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Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1908-09-24

DranP" trees. On one eide IL the farm
house, on III" other the lon" GcnucHc
tDT"r.
Som" broh"n branches Of cyrlamcn
flower lead him toward the iurrct. A
ligh, Is now streaming from its upper
a'nry. Riding his hprac to III" low
hrch"d masonry that H. th" entrance
10 III" lower ftOry. he springs on TO
allght upon cyclamcn blooms. The
"dnr Of III" liowrrH tissues from the
binding irH"If.
The heavy unkcn dorr8 Of i;Ic nn.
trance a." open invitinGly, but he
Hcarcs notices them. There ~ only
on" Thought IN his heart. "iN my wife
~up.iairg''
Win hIg revolver ready H. his hand.
b" haHl"a rapidly ny the circular stone
stairway, upon which open little loop
hul"9. After nighifaIl. thrs" give him
no Hight. lIui the illumination Of -
lamp OF candl" comes down the stair,
say rs h" pags"8 higher up. he calls:
Marina, are you there" and enters
III" chamber at the top 81 IN" tower.
II IL lighted by a lamp and fttrd M
Tor occupancy. There rs a iililn bed
In II, Aom" old chairs and an Oak"n
table. Upon the bed are "A bunch ol
%ryclam"n flowers and articles ~ won
ans apparel. lie flies 10 examine
ihrm They arc not those ~ his wife
'ron tho table Is an envelope aI
dressed:
'Li"nt. Edwin Gerard hnstruthcr."
hand q. that nf Marina letter, make
~" young mans eyes luil Ia his head.
. Mon tIcr A~uE.I alLsT!
Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1908-09-24

ons moment TO pause. The dark emer.
aid Of the woods descending quite
rapidly. reaches the palcr emerald Of
the sunlit Tuscan sea.
Few sails are on the quiet waters
OF the tropic sea, though a sailing
fisher craft Of some burden Is an.
chored off the shore.
But what holds most strongly the
hungry eye OF Edwin Anstruthcr IL
the foreground OF this wondrous pic.
turc.
Running into the gentle waves about
half a mile from him Is a clin, topped
by a fairy green Of foliage; upon IL
stands a ruined turrc,. Its time. stained
stones indicate II had been a watch
tower Of the Gcnocsc in Oldcn days
and that from its top centuries ago
had famed beacon warning the fee
ing people that the gallcy3 Of Barbary
pirates were %ravaeing theso shores.
The mass of ruined masonry rising
above the foliage ha& been now appar.
emily repaired. The Englishman seer
the sheen Of glass IN SOine Of the little
lOOp-hOlcd windows. Beside IL on the
same cliff some 80 Yards away Is a
comfortable Corsican farmhouse, In
creased by a long modern addition
whose windows HI" large and whose
pOrtico Is spacious. or "A sudden he
thinks he sees a white hand waving
ON piece Of woman lingerie from
the tower, and gallpps down the road,
careless Of all cX"op' that 1t may be
his wife. Though il is nearly dusk,
the cyclamen flower atill greet him
with their perfume II" rides across .
little bridge that spans a chasm awful
In It's depth through which the sea
PUSHES. II is light enough 10 see very
indistinctly, and h" hnds himself on "a
lawn planted with Hex, citrOn and
Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1908-09-24

