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Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28
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lie in fdmoie r Settlaune eeI6rieben."
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men. Seq los!"
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Der Ode ltdno Elm SdmzSam. $50"
3fpeiter 9i9ter: nWair i9eint, Ou
bait i9on 4des ooppelt geIeben, fpie
Du bas seidrieben bait"
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28

@as trampft 5uIammen ben ReOats
teur,
Was irrt 10 unitGt fem Bid,
Wos trei6t i'm bin, ipd8 treibt i'm Der,
Bds traf ibn fir MiBgei6id2 =
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ben S6rdnf,
Gr ~tlettert ouf Slide unb Stiible, -
Er nuroe am @noe gar geiItestrunt
Sm neutrality-suspicious.
Warum 16lottern bic 3nicc unb 3ittcrt
bic Sdnb9
Gs entperlen 3ropfen Der Stirne,
BoS itdrrt er uuf ieben Hogel Der
Wono,
Wds fpinnt uno iinnt iein @e6irnc2
0O9 pIObIi6 ii9 feline 4lfrcgung
le9t,
Hot6 Itcigt in bic Wongen, bic bIcis
6en: -
Gr bate fem gues, bic S9ecrc pers
leat,
limb 3ludr ais 2eIe3eiden!
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28
Ghleht fffert.

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Sic paren BEL Sbrer 5our our6s
a~ieiengebirge aud auf Der Sdnees
foppc. 6ut's S6nen benin bort aefals
LEM"
.W}iicrobetl 5ieben Wart int Stat
ptrlorsu.'
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28
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mar Der 5err, Der Did ioeben 10 uns
%iertbGnis griibte?"
grdutigldm: DUtein S4neioer."
grdut: n5m, Der bat ippbI Gu6
TOD cine !5ppotbef dlT mir itr9er2"
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28
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9dar in Der Suppe; setpiB ipieber BON
Der 8en3i!"
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oof nifts OaTiir. oaB ie rptbes !9aar
bait"
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28
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Saaffner: sd bite nm Shirt
2arte -"
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feno uno cine 8iIitcntartc 5ie6eno)l
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Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28
~0prehttoter Werder.

Suusfrdu: rDds man iih bod nit
ben Dienitboten berumGrgern muB. -"
Jreunbin: .Was 1T benin wieotr
b%prseidacn2"
6amsfrau: .Denten Sic. meine aos
hai Ihcu wieper cinen neaeu5uti"
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28

"Sd. pifien sic meme Serri6dftcn,
Iiege i4 od mai ob~nungslDs am gils
ftranb inter meinem Spnnenihirm.
ais mid bon binten Elm Morbstrotooit
padt uno binunterouipiireen periu9t.
sd baltic MIDI aber NIT aller Strait oil
meinsm anfgeIponnten S4irm felt,
tefIen Stoblftd6e
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28
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! aunoe: n9Oren sic NAL, Serr iyris
isur, Sbr aebrlins mill ipobl Mimifer
lperoen2"
Jriisnr: yWarum nift sar2"
anrtbe: sd meme nur, ipeil er fort.
frdhrenc @eii4ier ldmeibel."
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28
0tefc @tniGhtiaen.

RoBdr3t (bcim ltnterridt 3u einem
GinjGbrigen): rRd ndtiirli9 iiber's
3rojanerpferb, bd ~iptiien sic geEAeio,
nber pom 0raionerpfero, oa 9aben sc
tcene Qbnuas."
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28

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m.... unO mas oarf benn bds Bib
ungefdbr %totcn?"
IS gang cgal, nag g tOit't! Wds
g foit', ipcro %be}a5lt!"
.Qlio Iagen mir 100 Sbaler."
gSo Jan pO6l net g'i4eiOt! Sopicl
oarf's net toit'n."
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28

Tit Oide 6dmilicnmutter Tin Be-
trd6tunq res Wceres): r0u, Batter.
bier inert id crit, fpic ipin5ig man ood
nod is, gegcr Die OFiee TONNE id mir
mic n S|trob6alm oor."
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1848-1918, 1904-10-28

