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VOL. V.
THE AFTER TIME.
'O, let us be glad that only the earth O, let us be glnd that only tbo snow
Beneath us lies frozen and cold; Lies white os a winding sheet;
That still the days find beautiful birth, _ . That the heart of the earth Lias warmth
Through orient gates of gold; find glow,
Tiut still above us tbo fathomless And strongly her iifeqmisOs beat;
. blue, light; That, soon shall her tires awiUceu and set
O’erarehes the dazzling Each nerve of nature a-tbrill,
'That still the stars shino tender and And brimming with beauty the earth shall
Through true, the infinite depths of night. That forget
l long she lay silent and chill.
—Dart Eairtliorne, in Vick’s Magaziqa,
The Lost Louis.
13y WILLIAM SAGE.
HE colonel, the pro¬
r fessor Jack Hawley and young were
seated around the
m :gp£gg|g table in a bay win¬
dow of the club
dining-room, over
their after-dinner
< coffee.
t x The dinner had
been excellent, aud
the old colonel, as
the guest of the
>. evening, was feel¬
i ing particularly
genial, as he drew a handful of change
from out bin trousers’ pocket in order
to reward the attentions of the waiter.
As he did so the quick eye of the
professor took note of a silver piece
•considerably '"That’s larger than a dollar.
a curious coin, colonel,” he
remarked, leaning forward over the
table.
"That’s a_.Louis,” said the colonel,
jpickiug it out from the other coins iu
iliis hand aud passing it over to the
professor.
“I always imagined that a ‘Louis’
was a gold piece,” remarked young
Jaok Hawley. .
c i They,are generally gold,” replied
the colonel; "but evidently some sil
v«r Louis were coined, for here is
’one.”
"I have never seen nor heard of one
before,” said the professor, looking
with interest at the liirge, clumsy coin,
with the heavy oquiittpiance of Louis
XVI., aud under it the date 1776. "I
suppose this must be both rare and
valuable. ”
. ’I T prize it .. Wjore , highly . . , because , of „
the wonderful coincidence, connected
Uet s U hear 1 ’ leC it, T said U young 0ue ' , Hawley. T ,
Well, ’ when I was a lad ’ began
the colonel, leaning‘back m his chair
and lighting a cigar. ‘Such a long
tune ago that your grandfather Jack,
was at school at the time and the pro
LilkL P ' pr ° bably Wearing
■
"Oh, hardly as long as that,” inter
’rupted the professor, laughing, "I’m
over forty-six myself; you’ll make
make yourself eighty at that rate.”
"Well, that would not be so far out
of the way; I was seventy-four last
month.” And the old colonel stroked
his white goatee complacently, for he
Bid not look a day over mxly-hve “It
was when I was a youth of eighteen,
wonemg m a jeweler s shop m Boston,
t,hat this com first came into my pos
session At that time, as you know
great many Spanish, Mexican and
French corns were in circulatmn m
this country, J, and I took this one in
my wages. ri11 The face - of the ,, unforfcun- o ,
ate French monarch rather took my
fancy, and I kept it fora pocket piece.
But before I go any further I want to
ask whether either of you gentlemen
see any marked peculiarity about this
coin?” And the colonel tossed it
upon the table.
The professor examined it closely,
"I notice that it bears the date of
American independence,” he said.
• w Well, that’s hardly a peculiarity, in
There were doubtless others minted
the same year ”
"I don’t colonef see- anything else.”
The smiled. "Well, there
is, and I’ll let you endeavor to find
it out while I tell you the history.
"In the year 1845 1 went to*Mex
ico. Silver milling was what I went
there for, but I did about everything
before I left the country, and ended
by going into Taylor’s army when the
war broke out.
“One day I was seated in a gaming
house at Saltillo. Oh, I was wild
enough in those days, Jack Hawley,
and hardly a week passed that Dave
Cranston and Pedro Blanco (they
were my two partners), and I did not
come into town for a little game of
’brisca ’ ’
"Well, on this day—ever to he
remembered by me as the last time I
sat down to a game of chance where
the stakes were money”—here the
colonel took a long pull at his cigar
nnd expelled the smoke slowly—"I
was having a particularly hard run of
luck and lost so rapidly that iu less
than an hour after first sitting down
I was cleaned enough out. I had for not had |
nearly excitement my
money, and wanted badly to keep on
playing. Searching all my pockets in
the hope of finding a stray coin I drew
out this Louis, which I had carried for
over four years. The thought at ouce
flashed through my mind that per
haps on this piece my luck would
change, and I might retrieve my shat
tered fortunes. So I tossed it on the
table and took another hand at the
game.”,
LINCOLN TON, GA.. THURSDAY, MAY 12, 1898
"And not only won back your los¬
ings, but such a large sum in addition
that you wisely resolved never to
tempt your luck again,” interrupted
young Hawley.