land begins. Eut be careful how yOli
80 Ih1t way; IA" I.iIcchcsc' are just
beyond Nh" village. Hear them?
They ar" rioting now" IA ErapoIItan
Onicfi"g and Tuscan generations and
Oaths and III" rattle Of stones are heard
further ~ IN" east. "E"b, take a by.
path
Edwin takes III" road pointed ont to
him II" wishes no delay with these
italian WOrkm"n, whom, imported IN
great numbers into III" island. the cor
slcan8 would probably butcher 10 a
man did not their natural lazln"YA
max" them prefer to Jet the "Luc.
chose" Nv" and work for them.
Ent n" by path dn"an't rid him on.
iir"ly Of the "l.ncchrs"." Just after
he has left the villng" H." finds him
N"lf confronted by grm" hundred ltaI.
ian wOrkm"n, who "ihr"nt"ninPly dc.
nland drink money, and unfortunately
noting the ]Cyclam"n Hover in tho
sailors hand. the red bcinG the color
Of the candidate they 10 not favor
they ruth al him with appraised pitch
forks and rcythra.
Ent the lieutenant. remembering Ma
pOl"on's recipe for mUbg, pulls ont III.
pistol. lodging n ,ullcy Of stones
come Of which come dangerously acrl
To him, he daBhcs on, and there ar,
two wounded "Lucchcsc" n he rides
away and three empty cylindcra II
his revolver,
Here "A broken cyclamrn brancl
mahea him forget all '!"", aud ridinl
iurri"Iiy, after som" hours Il noun
tain viB,a8. he rcachca Il lilt.c I'm an,
! xaxos al d view which cGlGca him to'
Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1908-09-24

A good man IL friendly to his fellow
creatures and n lover Of mankind, and
80 viii, upon every occasion. n often
without any, say all III" good h" can Of
every body but. 80 far AZ he IL "A good
man. VIII never be diSposch to speak
"Vil Of any, unless there be some other
reason for II besides barely that Il Ii
true. II he be charged with having
given an III character he viii scarce
think II a sufficient Qualification Of
himself TO say that IL was II true one.
unless he can also give some further
accnunt how he came to do 30. a just
Indignation against particular instan'
ccs Of vlllainy. where they aye great
and scandalOuD; OF TO prevent an In.
nOcent man from being deceived ana
lctraYcd. when II" has great trust
and confidence Ia n who does not
deserve ~lL--Joseph huiIss.
Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1908-09-24

have bsss watching yous coming. Svss
the hills. following the cyclamen flowers
the charming Marina No astutely droppsd
into the path TO bring you hsre-and am
prepared for your visit.
thought you would he attracted TO the
light In this hambcr when all else vas
dark.
As read this you are already trap
DO you think I will spare anyone wEo
brought about my brothers. death? hAk
ToinasSo, who In already gone.
DO you imagine, English lieutenant.
who call yourself husband 10 the woman
! have dccrccd shall be mine. that you
shall he scathlcss-
The sharp clang Of the doors below
makes Edwin drop tho letter aud
spring like a topman down the stairs.
Though he Is quick, somebody Is
quicker. Tho strong doors are closed.
As lie reaches the lower step, he hcai1
steel bars falling into their sockets out
side. From without a jcering lalgh
makes him know this has been
planned. This Is confirmed by the
crcaky turning of q great key.
Unlock this door, he commands In
quarterback tones.
without a word Anstruthcr dis
charges his revolver into the lock OF
The door. He has exhausted biz three
remaining cartridges, when the I'm
pingement of the bullets shows thai
the lock is protected by steel and his
attempts abOrtivc.
lie Is interrupted by loud cries OF
tDrrnr fran alnnrt bnpraIb lia fppt
Hang II, quit that shooting, Do you
want TO blow US up? ! saw that scar
faced chap shove sticks Of nitro
%glycerin all around in the crevicca
This towers mined, and that scoun
1rcl has got a fuse or electric wire
running to IT,"
His language with a Yankee
twang coming from below atartlcs Ed
win. He has ono matches In his
pocket; strikes one, looks round and
q " a trap door in the flooring almost
beneath his feet. He pulls It. MP and
peers down. His eyes glare into those
Of another nan gazing up from an un
I"rgr0und vault. Holding the match
80 that h." csn 50" the face he gasps:
Great guns. Emory. ! thought yor
dead"
I'm almost dead" grpwls the detec
tive. Edwin, almost stunned b. sur
,uigo yaziny a, him ,c,rierd nv
,hc living linz, wbc,n's H,,,cc, I
.ucy.cd g,,uo ,f ynud find mn, an, d"
add. tho pjnle,,nu man IN rcI,.yaJ
y,icc If ~,ccl,,cd cara r,,,no :,
getting a GOOD deal the wnrst Of e. in
yuur rmuIny."
f came 10 find my wife" criea Ed
yin shortly. Have yo, gccn herr"
"Dh there's a lady. I think in the
h~nugn"
"t, ,;, ,,,,.,o .., ,., ...
Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1908-09-24