BEN untbier bod 6ebenfIi6e Ghtpi.'
rigteiten ma4ten. Dies %benuBeno,
f4rie ih ulIo nit i4neioiger Stimme:
gum 9pnnertpetter nod einmdl, if
muB bod erIt meinen S4irm 3utlap4
pen !" 8croubt reiBt oas 9ieb ieinen
Ra6en ouf ; ib Ipringe raus, empfdb(
mid unb mar 9erettet."
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21

call the south one Sailor A. and the
north Sailor B. You can have your
choice"
That's not fair!" said Jim. "I1l
play you game of seven-up for the
first choice; three games of ten points
each-best two out of three to take
first choice"
"All right" responded John, as
Blake produced a we'll worn pack Of
cards and shufTled them. But before
we play let me finish my proposition.
You wish to sell your claims for two
hundred and fifty thousand II you can
find purchaser. Will you give me an
option on your claim. I'll give you
FIVE thousand In cash for the follow
ing option on your claim on to deed
me all your rights In consideration of
one hundred thousand dollars, payable
In sixty days from this date; one hun
dred thousand payable in six months
from date, and one hundred thousand
payable in one year from date. And"
you bet your life WILL" interrupt.
ed Blake, extending his hand. Make
1t two thousand in cash, John. That
will be enough. Make It two thousand
and I'll go you"
I'VE will call It twenty-five hundred,
and you can have the other twenty
Ave hundred II you need IT," said John
smiling. But had not finished.
You shall have one-half Of the pro-
ceeds from the sale OF the ore already
mined. That should net you $4,000.
You need not shake your head. In
any arrangement may make with
outsiders you shall have ten per cent
Of all profits payable to me. wish to
feel that you will always have an In
terest in the Sailor NINE"
"All right, John" said Jim, finally.
Now wen play that game OF seven
up"
Blake won the first game and John
the second. In the third game John
had two to go, and Blake lacked six
points. II was his deal. He turned
two jacks before the trump was Sc
lected. and then made high, low, Jack,
and the game, and won the rubber and
the first choice.
Lucky in cards, unlucky in love-"
laughed Blake as he arose from the Ia
bic. Sailor A is mine-subject to
your option, John"
John drew up an agreement and an
option, which both signed, and the
finn Of Burton & Blake was dissolved.
Blake accepted twenty-five hundred
dollars in cash, and three days later
both arrived in the little mining town
Of Auburn. from which they sent a
trustworthy man back to the cabin, to
remain on guard until John Burt re-
tuTnad
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21

my free leg around it. I held like
grim death to a coon, and heard the
leather snap as the horse went over
the precipice. If 1t had been a first
class saddle l wouldn't be here to
tell the tale. l was hanging down
over the cliff. It was eighteen hun
bred feet deep to the first stopping
place, and l saw that horse, all
spraddled out, turn over and over in
the air. | closed my eyes so as not
to see him strike. Then l crawled
back few feet and sat down behind
a rock. That's the last thing | re-
member until woke up in bed. An
old doctor, whose breath smelled of
liquor, was bending over me, and
near him was one of the prettiest
girls | ever saw. She and her father
were approaching me when | started
to slide down the mountain. Her
name was Jenny Rogers"
Jim sighed and paused.
This is growing romantic, but how
about the broken neck?" asked John.
"It was broken, or dlslocated, which
is about the same thing" continued
Blake. "Jenny's father knew of an
old Spanish doctor, about forty miles
away, and went for him. He was a
wonder on bones. He was black as
an Indian and uglier than sin. He
felt around my neck, swore softly in
Spanish, rolled inc over on my face,
climbed on my back, jabbed his knees
into my shoulder blades, and grabbed
me by the jaws. He gave my head a
quick wrench. I saw a thousand sky.
rockets; something cracked and l be.
came senseless. When l awoke he
had my neck in splints, and was jab-
bering Spanish to Rogers. He said
he was the only white man in the
world who could set a broken neck,
and | guess he was. He had learned
the trick from an Indian medicine
man. He charged me twenty-five dol
lars, and told me to, lie quiet for a
week. Jenny Rogers nursed me, and
Of course fell in love with her. |
was in their cabin, and near by Mr..
Rogers had located some valuable
claims.
Here is the most remarkable part
of this story" Blake went on. when
was able to dress picked ups that
cursed Mexican stirrup to see how the
leather happened to break. It was a
steel affair. and noticed some bright
yellow spots in the crevices. Blamed
II 1t wasn't gold! didn't say a word.
but when was strong enough l went
back and climbed slowly down the
place where my horse fell. It was
easy to follow It. Near the edge Of
the cliff l found an outcropping OF
gold-bearing ore, and the mark Of
where the natal part Of my stlrrup
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21

