo
cal it % face u> face, to talk with them personally and to give to them the best
of his advice Then- will be rio charge whatever for consultation or advice for
those calling at the hotel during Mr. Bogue’s stay in Atlanta, which ought to
llt tremendous value to ail persons who stammer or stutter. St&m-
inen-r> >nt a single .-xrep.ior.. should at least bn Mr Bogue and get
a , pv'of his new book, a valuable volume of HH pages, explaining the causes
and cure of stammering and stuttering, which he will give away absolutely
fr* o Mr Rogue treats everv case that is brought to his attention serredlj
confidential No one need have tear of embarrassment or publicity.
in sithf lh» i ij\vHiithlt*' fit* n private interview with the world s jji’cfttcst specialist
i>. mu opportunity tliatAia^ never come again to tlie peVtple «