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Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-01-12
D'ri and |
 By IRVING BAcHELLER Author of Eben Holden Dane of the Blessed lses" Etc.
IRVING BACHELLER

en-" Darrel of the Blessed Isles" Etc.

second syllable-was the positive. "Jerushy Jane!" the comparative. and "Jerushy Jane Pepper!" the super lative. Who that poor lady might be I often wondered, but never ventured to inquire. In times of stress I have heard him swear by Judas Priest" but never more profanely. In his youth he had been sailor on the lake, when some artist of the needle had tattooed British jack on the back of his left hand-a thing he covered, of shame now, when he thought of it. His right hand had lost it's forefnger in a sawmill His rife was distin- guished by the name of Beeswax- "Ol' Beeswax' he called it sometimes for no better reason than that it was easy spoke an had a kind uv pow erful soun' tew it." He had a nose like a shoemakers thumb: there was a deep curve from it's wide tip to his forehead. He had a large, gray, in- quiring eye and the watchful habit of the woodsman. Somewhere in the midst of a story he would pause and peer thoughtfully into the distance,
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-01-12

5 ( 4 f
 Amt much rraid O their tumblln' on us" said he. They Ire withcd 50 they Il stick together"
 We got to another cave under the logs. at the waters edge, after an hour of crawling and prying. A side of the raft was in thS water.
 Got t'dive,' said D'ri, Ian swim fer daylight. 1siss-
 A long swim it was, but we came. up in clear water badly out of breath. We swan around the timber, scram- bling over dead COW, and up-shore. The ruined raft was torn and tumbled into very mountain of logs at the edge of the water The sun was shin- ing clear, and the air was still. Limbs of trees, bits of torn cloth, a broken hay-rake, fragments of wool . wagon wheel, and two dead sheep were scat- tered along the shore. Where We had seen the whirlwind coming, the sky was clear, and beneath it was, great gap in the woods, with ragged walls of evergreen. Here and there in the gap a stub was standing, trunk and limbs naked.
 "Jerushy Jane Pepper!" D'ri ex- claimed, with a pause after each word. Tt s cut swath wider n this river. Don't b'lieve mouse could "a lived where the timber s down over there"
 Our sweepers and the other sections of the raft were nowhere in sight.
 lIn ho cOnfinuad
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-01-12
LOUISE MlCHEL'S KIND ACTS
Gro be continued.)

Anecdotes Told About The French
 Coznmunist's Charities.
 The following stories about the char itableness of the late Louise Michel, the French communist and revolution ary agit2tor. are told by Alvan F. San born in the Boston Transcript:
 In the various prisons through which she passed she turned over all the money and creature comforts sent her by her friends to her fellow inmates and won the confidence and respect of her keepers. At St. Lazare she was adored, atheist that she was, by the at- tendant sisters of charity. Being al- lowed there as a political prisoner a large degree of liberty, she conducted during her stay veritable charity em- r!oyment bureau in her zeal to succor and keep employed her numerous pro teges.
 ]. One day ill 1883 she set out in new black cashmere dress for lecturing tour in the Lyons district Two weeks later she returned to her scandalized mother minus the dress Gin her petti- coat, having found somewhere in her journey poor woman who was in need of clothes.
 Two of her friends met her in the street one midwinter night shiverlng in suit of rags. They prevailed upon her with great difficulty to enter a shop, where they bought her complete new outfit. She insisted on taking her rag ged suit away with her, however, and the next day she resumed the old clothes and gave away the new.
 While she was confined to her bed at Leyallois. in consequence of a wound received at the hands of the anarchist Lucas, Alphonse Montegut, trusted frian-aseaf to see her. An indiyid-. ual whom he did not know was mov- ing about in her lodging quite as if he were at home. Who is it" Montague inquired.
 "'Ma foi! 1 haven't the remotest idea Louise replied naively. He was out there without shelter. he saw my door bit ajar, he pushed 1t open, he came in, and let him stay. He cooks his meals in the kitchen: he hunks there and rarely speaks to me. Try not to disturb him more than he dis turbs nle.'" E."
 One day she met two children, near ly naked. in the depths of winter, in one of the overpeopled quarters of London. She took them with her, dressed them, but had not money enough for their shoes. Nevertheless the children could not be left that way fin the, December snow. She entered a shoe store. had shoes fitted to their feet and then told them to leave. Aft. CT they had gone she explained tho state of affairs to the shoe dealer, &C., cepting the consequences of her char itable swindle. Her moral influence, however, was so great over those who come in contact with her. her charity so. contagious. that the man, instead of getting angry. was fascinated and thanked Louise Michel for making him share in her charitable act.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-01-12
Secretary MOrton's Preference.