"Inside of five minutes,” said the
colonel impressively, "I arose from
that table, having lost this piece and
everything of value that I possessed,
down to the silver mounting on my
horse’s bridle, and I would have
staked the horse himself had not Dave
Cranston and Pedro dragged me away
from the table, and putting me on the
animal’s back, rode off with me be¬
tween them to our camp. I’m not go¬
ing to read you a. lecture on the im¬
morality of gambling, young Hawley,
nor lengthen out this story with an ac¬
count of my life in Mexico. Suffice it
to say that I kept my resolution in re¬
gard to gaming, and whatever forttane
I have made was not amassed in Mex¬
ican mines. ”
"I suppose you got this piece back
by purchasing it from the winner,”
remarked the professor, dropping it
on the table and putting down his ear
to listen to the ring.
“To my great chagrin lie left Sal¬
tillo that same afternoon, and I never
set eyes on him again,”
"Indeed! Tften how in the world
did you regain possession of it?”
“Forty years later,” said [the col¬
onel slowly.
"Phew,” whistled young Hawley,
under his breath.
“I was sojourning for a few days in
a small town in Southern Spain.
Passing through a narrow street one
afternoon on my wav back to the
hote i. j chanced to stop, as anyone
mi ht> to io ok into the window of a
dealer in curios, and the first object
^ jf ht /know was tMs identical
coin that this sounds
ine , e(HbIe . I, myself, J at first thought
it mcrely / a c oin 0 f the same de¬
nomillation ntl date , but imagine my
ise w] n h iu and e x
amining it closely I discovered that it
was the very same Louis that I had
i ost at pjayfii Saltillo so many years
aga j gladly paid the shopkeeper
s i s pesos for it, and I have carried it
j n my poeket ever since.”
Here the colonel stopped,
“is that all?” inquired young
Hawley '
„ Tlmt is all exoer)t that i wiU now
to ahow yo u — _; J
« Wm f you U permit me to take a look
fc m co n? The speaker who iutei
^ d them ha(1 ri sen from a table in
adjoiui professor’s alcove and now stood at
l elbow. He looked
mme ^ older tliau the colonel, his
hair white and he leaned _ -i upon a ,
was
, y caue > one , b uem j o decidedlv aeciaecuy
, ‘ uue ’
•
"I’m Major . Tracer; I overheard
P ai T °i' your conversation as I sat at
my table there, and I was so interested
that I could not refrain from coming
over all T a * : ' intruding, tak
ing a part in it. ”
“No intrusion at all, sir. One old
soldier is always glad to make the
acquaintance of another, and your
major, is known to every yeter
an of the Mexican War. Permit me
to introduce my friends, Professor
Lang ton and Mr. Hawley,
"The colonel has just been enter -
taming us with a remarkable account
of the loss and subsequent recovery of
^lis piece of money, said the pro
feasor, handing the coin to the major,
“Seventeen seventy-sne tlm same
date, said the major half to kiznseL.
Then putting the com on the table he
took up a fruit knife and, placing the
‘till! point exactly over Hie letter O
* n the word Louis, a hair s breadth
from the edge, he gave a sharp, quick
pressure and the face ot the cpui. flew
°P en as though on a spring, tv lth an
exclamation of surprise the professor
took it and inspected it closely, some
skilled workman had cut it open all
around the milled edge and fitted a
spring inside; just under the letter
"O.” bo nicely had tne woik been
done that when closed it was not ap
parent to the naked eye. When
opened, it was seen that a groove had
been hollowed through the inside
about an inch and a half long and one
eighth of an inch wide,
"By all the powers, how comes it
that you knew that secret?” cried tlie
colonel, dumbfounded, as the major
threw the fruit knife back on the table,
Without answering the question di
rectly, the major took the other old
soldier by the hand and, looking into
his eyes with a peculiar expression on
his face, asked; “Were you the man
who did that delicate piece of mechani
cal work?”