You wont tell your family doctor
the whole story about your private
Illness you are too modest. You
need not be afraid TO tell Mrs. Pink
ham, at Lynn, Mass, the things you
could not cxplainto the doctor. Your
letter will be held in the strictcstcon-
fidcncc. From her vast correspond.
cncc with sick women during the
past thirty years she may haze
gained the very knowledge that will
help yOurcasc. Such lcttcrsas the fol-
lowing, from grateful women, cs-
tablish beyond Il doubt the powcrOf
Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1908-09-24

pHralyZed me ana
affected my kid
neys. My back hurt
me terribly. and
the urine was bad.
ly %discOlorcd. Doc
tors said my right
kidney was practi-
cally dead. They
said ! could v
walk again. ! read
Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1908-09-24

OF Doan's Kidney Pills and began US
Ing them. Ono box made me stronger
and fr"cr from pain. ! kept on using
them and in three months was able to
get out on crmtchcs, and III" kidneys
were acting better. ! improved rap.
idly, discarded the clutches and to
the wonder of my friends was soon
completely cured"
Sold by all dealers. 80 cents . box.
MiIburn CO., buffalo, n. Y.
Contrast in Wills.
n, as Is stated. the will OF tho late
luke Of DcvOnshirc contains nearly
$4,000 words, IT Is certainly entitled
to rank high among long windcd tes'
tamcnts.
Probably the shortest will on rec.
ord was hat Of a Strcaiham gentle.
man, proved "A few years ago. which
consisted Of the words: IAN for moth.
er, &. T."-Wcstminstcr Gazette.
Much Safer Size.
MistrcSs-Arc you not rather small
for "A nurse?
Nnrsc-No, indeed, madam tn"
children don't fall so far when ] drop
thcm!-- Stray Stories.
Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1908-09-24
N KIDNEY GONE
But Cured After Doctors Said There
Was No Hope.

S%ylvanus o. VerrilI, Milford. Me-,
says: Five years ago a bad injury
Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1908-09-24
c FOR SICK WOMEN.

For thirty years Lydia i. Pink
hams Vegetable Compound, made
from roots and herbs, has been tho
standard remedy for female ills,
and has positively cured thousandsOf
women who have been troubled with
displaccmcnts, inflammation, ulccra-
ton, fbroid tumors, Irregularities,
periodic pains, backache, that hear
in"-down feeling, f%iatulcncy, indigcs-
ton, neutrality-suspicious. rOstratiOn.
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but she never forgot him. Why, pro-
fessor where are you running off to?
Weren't you going to give Reelie her
music lessonY
The visit Of the young Stanhopes and
the delayed frying of the doughnuts
soured Lena for the day. She scolded
Wilma roundly for both happenings
and made a clean job while she was
about 1t by berating her for all the
shortcomings she could rake out Of the
dim past and saddle upon the plump
shoulders Of her sister-in1aw.
Patiently the fraulein bore the stings
and arrows of her relatives tongue.
Lena was much the elder, and Wilma
seldom talked back. With serene fore
head and blue, unclouded eyes she trot-
ted about at her task amid Whirlwind
Of shrill reproach and blunt sarcasm.
In her sturdy German mechanism there
was no place for hysrpFinal nerves.
The morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1899-1930, 1908-07-18
A Piute Indian MYTH,