One of Secretary Paul Morton's old railroad friends asked him if he would not rather be at the head of some department where he would be more familiar with the work than in the navy department. says the Kansas City Star.
 "Not much.' he replied. "I'd rather be right here. where can be on deck all the time. even though I sometimea may be at sea-
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meanwhile feeling the pipe-stem with his lips, and then resume the narra tive as suddenly as he had stopped. He was lank and powerful man. six feet tall in his stockings. He wore a thin beard that had the appearance of parched grass on his ruddy counie- ! nance. In the matter of hair, natulc had treated him with generosity most unusual. His heavy shock was sheared off square above his neck.
 That evening. as he lay on his elbow in the freight. D'ri had just entered the eventful field of reminiscence. The women were washing the dishes my father had gone 10 the spring for Wa ter .D'ri pulled up suddenly, lifted his hat of faded felt and listened, peer ing into the dusk.
 Seems ( me them wolves is comin' nearer" he said, thoughtfully.
 Their cries were echoing in the far timber. We all rose and listened. Tn a moment my father came hurrying back with his pail of water.
 "D'ri," said he, quietly, as he threw some wood on the fire. they smell mutton. Nick the guns ready. We may git few belts. There's a big , bounty on 'em here in York state"
 We all stood about the fire listening as the wolves came nearer.
 Tt s the sheep thet brings 'em," said my father.
 Quite a consid able number on 'em. tew," said D'ri, as he stood cleaning the bore of his rife.
 My young sisters began to cry.
 Need mt be scairt," said father. They won't come very near. 'Fraider of us n We are O 'em, a good deal"
 ''Tow-w-w!" said D'ri. with a laugh. They'll be apt t stub ther toes fore they git very nigh us" This did not quite agree with the tales he had previously been telling. I went for my sword. and buckled its belt about me. the scabbard hanging
 
 came bounding over the brush saw him break through the wall of dark ness and stop quickly in the firelight. Then D'ri brought him down with his rife.
 Started him up back there n the woods few mild" said D'ri. He was mekin fer this ere pond-thet's what he was dewin'."
 What for?" inquired.
 Cause fer the reason why he knowed Ee would n't mek no tracks n the water. ner no scent" said D'ri. with some show of contempt for my ignorance.
 The deer lay laundering in the briars some % feet away. My father ran with his knife and put him quickly out of misery Then We hauled the carcass 10 clear ground
 ''Let it lie where f is fer now" said he. as VIC came back to the fire. Then he got our two biz traps out of the cart and set them beside the carcass and covered them with leaves. The bowling of the wolves had ceased. could hear only the creaking of dead limb high above us. and the below of frogs in the near pond. We had fas- tened the trap chains and were com ing back to the fire. when the dog rose. tarEing fiercely: then ve heard the crack of D'ri's rifle
 More n 9 wolves eroun' here" he whispered as we ran up to him. Never see sech a snag on 'em"
 The sleep were stirring nervously. Near the pen a wolf lay kicking where D-r had dropped him
 Rest on 'em snooked off when the S-- ,.ollered.- he went on. whispering as before
 Ny mother and grandmother sat with my sisters in the cart. hushins
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1ry. anu the dog was on nm. The painter lay as if dead. Before could get near. Rover began shaking him by the neck. He came to suddenly and struck the dog with front claw. drag ging him down. A loud yelp followed the blow. Quick as flash D'ri caught the painter by the tail and one hind leg. With quick surge of his great, slouching shoulders. he flung him at arm's-length. The 1.-the body doubled on a tree trunk, quivered, and sank down. as the dog came free. In a jiffy had run my sword through the cats belly and made an end of him. "Knew f he got them hind hooks on thet air dog he'd rake his ribs right off," said D'ri, as he lifted his hat to scratch his head. Would mt "a left nothin' but the backbone-nut a thing-an' thet would mt "a been a real fust-class one, nuther."
 When D'ri was very positive. his words were we'll braced with negatives. We took the painter by the hind legs and dragged him through the bushes to our camp. The dog had great rip across his shoulder. where the claws had struck and made furrows; but he felt mighty pride in our capture, and never had better appetite for meal.
 There were six more days of travel in that journey-travel so fraught with hardships, I wonder that some 
 days we had the heart to press on. More than all. wonder that the frail body of my mother was equal to it. But I am writing no vain record of en- durance. I have written enough to suggest what moving meant in the wilderness. There is but one more color in the scenes of that journey. The fourth day after we left Chateau gay my grandmother fell i'll and died suddenly there in the deep woods. We were far from any village. and sorrow slowed our steps. We pushed on, com- ing soon to sawmill and a small set clement. They told us there was neither minister nor undertaken with in 40 miles. My father and D'ri made the coffin of planed lumber, and lined it with deerskin. and dug the grave on top of high hill. When all was ready, my father, who had always been much given to profanity, albeit know he was kindly and honest man with no irreverence in his heart, called D'ri aside.
 ''D'ri." said he, Eye we alwus been more proper-spOken than I hev. Say a word O prayer?"
 Don't much b'lieve I could" said he. thoughtfully. q hev been t meet in. but I hain't never been no great hand fer prayin'."
 "'T would mt sound right nohow fer me t pray" said my father q got S kind O rough when was in the army"
 Fraid it'll come leetle unhandy fer me-" said D'ri. with look of em- barrassment, but I don't never shirk a tough job ef it hes t be done."
 Then he stepped forward took. off his faded hat. his brow wrinkling deep, and said. in drawling preacher tone that had no sound of D'ri in 1t: 70 God. tell care O gran ma Help us t' go on careful an when We re riled, help us t keep CT mouths shet. o God, help the ol cart. an the ex in per- tic'lar. An don't be noway hard on us. Amen"
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Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-01-12