"I was.”
"Tell me what on earth, induced you
to do it?"
"For the life of hie pH can’t say.
What, induces people to make baskets
but of cherry pits, lockets out of hair
and the thousand and one tittle gira
cracks that are always being made? I
was a skillful workman, and in an idle
hour I took up this ooia, cut it open
and fitted it with a spring. There is
just one way to open it, Tou must
have had the piece in your possession
at one time aud stumbled upon the
secret, I put something iu that cavity
in the centre—did you take it out?”
"I did.”.
The major drew up a chair and
stretched liis stiff leg out under the
table comfortably. "In 1847,” he
began, looking fixedly at the colonel,
“I was also in Mexico.” The colonel
nodded and handed the major a cigar.
‘‘Thanks. I was with Scott at Vera
Cruz.”
"And I,” said the colonel, giving
him a light, "was with Taylor iu the
northern part of the country,”
"Having lived in Mexico for p
number of years previous to the wav, -
continued the major, lighting his
cigar, "and speaking the language of
the country, I was more valuable in
the secret service than is the field,
so I was,” here he puffed on the cigar
for a few seconds to get it well lighted
“a scout.”
“I understand,” and the colonel
nodded again.
"The American army took up quar¬
ters at Jalapa, where I left them aud
made a detour towards the south, to
discover a suitable route by which our
forces could approach the City of
Mexico, and avoid the fortifications
and ambuscades which.General Santa
A nna had provided for their reception.
I had been most successful, and had
reached Molino del lley, a small town
almost in the shadow of the walls of
Mexico City, when I was captured by
the Mexicans and thrown into the jail
to await trial as a spy. Imagine my
despair. I had every inch of tlie
ground from Jalajia carefully photo
graphed in my brain. Could furnish
Scott with information of the greatest
importance, and here I was jugged in
that little, miserable Mexican jail with
every prospect of being condemned to
death, and no possible way of getting
any part of my valuable information
to the ears, of the general.
“You will, of course, surmise that
the first thing I had done on being
left alone in my cell was to examine;
every avenue of possible escape. Sly
room was ten by twelve. There was
in it a table, one chair and a pallet of
straw. One small iron barred win
dow, looking out on the prison yard
beneath, furnished what light there
was. The bars were half an inch in
diameter, and firmly set in the
masonry. Using all my strength I
could not budge them. I was not,
however, kept long in suspense. On
the afternoon of the second day I was
taken out, triad, found guilty, aud
condemned to he shot at sunrise on
the day following—that is, within iif
teen hours.
■ “On my return to the hot, badly
aired cell with the stunning effect of
my sentence benumbing my brain, 1
sat listlessly down by the table and
allowed my head to rest in the hollow
of my hands. My attitude of dejec¬
tion appealed to the sergeant who
brought me in, for placing his hand on
my shoulder he asked if there was
nothing he could do for me. I shook
my head. ‘There are some very nice
grapes in the market place outside,’
ho said persuasively. The sound of the
word ‘grapes’ recalled to my mind how
parched the roof of my mouth was, so I
thanked him, and said I should enjoy
a few. I handed him a half eagle,
which, my captors had overlooked
when they took everything else of
value from me. l'u less than five
minutes lie was back with a basket of
delicious-looking fruit, whicli he
placed on the table at my elbow, and
offered me the change. I motioned
him to keep it, saying that he could
spend it to better advantage than I.
He pocketed it with an expression on
his countenance intending to denote
commiseration, but he was such a
'happy, smiling-faoed fellow that Hie
effect was rather comical. As he was
putting the change in liis poeket one
of the larger coins slipped through
liis fingers and striking the floor on its
edge it circled about the room and
ended by nestling on the straw at my
feet. Actuated by a feeling of deli¬
cacy the sergeant withdrew without
stooping to pick it up, and hardly
noticing the occurrence I remained
seated at the table. After a short
time I pulled myself together enough
to eat some grapes, and then com¬
menced to write a few Hues to my
friends at home in the hopes that
through the kindness of mj 1 - jailer,
who had also furnished me with paper
and pencil, they would some day reach
tlie bauds for whom they were in¬
tended. As I finished writing my
eye caught the glitter of the coin at my
feet. I picked it up and tossed it onto
the table before me. On looking at it
closer I noticed that it was a French
coin, with the head of Louis XVI.