I'VE can try, john" said Blake
hopefully. 1.-TWO hundred and fifty
thousand dollars is lot of money. l
would take 1t in a minute If I could
get It,"
They discussed the matter for
hours, but Blake would not recede
from his position. Dangling before
his eyes was purse containing two
hundred and fifty thousand dollars, to
be obtained without further work or
worry. It meant pleasure, affluence,
ease, liberty-it was enough. Not so
with John Burt. When the rock
crumbled beneath the first blow Of his
pick and the ten pound nugget cleaned
in the shale, he recalled the parting
words of Peter Burt quoting the Ian
guage of Isaiah: II will give thee the
treasures of darkness and the hidden
riches Of secret places"
"We1l talk no more about this mat
ter tonight, Jim," he said, when Blake
had finished telling of the great things
which could be accomplished with a
quarter of million dollars. "I'll think
1t over for two or three days, and then
we'll take the question up and de-
eide It."
Blake curbed his impotence and
worked and waited. He knew John
Burt well enough not to mention the
topic during the days which followed.
One evening, after supper, John
spent an hour or more figuring in an
old notebook.
~ suppose you are still determined
to sell your share in these mines,
Jim?" said John.
II am, If can get an offer of a quar-
ter of a Million" replied Jim.
you're making a mistake, old
man." said John Burt, laying his hand
on his friends shoulder, "but you
have as much right to your opinion as
l have to mine. So we will call that
settled. I told you l would make you
proposition, and here 1t is. There
are two mines, and they look equally
promising. l propose that you take
one and take the other. We will
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21
Public to Own Telephones.

It has been announced that the
British postoffice propose to exercise
its right to buy out the Great National
Telephone Company at the end Of the
present year. This action by the
government is the first step toward
breaking up the monopoly which has
shackled and curbed the development
Of telephones in the United Kingdom.
With low rates and quick service the
public will be provided with a system
such as has heretofore been undream-
ed Of. The postofice has already
provided a system for a great part Of
London at charge less than $40. for
90 per cent Of fits subscribers.
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21

"How rich, and how badly in lover"
"My strokes of fortune and my love
affairs are all jumbled together" ex-
planned Blake, laughing heartily.
you'll have bad opinion Of me,
John, but I've reformed and am going
to lead better life. I made my first
strike on the Little Calaveras. Talk
about luck! That was funny thing.
1 broke my neck and discovered
gold mine and sweetheart in doing
it,"
"Broke your neck? Surely you're
jesting!"
"It's fact, just the same" as
serted Blake, thoughtfully rubbing the
back of his neck, which showed no
signs of fracture. 81 was a greenhorn
then, and my prospecting expeditions
were the joke Of the old stagers. l
bought horse and Mexican saddle
and prowled through all the noun
tains and foothills back of the Little
Calaveras. One afternoon l was fol-
lowing a trail that skirted along the
side of mountain. There's a lot Of
woodchucks in those hills, and in bur-
rowing around one Of them loosened
a rock, which came rolling down in
my direction. My horse saw and
heard it, and SHE'D off the trail. He
slid about twenty feet and then fell,
and as he went my right foot went
through the stirrup. He rolled over
me, and we started down the slope.
Sometimes l was on top, and some
times he was on top.
-Four or five hundred feet below l
saw thin row of trees, and | knew
they marked the edge Of cliff. For
some reason there's most always a
fringe Of trees at these jumping off
places. We were going like lightning.
Just as we neared the edge the horse
rolled over we again. AS l came on
top l saw that we were going to pass
between two small trees. A big
rock Slowed the horse around, and he
went down head first. l grabbed at
tree, and by the merest chance threw
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21