IS it sprang back, lifted the pestle that ground his grain.
 But money was the rarest of all things in our neighborhood those days. Pearlash, black-salts, West India pipe
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CHAPTER IT.

June was half over when We came to our new home in the town of Madrid-then home only for the foxes and the fowls of the air and their wild kin of the forest. The road ran through a little valley thick with timber and rock-bound within a mile of us. all comfortably settled in small log houses. For temporary use We built rude bark shanty that had a partition of blankets. living in this primitive manner until my father and Dri had felled the timber and built a log house. We brought flour from Ma lone-a dozen sacks or more-and while they were building I had to supply my mother with fish and game and berries for the table-a thing easy enough to do in that land of plenty. When the logs were cut and hewn I went away. horseback, to Canton for a jug of rum. was all day and half the night going and coming, and fording the Grasse took me stirrups under.
 Then the neighbors came to the rais- ing-a jolly company that shouted 'Hee, oh, heel" as they lifted eacn heavy log to its place and grew noisier quaffing the odorous red rum, that had mighty good look to me, although my father would not hear of my tast- ing it. When it was all over there was nothing to pay but our gratitude
 While they were building hunks I went of to sawmill with the oxen for boards and shingles. Then. short ly, we had roof over us and floors to walk on and that luxury D'ri called a "pyaz." although it was not more than a mere shelf with roof over it. We chinked the logs with moss and clay at first, putting. up greased paper in the window spaces. For months we knew not the luxury of the glass pane.
 That summer We changed work with the neighbors and after We had helped them awhile they turned to in the clearing of our farm. We felled the trees in long. bushy windrows. heap ing them up with brush and small wood when the chopping was over That done. We fired the rows. filling the deep of heaven with smoke. as it seemed to me, and lighting the night with great pillows of flame.
 By mid-autumn we had cleared to the stumps a strip half down the val ley from our door, Then we turned to on the land of our neighbors. my time counting half. for I was sturdy and could swing the ax to a line. and felt a joy in seeing the chips fly. But my father kept an eye on me, and held me back as with leash.
 My mother was often sorely tried for the lack of things common as dir. these better days. Frequently our only baking-powder was white lye. made by dropping ash-cinders into water Our cirders were made by letting the sap of green timber drip into hot ashes Often deer's tallov. bears grease. or raccoon's oil served for shortening, and the leaves of the wild raspberry for tea Our neishbors went to mill at Canton-a journey of five days. going and coming. with an OK team, and beset with many difrcul- ties Then one of them holloved the top of a stump for his mortar and tied his pessIe 10 the boueh Of . tree With s h~ U. -A..A
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blood on his face
 "Ef it he'd nit been fer the withes they d "a ground us t powder"
 We were lying alongside the little house, and the logs were leaning to it above us.
 "Jerushy Jane Pepper." D'ri ex- claimed, rising to his kness. '"S whut l call a twister."
 He began to whi:tle a piece of the splintered platform. Then he lit a shaving.
 They s ground here" said he. as he began to kindle fire. ground a-plenty right under us.''
 The firelight gave us a good look at our cave under the logs. It was about 10 feet long and probably as high. The logs had crashed through the side of the house in one or two places, and it's roof was a wreck.
 Hungry" said D'ri. as he broke piece of board on his knee.
 "Yes." I answered.
 So m l." said he. "hungrier n a she-wolf. They's some bread n ven'- son there n the house; we better try ( git 'em-" .
 An opening under the logs let me around the house corner to it's door. I was able to work my way through the latter, although it was choked with heavy timbers. Inside I could hear the wash of the river. and through It's shattered window on the farther wall I could see between the heaped logs . glow of sunlit water. I handed our ax through . break in the wall, and then D'n cut away some of the haseboards and joined me. We had our meal cooking in a few minutas- our dinner. really. for D'ri said it was near noon- Having eaten. we crawIed out of the window. and then D'rf be- R1.to M the. RR aIart
Freie Presse fuÌˆr Texas. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1865-1945, 1905-02-13
Weae RaIfe,