stamped upon it. This sent me off
into another train of thought, and as
I mused I tapped mechanically on the
coin with the point of miy pencil,
thus,” and the major illustrated the
action with the fruit knife. “I must*
have struck a sharp, quicklblow right
over the letter 0,'for all <w \i a sudden
the face of the coin flew iand out
popped a little object that fell on the
table with a tinkling Sound. I took it
between my thumb arid finger; and
going to the light could hardly believe
my eyes when I saw that I held a tiny
file about an inc 1 ^ and a half in length,
with delicate sawteeth, which were al¬
most invisible to the naked eye. The
next moment I was standing on my
stool at the window, experimenting on
the iron bar. The little instrument
was made of the hardest steel, and its
tiny teetli made some impression on
the iron; For half an -hour I worked
away persistently; and by that time
I, had cut into the bar a little; Not
much, to be sure, but still enough to
raise my hopes. It was only a ques¬
tion of time and not being interrupted,
and I should be through, that window.
I worked away like a beaver. Twelve
hours to saw through two half-inch
bars, I had read of men who, with
files made with watch-springs, had cut
their way to liberty through iron bolts
and bars, of with no other tool than
the blade of of a penknife had dug
through a dozen feet of stone and
these mortar to the daylight beyond; and but
meu had taken weeks
months to complete their task, while
Fluid just one short summer night.
Nearly two hours passed thus when
the faint twittering of a bird warned
me of approaching day. I had not
flushed the first bar. I seemed to be
making no progress at all now. Onee
Imgers t ie little file had slipped from my
and fallen to the floor, where I
had been obliged to grope for it, and
the constant fear lest it should slip
again and fall outside made me doubly
cautious and slow. As the first streaks
of reel tinged the eastern sky the roll
of the drum in the guard room beneath
tolu me that the sentries were about
to be changed. Exerting all my
strength I wrenched the bar free at
the bottom and bent it inward and
upward like a hook. The aperture
thus made was small, but still I might
squeeze itow, through. The remembrance
as a boy, I used to crawl into
our barn at home through a small
window from which a pane of glass
had been knocked, came to my mind
encouragingly, Snatching up the
pistol I pushed the table under tlie
window, and, jumping upon it. began,
feet first, to work myself through the
hole. I was about tlie same size all the
way up in those days”—here the major
looked rather regretfully at the pres
out generous proportions of his waist
->at—“but when I had gotten half
(fay through I stuck fast, Just the at
this moment I heard' voices at
door and a key difficulty grat# in the look,
They had some in unlocking
it, fori had left the key in the lock on
my side. Meanwhile I struggled
valiantly, but the more I wriggled the
tighter I seemed to get wedged in the
window, and the blood surged up into
my head with splitting violence,
There I was, caught in my own trap,
waving my legs about aud striking
them against the wall on the outside,
“The key on my side of the door
fell to the floor, and the key on the
other side turned in the lock. I
called out as menacingly as my lack of
breath would permit; ‘The first who
enters will be shot dead.’ Here I
gave a tremendous squirm. ‘I have
overpowered the sentry (wriggle), and
have his pistol.’ The click of my
weapon carried conviction with it, for
the men in the corridor paused. By
a superhuman effort I drew myself a
little touflird the inside of tlie room,
and getting one arm outside, managed
to slide out of the window. Here I
hung by one arm from the bar, my
shirt, having caught on the ragged
stump of iron, prevented me for a
moment from ns to the
yard beneath, A CO on the
prison wall sjiied me at this
juncture and fired liis musket, It was
his last shot, for as his ball struck the
mortar from the wall near me I raised
my pistol and picked him off his perch.
I let go my hold. There was a soft
burr of ripping flannel, and I fell to
the ground. I was upon my feet and
over the wall like a cat. As I leaped
a volley of shot followed me, and the
soldiers poured out of the jail in pur¬
suit. There were some horses tied in
front of the postoflice opposite, and
breaking the tether of one of them 1
was on his back and away up the street
iu a flash. It was ouly an eighth of a
mile long. You know how these
Mexican towns are built. Pandemon¬
ium reigned there for about ten sec¬
onds, and then I was off towards the
mountains. A dozen men were after
m •■ in full chase, but they never came You
within shooting distance again.
see, I knew the country even better
than they, having been scouting in it
for weeks. I made my way back to our
lines with all possible dispatch, avoid¬
ing any encounter with the natives.