The Piute Indian myth Of the sun,
moon and stars Is as crudely anthropo-
morphic as can be found In any saw
age belief. The moon is the suns
wife. The stars are his children.
When he appears the children skedad-
die. They live In terror of him. He
eats them when he can catch them.
His stomach-the only part Of him one
can see-is stuffed with stars. When
he goes to bed the children emerge
again from their hiding places in the
blue. The moon Is fond Of her chill
dren, who smile as she moves among
them. Every month she goes into
mourning because her cannibal hus-
band has eaten one Of them. The Piute
Indians account for the appearance of
a comet by stating that the sun often
snaps at one Of the stars, his children,
and does not get hold Of it-he only
tears piece out-and the star, getting
wild with pain, goes flying across the
sky with a great spout of blood flow
ing from it. 1t is then very much
afraid, and as it flies it always keeps
Its head turned to watch the sun, It's
father, and never turns its face away
from him until it is far out Of his
reach.
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dered stormy.
Herman, the slow, tranquil husband
and brother, smoked his long stemmed
pipe In unconcerned silence through
Lena's drawings, but occasionally he
opened his mouth briefly and quenched
her.
"vat you make, Lenaf Let the schil-
dren coom." he said comfortably ON
this occasion.
And Lena submitted, though with
much wasplike scolding and buzzing.
to which Herman paid as little at'er.
tion as 70 the rattllng of dry bean
pod.
The birds among the trees In the
quaint old Dutch yard of the KraftS
opened their Saturday morning rehears
ais unusually early In response to tie
sound of Frau Kraft's swishing, splash,
ing, broomlng and mopping begun In
the rosy gray dawn, and the frauleln's
faithfully FURNISHED tinware flashed
broken javelins to the rising sun. The
good frau was still searching for un.
drenched corners and Wilma busy fry.
Ing big round apple butter doughnuts
when the young Stanhopes raced up
the freshly Redeemed brick walk edged
with blue flag clumps and fringe Of
lads love.
A dark presagc of tracks, together
with Wilma's desertion of the dough.
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friendly silence, much less little rosy
fraulein in the employ of his own
patrons. respectful "Gute efening"
In broad, mellow German tones reach
ed her sociable soul.
"Gute efening," she responded, with
q quantity distant courtesy, and went
her way, dreaming absently Of red
clover patches and strong, shapely trees
and TRANQUILITY flowing water brooks,
all because Of the ruddy German with
his mellow greeting.
Frau Lena Kraft scolded loudly
about the prospective invasion of the
Stanhope children on the next day.
"Schildren cooming on the Saturday
alretty," she protested shrilly. "They
will the cleaning hinter and some mud
on the clean floors makep'
Each Saturday it was the good frau's
practice to so scrub and scour and
splash and sluice the cottage that it
was surprising there was silver Of
woodwork left about it. And Wilma
was not excused from sharing the
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Ana still she was il human little per,
son, with warm blood and an inher,
itancc Of sentiment throbhlng deep In
her sensible bosom. She was glad
when the apple butter cakes IN their
knobby rotundlty and the sheets OF
cinnamon sprinkled coffee kuchen for
the Sunday breakfast we're set away,
In company with Lena's feather bed.
like loaves OF bread, and she could sit
near the green paper shaded window In
the sitting room aud see the oleanders
and darn in peace
Over the plump pink fingers OF her
left hand she drew big yarn sock and
set to weaving blue latticework
across the grinning hole, wondering in
a patiently tranquil way II there might
ever be loophole OF escape for her
from Lena's perpetual driving and
scolding. Her brother Herman had one
time given her the practical counsel:
"You shouldt get married once"
And Otto Boppert, the prosperous bar
Der on the next block. stood ready to
assist her In carrying out the sugges-
ton. Frauleln was studying about
Otto now. Otto was short. but very
wide. His hands were fat and moist
and always smelled Of cocoanut oil
soap. His face was red and glistenlng
as II he had but just been dipped from
the lard kettle. He laughed In a puffy
way, which gave the impression that
he was stuffed full of feathers, and he
never seemed TO think about much be-
sides customers and eatings. Maybe
some time she would not mind those
things, but now, just after meeting
Professor Yost--
Again Wllma's belt buckle creaked.
Presently a good round knock at the
entry door roared Its way through the
faint spattering sounds from the kitch-
en-, where Lena was securing the dour
barrel and slop pail.
"Pettlers," thought fraulein, going
TRANQUILITY on with her blue weftage as
Lena's fiat shoes slapped belligerently
forward.
AS the door opened she heard the
fresh, wholesome voice of the "Guten
"Oggskoose-if the Fraulein
Wilma Kraft liz heer yet"
Zach, ja," Lena's shrill tones re-
sponded. you should walk In, once
And into the sitting room walked Pro
fessor Yost, broad, ruddy and smiling
He carried small parcel
wrapped in brown paper which he
proceeded silently to unroll. Then he
held out upon his broad palm little
wooden shoe.
"Wilma"-he retreated from the pit
falls of his acquired English to the old,
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| Lena fell upon fraulein.
"Ach. himmelr' she scolded. "The
house we must to the schildren glf yet
-yess. Some tracks they make ant the
blumen break-vat you care? Now,
yust make on your ponnet once ant
make dose schildren home-yess."
Fraulein found no hardship In com
pliance. Better the smell OF dew wet
earth than that of boiling lard; more
congenial crisp morning walk be
tween strips of spangled grass than the
monotonous forming of knobby fried
cakes and the tireless refrain of Lena $
pungent tongue.
The children skipped happily beside
their little plump governess along the
sleepy bystreet which ran suddenly out
into the wide avenue where rose the
griffin guarded gate. From the opposite
side came Professor Yost, beaming
rosily, his sleek. pine shaving hued hair
cleaning with the vigor of its recent
brushing.
"Guten morgen," he greeted as the
four reached the shadow of the griffin.
"Guten morgen," fraulein responded
sedately, retreating gently. "Guteby.
schildren. / must absent me-"
The professors eyes beamed COM
mendingly after the fresh, starchy Ll;c
calico of fraulein's disappearing house
wrapper.
"Vas ist the little fraulein's name
yetT he asked the children, who went
hopping before him like robins.
wilma Kraft, Della replied. she's
''VasY The professor was standing
stock still on the stone walk with his
mouth open. "vere lif she at, heyT"
I'm the peaky little house down the
next street that looks like mammals
Swiss music box. It's got little bits of
window panes, with big red oleanders
standing in front. And there's candle
sticks and blue plates in long row on
the shelf, and fraulein has a wooden
shoe in her trunk
"Wooten shoeT the professor re-
peated.
Eyes, stumpy little Dutch wooden
shoe," Della babbled on "She told us
a story about 1t. A German boy and a
German girl used to play together be-
side lake and sail the girls wooden
shoes for boats, and once one shoe
foated away, and they couldn't tell
where it went They padded and pad
died in the edge of the water in their
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bare feet and
sailed out on a
raft to find it.
and they could
not. The girl
cried b eca u S q
she was afraid
her papa would
not buy her any
more shoes, and
she kept the one
shoe to remind
her what a nice
tim e she had
playing with the
boy, for b e r
papa and NAM
ma moved away,
and she never
saw him again,
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F7rauleiin
BY FRANK n. SWEET.
By FRANK H. SWEET.
Copyright. 1905, by Frank H. Sweet,