@eraoe als mir hofften, oaB mir
nit Der &dlte fir bies Mal fertig tp6s
rem uno uns oes erften tp6rmerer
cages freuten. Fam elm reuer nMer=
Der, Der es nod iblimmer madte
ala oerienige oer uortaer ISOLDE.
Nm SDnntag berribte in unierer
Staot cine grimnni9e &dlte unb babel
pff Elm @ino, Der einem ben Ntbem
fDrmlih benabm. 9as Tbermpme.
ter 1T teilmeiie tupl auf finfaebn unb
ieh8aebn Grab berunteraeueien, alles
Baiier mar aefrprer uno abenbs ioG
es iDaar aelhneit baben. @eiehen
baden mir'a aIeroines nidt unb lie.
gen 9eblieben lit Der Sbnee auh
nidt. Nber gis BON anoertbalb 8on
Dide NOR burdauS feline Seltenbeit.
60 mie bier, mar's in anoerer
Orten i'm Staate audi. ueberaq
cine 8dlte, tpie fie, Dem Simmel 1ei
Eant. in Eeras bod gu ben Selter>
beiten geb6rt. Nn manben Orter
bat es AUDI a.ihneit, i'm Nqaemeis
men mar Der 0Drber aber .trDden".
Ob Sdaoen anaeridtet lit. ldBt
fid nod niht iagen; bas talte Wetter
Der poriaen Wuf)e bat ben Oblts unb
@emiiegdrten aaem Wniheine nah
1idt geIdooet.
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9te 8tere Der zones tar=g raneret,