Once, however, urged by hunger, I
stopped at a small habitation for pro¬
visions. The Mexican who lived there
was not inclined to be curious, and gave
me an abundance of food, so to pay
him for his kindness I gave him this
piece of money, which was all I had.
“When I finally reached the Ameri
COIL array I found that Scott had given
up all idea of seeing me again, and was
preparing to press forward to the at¬
tack.
“On the 18th of August our forces
were shelling the City of Mexico from
the very town of Molino del Key, and
on the 19th we took the city itself by
assault.
“I wanted to have a hand at whip¬
ping Santa Anna, so took part in the
charge and received a wound in the
leg which resulted in this.” The
major stuck out his left leg from un¬
der the: table. "Cork, sir!
"That,- gentlemen, is how I come to
know how to Open this remarkable
coin.”
Then drawing a fat wallet from his
inside vest pocket he fished out from
its recesses something folded in what
had once been white paper, now dark
with age. Unwrapping it he disclosed
a tiny tile, with delicate saw-teeth.
Fitting the file into the cavity in the
coin he handed it to the colonel, sav¬
ing, as he did so; "Allow me to re¬
store to you all your property.” But
the latter refused it. "No, major, I
think it should belong to yon.
‘‘Well, I should like to keep it
as a memento, but in turn
you must permit me to celebrate my
first meeting with the man to whom I
am so deeply indebted, by ordering a
bottle of champagne, genial
" With all my heart,” said the
colonel,
"And now,” continued the major,
after Hie arrival of the wine, as lie
filled the glasses around, "I want to
ask you again; “What induced you to
put a file, of all things, into the centre
of that coin after cutting it open?”
“And I.cau only say,” replied Hie
eoiouel, “that it was because that lit¬
tle file happened to be lying on the my
work table near at hand. It was
merest chance. ”
"It was a lucky elianee for me,”
said the major, devoutly, as he raised
his glass, "otherwise I should not
have had the pleasure of drinking your
very good health to-day.”—Short
Stories.
HUMOR OF THE DAY,
“Your friend?” "No; merely an
acquaintance from whom I borrow
money. ’’—Judge.
"Who is that military-looking
chap?” “That, sir, is the hero of a
rumored war.”—Puck.
“Did you get your bike on the in¬
stallment plan?” "Yes, I pay the
doctor ten dollars a month.”—Puck.
.Tones—“Why, Bridget, this is a
very small egg!” Bridget—“Sure,
sir, it was just laid this morning.' —
Detroit Free Press.
Women don’t need to be told that
the prick of conscience is about as
productive of pin-money as anything
you can mention.—Puck.
The chief aim of some women’s
lives seems to be to get things slicked
up one day before it is time to slick
’em up for the next.—Puck.
Van Braam—“Jaysinith says he is
an expert in toxicology.” Shingles—
“He must mean in toxicology.—Pitts¬
burg Commercial Telegraph.
Miss Trill —“I love to hear the birds
sing.” Jack Downright (warmly)—
“So do I. They never attempt a piece
beyond their ability.”—London Tit
Bits.
“There are things in this world
more valuable than money, my son.”
“I know it. That’s the reason I want
money to buy them with.”—Detroit
Free Press.
Druggist—“See here! Why didn’t
you tell that customer that we had
something just as good?” New Clerk
—‘‘Because he was after some postage
stamps.”—Puck.
Stranger (in Texas)—“How long do
you fellows work at a stretch?” Cow¬
boy—“Well, it depends a good deal
on how easy a feller dies. Dey re
variable. ”—J udge.
He—“Well, I must be going; I al¬
ways seem such a fool among a lot of
females.” She—“You seem always
the same to me.” (Now, what did she
mean?)—Standard.
Watts—“I’ve got au uncle eighty
years old anil he is as frisky as a
schoolboy.” Potts—“As a schoolboy
going to school or coming out?”—In¬
dianapolis Journal.
“More men,” remarked the ob¬
server of men and tilings, “would
sell themselves to the devil, if the
devil could he taken in with green
goods. ”—Detroit- Journal.
“So that burglar carried off all your
I silver?” “Yes; but wJiat upset us the
most was that he drank up all our
cream and we had none for our coffee
at breakfast.”—Detroit Free Press.