on the back was more eloquent than
words.
"This seems too good to be true,
JIM" exclaimed John, his hand on
Jim's shoulder. But for you, old
chum, my California experience would
have been ended. How small the
world is, that we should meet here, of
all places on earth!"
take off your clothes and get into
bed, john" directed Blake, as he
pushed John into a chair and tugged
at his frozen boots. do as tell you
and you'll be all right Lie quiet and
rest. Don't talk, but keep awake"
Several times, during the next two
hours, John fell into a browse, but
by force of will he reused himself.
The reaction after the awful struggle
in the drifts was severe, but he mas
tered 1t and was himself again. Blake
exhausted the resources of his larder
in dinner, which John enjoyed as
never before in his life, and Dog did
not go hungry.
Then pipes were produced, and,
seated near the red-hot stove, the two
friends recounted some Of the events
which had marked their lives during
the preceding six years. 1t seemed
ages to both of them. The striplings
of seventeen were now stalwart men.
Blake listened eagerly to his friends
recital Of the events leading up to the
, quarrel with Arthur Morris. Jim
clenohed his hands and leaned ex-
citedly forward when John told of the
struggle With Morris in the tavern.
81 have sometimes thought" said
John, that l should have remained
and faced the charge Of murder which
might have been made against me.
That was my first impulse. did not
kill Morris, and 1t Is only by chance
that he did not kill me. The revolver
was still in his hand when he fell,
though had bent his wrist so that
he could not turn 1t against me. It
was one Of those new self-cocking
weapons and Morris shot himself. But
had no witnesses. and Grandfather
Burt and-and others advised me to
put myself beyond the reach of
prosecution in which all the money
and influence would have been against
me. But tell me Of yourself. Jim.
What have you done in California,
and what has the Golden State done
for your"
at would take me week, John, to
tell my experiences Of the last FIVE
years" said Jim Blake, tossing an
other log into the fire. Most of them
would not interest you. some might
amuse you, and others would make
you mad. I've been rich three times,
John. and in love twice-no. three
times"
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21
CHAPTER XIII.
The Quest for Gold.

The two young giants performed
wonders in the three weeks which fol-
lowed their discovery of gold. Glow
ing with health and strength, and In
spired by ambition, they gnawed
ragged holes into the side Of the
mountains with their picks and drills.
Several nuggets were found, but these
were of small value compared with
the broad stratum Of ore which opened
out from the spot selected by John
Burt. The claim chosen by Blake
soon exhausted itself, and he turned
his attention to the third, expressing
a fear that he was a "hoodoo."
But there's luck In odd numbers
says Rory o'Moore.'" sang Blake as
he poised on a shelving ledge and Wig
orously drove a crowbar into a crew
ice. Ere the sun dropped below the
range he had uncovered another wide,
deep vein Of gold-bearing quartz.
The spring rains set in and the
brook became foaming, laundering
torrent. Avalanches tore down the
mountain sides, plowed their way
over the cliff, and, with roar which
shook the cabin, hurled themselves
into the valley. The pine trees lost
their plumes Of snow, and sang in
higher key the refrain which told Of
relief from burdens carried complain
ingly for months.
Piled in gray heaps near the tunnel
was ore worth not less than forty
thousand dollars. With the fight Of
the snow and the birth Of spring.
Blake wearied Of his task and longed
for its rewards.
"Tell you what let's do. John" he
said one night after supper. Lets go
TO Auburn and negotiate the sale Of
these mines. We ought to get big
money for the Sailor, John"
How much?" asked John, after a
moments pause.
Half a Million" replied Blake posi-
lively, with a loving accent on the
million" Half a million is dead
cheap. Don't Tou think so. John?"
81 shall not sell my interest-at
least, not at present" said John Burt,
"and I advise you not to. We can
handle this property without trouble,
and make more in developing 1t than
By selling II. Besides. doubt II we
can get an offer CT half million"
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21
HAD BEEN CHASING RABBITS.
Naturally Dreamer Had Not Enjoyed
His Sleep.

OiNSRs
"a man down in my country" said
Representative Clayton Of Alabama,
saw dog sleeping in the sun. The
dog was twitching and starting as
dogs sometimes do in their sleep.
The man said. I'd like to know what
that dog is dreaming about
Easy enough replied an old chap
who stood by. You just put a chip
on that dogs ear and leave II there
until he wakes up. Then you take that
chip and put 1t on your chest when
you go to bed tonight and you will
dream Of what the dog is dreaming
OF now
"The fellow got chip and put II
on the dogs ear and stood around
until the dog walked up and brushed
1t OF. He put the chip on his chest
when he went to bed that night. Next
morning saw him coming listlessly
down the street.
What's the matter?' | said. What
was the dog dreaming about?
"'Oh, he answered, I'm clean tuck
cred out. was chasing rabbits all
night long,"
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21
CHAPTER XIl.-contlnued.