Die v2pne Star" 8rauerei 1T infer
erites nno dlteites 8rau !. Snititut uub
es fonnte baber nidt au86leiben, baB lie
als critics audi nit ibren @raeu9niiien
oaiteheu wollte. Na6oem ibre Stany
barbzSiere, pie bas ogabinet" unb
oas Stranger" als Slai9enbiere
ii6 ii6eraG etngebirgert uno treue Ans
bdnger ~3efunoen batten uno Die Sag
biere cine Qe9ion bon Sreunbsu ii9 er=
isorben, trat bic 8rauerei nit einem
6faidenbier berppr, tas gang ba5u ses
eisnet mar, ben pbdnumenalen @rfplg
Der Brauerei nod mebr 5u pointieren
unb uuantaitbar gu MAIDEN,
8ieies 8ier 1T 0as %beriibmte 81 az
mo" Slai9enbier, elm Bier,
bel BENT Die gauge Jadtenntnis, bic
lan9jabrise @rfabruns I'M 8raufa6,
pereinigt nit nur ~eritflaIi9en Materiaz
lien - Dem beiten unb auserlelenIten
bDbmil9en Sopfen ulo Der i9tperIten
mal5rei9iten @erite - 5ur Inluenbuns
sebradt pOroen iino. 9as 8robuft tit
benn aud Die 5reuoe unb Der Stols eli
nes iebeu 8iertrinters. 8eReres, ipoly
i6medtnberss, befbmmli9eres, fanu es
nl6t seben, BARN iaBt iid bas urteil
aler 8ierperitdnbiaen suiammea.
8as .atamO"s 5faidenbist 1T aber
nidt nur eli: @enuBmittel, Elm 0urlt
l0i9er. es bat aud nod au6ere Giseu-
i6aften, Die es fir NGe isbrlpsrtpeG
MAIDEN. gor alien 0iugen 1T ss 6a-
milien 5u e~mpfeblen uuo eS iolte be.
redti9terweiie in jeoem 9auie 81 finoer
iein, oa es nibt nur fit 5raueu Elm
9ablll, lonbern aud fir eri66pfte,
i6wd6tt9e, il Der t6rperli6en Cat.
uifluu9 suridseblie6ene &inber aueerIi
bienlib iit.
9us berrli4e Bier in ieiner pradt.
pOaen gufma6ung 1T Elm Gafelbier
CONNIE il faut ulo fam in ieOem Sauie
bel lrssnO elmer feitli6eu @ele9enbeit
nit GtOl5 ieroisrt perceu.
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Freie Presse fuÌˆr Texas. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1865-1945, 1905-02-13
ganbhett fant utc,r ae,etrt peroeu

onrd lotale Npplitatiouen, neil re ben tranfen Sell
BEG Obres ni4t erreiden fbunen. Go siebt nur ei=
men We9, Die Saubbeit 3n ~turirer, un6 Der TT bur9
foniituttoneae 9eilmittel. Saubbeit tpirs bir9 els
men ent3Hnbeten .3nftano Der fnlsimisen Gustlei=
Dung Der Gufadii6en H6bre perpria1t. @enn
bieie Hobre fh e~ntalnbet, babt ibr einen rlmpelnoen
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eei6lofen in, erTol9t Saubbeit, ilno nenn bic Gnt-
shnbuus niht sebOben unb bieie &bbre isieber in ib=
rem aeb6risen 3uianb ueriebt ueroen fam, piro oas
@ebor fur INNER 3erit6rt toerpen; neun Gafe unter
aebn tuerotn onr1 &atarrb Deraria9t, fuel6er nidts
als elm ent8inoeter 3aftano Der ihleimisen Sber=
Hidden III.
gBir tpo[ien einbunotrt 9pIars fir i.ben (ourh
aatarrb p%eruriaGten) Sail BON Saubbett seben, ben
mir ni1t olr6 Ginnebn,en bon Salts q o.
tarrb : & u r btilen t6nnen. 9abt Gu4 UNI
ionft @ircalare %tonlinen.
s. 3. Gbenep s. Co., 1oleSo, Ohio.
~ 9erfanIt bon alien &potbetern, grsis rs
9ents bic Glai1e.
SaH's HanstItens 9 inen iinb Die beten.
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Muerlet.
3uei ginbreber periudtel