AWA VHEN the two so fond
wv into iDse'i fairies hssy land 'aai' sy r''Ss the
beautlfool white swan"
concluded the tale told the children by
the little German governess,
ITS pretty story" said Della, but
not as nice as the one about the little
wooden shoes, is It, JoeY'
'Yes," disagreed Joe. better, The
wooden shoe one chops off in the mid.
die and doesn't end"
But it might end some time,
mightn't 1t, fraulein?" Della question
ed earnestly.
Zach, no-not until floats back the
one shoe that was not more seen by
the boy and girl playmates,"
Fraulein Wilma Kraft was not lack
adaisical. Her eyes were cheerful
blue and looked philosophically upon
life as she found It; her face was like
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Gu % EUG IbIuHU
and caught fast In the reeds, and one
day after the girl playmate was gone
the boy found 1t there and tender
ly carried 1t ashore. And the boy kept
1t for love of his girl playmate-the
pretty little wooden shoe. Now, see,
my Wilma, If speak not the truth, for
here is the girls name carved into the
little sole-Wilma Kraft-and the date
the boy found it in the reeds. He carv-
ed them so. Hast thou been waiting
these years. little Wilma. for thy play
mate lover? Let US wait no longer, my
beloved. We have found each other"
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nuts to show
the children the
wooden shoe. set
LIE ma buzzing
like a red wasp,
When the fat
little sabot. with
Its odd. curved
toe and wide
Hat heel. hi d
been returned to
the inner circle
Of Wilma s trunk
and Joe and Del
la were hover.
Ing dangerously
close to the pink
knots Of the sa-
Grad nlaandar
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Must Have Had Experience.