"Ive been past it a hundred times.
I've struck pick all around there and
never found ore" said Blake reflective
ly, "but that proves nothing. A thou
sand people walked over the Little
Calaveras before I found the gilt.
Wall, john" he concluded, relapsing
to the familiar Yankee drawl, "'don't
this beat time as Uncle Toby Haynes
used to say?"
1T certainly Is remarkable" said
John Burt, folding the map. How
did you happen to select this particu-
lar spot, Jim?"
"Just happened to, that's ALL" was
the lacoDic reply. laid out claims
all along here, but this one seemed
the most likely"
81 suppose your claims cover the
ground indicated on this map, don't
they?" asked John.
1T don't make a bit Of difference
whether they do or not" asserted
Blake with much vigor. "If you find
ore, the claim is yours, John, and don't
you forget it,"
Suppose we go partners in the
Sailor NINE" suggested John. II have
tidy sum of money, and I'll Offset
that and the map against your claim
and experience. What do you say.
Jim?"
TITS not fair to you, John, but I'll
gladly accept, and here's my hand on
I'll"
After breakfast they set about To-
eating the sailors vein. In less than
an hour Jim Blake sunk his pick into
quartz rock which showed free gold.
While Jim was gloating over his find,
John appeared from behind ledge.
He handed Blake a nugget which
weighed fully ten pounds, and a
glance-to say nothing Of the weight
showed 1t to be almost solid gold.
Blake grasped 1t, devoured its dull
gloss with sparkling eyes, and hurled
his hat high in the air.
I'VE are rich! We are rich!" he
shouted until the rocks resounded.
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21
CHAPTER xII.-contlnued.


Two hundred feet from the house
the dog paused and smiled the air.
Then, with yelp, he plunged to the
right, made for a rock which showed
dim through the snow, and burrowed
frantically into a drift on its leeward
side. In the white mass Blake saw
dark object, and as he reached the
rock it moved. The next instant a
bearded face appeared from the folds
of heavy fur overcoat, and man
struggled unsteadily to his feet.
"Can you walk?" shouted Blake,
grasping him by the arm.
81 think So" said the stranger, as
ne grasped the rope. How far is
it?"
mot far" replied Blake, encour-
agingly. Pull on the rope. 1t will
help you"
Once in the cabin, the stranger
seated himself near the stove, while
Blake produced a flask and heaped
fuel on the fire.
Keep your hands and feet away
from the stove, if they are frozen"
cautioned Blake.
"I'm not frost-bitten," was the
strangers reply, as he clapped his
hands vigorously and pinched his
ears. l was completely done for. If
you hadn't found me when you did,"
he said with much feeling, as he ex-
tended his hand, 81 should never have
left there alive!"
At the sound Of the mans voice
James Blake started and gazed in
tently at him. When the bearded
stranger raised his eyes and offered
his hand the recognition was COM
plete.
John Burt, or I'm a ghost! Don't
you know me, John?"
Jim Blake!"
The New Highlander is not demon
strative in his emotions or affections,
but the joy which danced in the eyes
of these reunited friends as they
shook hands and slapped each other
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21
DESERVED ANSWER HE GOT.
Railroad Head Was Wrong In scaling
Down" Machlnlst.


When A. A. Robinson, OF the Mexl.
can Central railroad, was the inspiring
genius of the Santa Fe, he often Wis
tied the big shops in Topeka. One day
while on a tour Of inspection he watch.
ed a machlnist execute piece Of
work. Now, Mr.. Robinson prides him.
self upon his knowledge Of every
branch Of the railroad service. Upon
this occasion It struck him that the
machinist was not doing his work
correctly.
my friend" he said, ".hat is
wrong"
The machinlst, who did not recog
nize the railway magnate, replied;
Suppose It is; what business is II
OF yours?"
81 am A. A. Robinson" the railroad
manager answered sternly.
The machinlst turned white.
81 beg thousand pardons," he said.
81 hope my lmpertinence will not cost
me my Job. | have wife and five
children, and to lose my place would
mean poverty to them. am sorry !
said It, but you see we have so many
visitors here who give US advice about
our work that we can't tell one damn
fool from another"
Mr.. Robinson, who is full Of humors
laughed heartily and assured the ma
chinist that his Job would not be In
terfered with.
Investigation revealed that the ma
chinist was executing the work cor
rectly, and that Mr.. Robinson was
wrong.-Topeka Capital.
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21

Monte Cristo was beggar compared
with Burton & Blakel Hurrah for
the Sailor mine and John Burt! You
can't keep a good man down! Hur-
yah!"
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1904-07-21
Desperate Remedy.

sInglston-I'm getting awfully gray,
doctor. Is there no remedy for iti-
Dr.. Gruff-lea Get married.