Blobbs—“That, fellow to whom I
nodded will probably cut me the next
time he sees me.” Blobbs—“Why?”
Blobbs—“He’s my barber; and he’s
very careless.”—Philadelphia Record.
Airs. Hoyle—“What was all that
noise at your house this morning?”
Mrs. Doyle—“The servant broke some
of the china and then my husband
broke one of the commandments.”—
Standard.
“I have a doctor’s certificate here
that I cannot sing to-night,” said the
prima donna. “What?” roared Hie
manager; “I’ll give you a certificate
that you never could sing. —Detroit
Free Press.
Her Mamma—“She says when she
undertook to reprove* you your re¬
marks were, to say the least, out of
place.” Her Husband — “Why, I
couldn’t get a word in edgewise. ”—
Detroit Journal.
Prisoner—“It’s hard to charge Anc
with forgery, for you see 1 can’t even
sign my own name.” Judge—“That
point is immaterial; it’s another man’s
name iCJ ou’re accused of
its.
NO. 49.
SOME WEATHER SIGNS.
Old Sayings that iu Many Place Are
Still Believed In.
Almost everyone has a theory about
the weather, though frequently these
stories are inaccurate. Here are n few
popular signs.
"Six weeks after you hear the first
katy-did look for a frost.”
"Notice your cat when it washes its
S:" co. The paw it uses and the dlree
X" in it faces will show the point of
compass whence the wind is blowing."
"Blow out a, candle, and if the wick
continues long to smoulder, look for
bad weather. If it goes out quickly,
the weather will be fair.”
"The last Friday of each month is
the almanac index for the next month.
If the weather is fair, the month will
be likewise; if foul, so will the month
be.”
"If it. storms the first Sunday in the
month It. will storm every Sunday in
the month.”
"If the sun sets In a cloud, it will
rain on tlie morrow.”
"If you see sun-dogs, expect rain
soon.”
"Three white frosts and then
storm. ’
"When the smoke from a chimney
does not rise, but falls to the ground,
It is going to storm.” .!
"Three foggy mornings and then a
"A ringing in the ears is the sign
a. change of weather. Others say it
a sign that several people are talking
about you.” -
"When the rooster crows at 9 o'clock
in the evening expect a change of
won then.”
"If the chickens come out. while it
rains it is a sign that the storm is to lie
a long one. If they stand around nn
dor the shed, the storm will be short.”
“If you see froth along the shores ci
the streams, you may know it is going
to rain.” m
"When the farm animals are unusti
| allv friskv it is a sign it is going to
rain."
"When a night passes and no
falls. It Is ;i sign if is going to rain.”
"When you hear an owl hoot ft
safe to conclude ii is going to storm.’
"If the rooster crows on the fence it
is n sign that the weather is going to
change.” kettle.
"If tin; water boils out of the
it is a sign that ll' is going to storm.”
"If the sun sets Hear on Friday it
will storm before Monday night.”
"■If \« 1 I see file eilt or dog 1 Bing
grass you may look for it >
"If it rains while the sun shines
will rain on the day following.”
"When the leaves of the poplarrf
other trees turn up'their under sides.
look for rain. Know. too. that it is
going to rain when you see he hens
‘greasing' themselves."
"A curdly sky is the sign of nun
within three days.”
"If tlie sun shines clear in the
morning and then the sky soon
up it will rain before nighl.”
"When you see the .1
around in the meadow- v “ i great*
•activity than common look for
soon.”
-Kill a beetle and it will be sure
bring rain."
"When you see the pigs carry winds.| g
In their mouths look for high
“It's a sign of rain when the
bite.”
"As long as the dogstar reigns thei»
will be dry weather.” *
“There is going to be a change nj •
weather when you hear the telegra
poles buzz. It is going to be
rnlder or warmer.”
nations sending '
While other are xvai
ships to China, this country sends oq
of her young men to be professor of
lug engineering Tientsin. and geology Our interposition at the Pnja
versify of
in Chinese affairs is not dramatic, lit
the interference of Germany and tt
rest, but who will say that the tamnit
of mightier, the geologist than the is mailed not. better, fisL if n< jjs
1 -
The problem “How to be happ
though too much married” is one
those that can never be solved satisfa
torily in this working-day world.
GEORGIA RAILROA
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