"Never mind, DEAR" he said reassur-
ingly as she raised her sweet face
from his shoulder and they both saw
the white blur on his coat; ut will all
brush off,"
"Oh, Charlie" she burst OUT sobbing,
hiding her face again upon his Whitley
shoulder, ''how do you know"-Som-
erville Journal.
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deep music OF
the tongue Of
his faith ers-
"dost thou re-
member Wendo-
len Yost, thy
playmate, tn e
boy who sailed
with thee the lit
tie wooden shoes
upon the lake?
Yes? And the
one little shoe
that sailed away
and was lost?
But, no, little
playmate; 1t was
not lost. II float
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a round, pinkly
ripened peach,
and her whole
some mouth had
NO path e I'll c
tendencies; b e r
waist was plump
enough to dis
credit any sug-
gestion of pin
ing, yet 1t SEEM
ed as II the
buckle of the
belt. fitting so
trinity around
~ 4
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nOuSenOlQ TASKS
In the face Of
the fact that she
paid her board
to her brother
and his wife.
ma was a
thrifty soul and
a driving one.
"She pay fife
tollar efery
week? T Ii a t
make no differ
ent," would Le-
ma aSsev verate.
"She will scOur
fbo IA, mt &Lo
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II, ere X u
faintly-about as much as the extra
strain Of sigh might occasion.
81 wish l had been the girl to go
padding barefoot in the rushes in the
edge of the lake" Della looked with
discontented eyes upon the fine kid
that held in her rebellious toes. What
do you think became of the shoe that
fioated away. frauleiny'
"Ah, who could say that?'
'Well, | wish j could see wooden
shoe-I never did" Della mourned.
with a dismally defrauded expression
that turned fraulein's heart to wax.
Tomorrow iss the Saturdays holi-
day." she reminded. "Come you up to
mein brutter's house once-ask the
mutterkin-ther haf l the one little
shoe that the girl safed yet"
"Goodyr' rejoiced Della. "Mommy
won't care. How did you get the shoe,
frauleinY'
''Ask me not some questions and l
tell you not some fps" said fraulein,
laughing and springing suddenly up.
II must now absent me-"
Going down the granite walk of the
Stanhope grounds, Fraulein Wilma
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Both WAYS.

Woman Now that / have fed you,
are you going without doing your
work? Tramp-Oi couldn't wurruk on
an Imply stomach, mum, an Oh nivir
worruk ON er full one, so there yez bo!
Smart Set
The morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1899-1930, 1908-07-18

passed Miss Au-
relia's new mu-
sic teacher in
the shadow of
the winged grif-
I'm that snarled
above the gate
way. He was
large, the pro-
fessor, and rud-
dy checked; his
hair. the color
Of a fresh pine
shaving, h u n G
straight to his
ears and then
curled u n d r.;
his eyes shone
amiably dow n
under big round
glasses.
Kindly Profess
or Yost could
scarcely pass by
n1 sn ,,r
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coffee kuchen bake ant make the socks
mended"
So WilRla's opportunity for retro
spect or day dream was narrowed to
the darning hour, and even that
Lena's sharp tongue oftentimes rem
The morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1899-1930, 1908-07-18

An innocent heart suBpeets no guile.
Portuguese Proverb.
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