3uei Ginbreber nerlubten
heute mDraen gegen | ABR in Den
Nrmfteao' Store, an Der @de
Der 8ereas uro San Warcps' StraBe,
einsuortngen. Ser BETTER IbpB
auf fie uno Die 3erle entfloben.
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tag nahmittae nad einem Dauie an
Der @aroen : 5traBe unb nah BEN
6oule pur @ouarb 9reiB, an Der
@de Der SibsN fanios uno Der @ine
tier > StraBe, gerufen. Sn betoen
TdIeu parer es ieopb MIR Sbornz
i~teinbrdnoe, burh Die geringer Shas
Den anaeribtet uuroe.
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beute abenb greltpn Glarte in
,Mtpniieur 8eaueaire" auf.
Nm Samlt aa aiebt bet nBeets
hppen Wdnnerhor" cine Ibenouns
terbaltune FIR feline Witelieoer. IS
lit oies Wal elm briuantes Bros
Qratnm aufaeitellt mDroen. Der
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uno Der Beethoven iingt mebrere
briQante stunntern, oarunter audi
ben ,Rilserdpr" aus benz ,,9ann'
bauier',
Der elfidbriee Diego Berel
Durbe auf Der Sago in Der ytd6e pDn
gfmenbprf opn ieinem Snfel Nloinu
Reres ourb 3ufau neihoKen uno
ibtper %permunoet.
- Das Geriht bat bas Nnsebot
ppn Berliner, Gins & Gpro auf bic
Oepine'ihen 6duier an Der Main
Bla3a angenommen, Die genannte
Sirma be5ablt 500, 900.
Sim s. Wdra fnhen giuil,
bienit = graminattpne1 itatt, ut1 bic
Stene zines BDtaniters i'm NatiDnal'
Wuieum su beieben uno ant 3. Mal
miro Elm aageme:nss grqrlen fir Die
Beiebuna pun Glerfiteuea abgebal'
ten,
9ie bemufratiihen 8rimdr.
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bioaten fiir Die ftaotiihen Iertter
ausaemablt rperoen foQen, uerben
niHt am Il. M6rs, ME suerit be'
ftimmt, iunoern am IL. Npril ftatte
finoen.
- Die grano $ Surp fat eeaer
Sohn 8pnftun Die Nntlaae erboben,
einen Gbed aefalibt gu bahen. mil
benz ct Die 5irma g. 6auier & SDns
beihwinbelte,
Swei iunge 2eute, Z. 6. WuDo
uno 60. 6eioer, melbe bier unter
Dem Marner 8erar BufineB Bureau
Elm ioeenanntes Madmeiiuness
@pmpt0ir betrieben, fiuo BON Sames
s. Inflpfel angeflaat mDrbeti. ign
beihminbelt 81 baben. Ct bebaups
tet. CT babe ibnen 3pei Dollars be-
sablt. bamit file linn cine STEELE pers
i9afften, unb iie bdtten nthts meiter
aetan, als ibm me6rere fnaierte
Noreiien eeeeben.
- SIN Wlter bon Is Sabren itarb
Treitaa abeno Sranf Wulcsbnsfi.
felt u%n9efdbr 30 Sabren elm Bemp1=
rter unier Staot.
- Das 8antat oes Bufines
Wens' Club finbet ant "a. Sebruar
ffuff.
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0rpRe Cner.

am 16. unb IL. b.. w. tperoen
mir, mie ihpn aeneloet, Oper i'm
GroBen Opernbaus baben. Cine
englilbe @eiealhaft aiebt am DON.
neritag abeno .2Dbenarin" am Syrei.
taa nahmittae n9roubabour" uno
am 5reitaa abeno Carmen. Die
Witalieoer Der @eieaihaft ioaen iebr
tihtia iein. Den .2obengriu" Iinat
Wiaiam Bagener, Die ,Glia" Ger
truo &ennpion, ~Ortrub1 &ita 0eu.
man unb .9elramuno" Grtbur
Deane. SIN .Eruubaouur" linat
5ofepb s. Sbeeban ben vNanricu@,
@infreo @oft ben y2una", Seanue
2ean BrootS Die .2eonore" unb
Gita 9ewman Die ,Gsucena". Sn
Carmen iinat 8eainalo 8pberts
ben Sole. Grtbur 9eane ben
,@scamiqp" @ertrut Tennpiun
Die ,Wihaela" uno Wariun Soea
Die carmen.
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wie etnts prometbeus

ble Menibbeit, ipeldbe 3eus pertilgen
rettete unb ibr bic Sofnung
1tbentte, 10 bat 81. Silsbee, inoem er Der
Nenidbeit ,Nnafeiis" brahte,
bic Sohnung auf elm neueS 9eben nab
ben farhterliden 0ualen Der Sdmorrboie
ben berlieben. q. Neuitaeoter q Co.,
Bog 24l6. 9tetu 9orf gitp, uerjenbeu TO.
itenfrei ON iebe NbreHe cine BrDbe bon
bieier Mrbuei, bic aGe Sdlle BON 66s
mDrrboiben unfebibar beilt uno ielbft
mad ben i6ueriten aualen bnlb tpteoer
bic 3offnung auf elm neues. ~oeiunbes 2es
ben iheuft.