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laughter so merry and so loud that
Billy turning quickly. almost fell out
Of the chair.
What you doin', a-listening to me
talk to Marie Yarbrough th'oo the tel
ephone?" he questioned angrily.
Marie you pigs foot" was the in
elegant response. That was lust me
a-talking to you Ill the time. You all
time think you talking to little girls
and all times t ain't nobody but me-"
a light dawned on the innocent one.
he promptly hung up the receiver and
got down out Of the chair. Before jim
my was fully aware of hts intention
Billy had thrown him to the floor and
was giving him good pommeling.
Say you got 'nough?" he growled
from his position astrde Of the 9TH
er boy.
Il got 'nough. Billy" repeated
Jimmy
Say you sorry you done It,"
Il say sorry ] done it," abjectly
repeated the younger child. Get up.
Billy, fore you bust my stommick
open"
Say you amt never a-goin' to tell
| nobody, cross yo' heart" was the next
command.
II say amt never going to tell no
body, cross my heart. Get up, Billy,
fore you makes me mad, and amt
no telling what I'll do to you If |
get mad"
Say you's low-down Jezebel
skunk"
Il amt going to say I'm nothing Of
the kind" spiritedly replied the under
dog. you all time wanting somebody
to call therselfs somepin. You're a
low-down Isabella skunk yourself"
You got to say It," insisted the
victor, renewing hostilities
I'll say I'm Isabella, cause Isa-
bella discovered America, and's in
the Bible" replied the tormented
one; Miss Cecilia 'splained 1t to
| me-"
Billy accepted his compromise and
Jimmy's hattened stomach, relieved
Of It's burden. puffed out to its usual
roundness as that little boy rose to his
feet saying:
Sam Lamb would "a died a-laugh-
ing, Billy, If he'd seen you telephon-
Ing"
He'd better never hear tell Of It,"
was the threatening rejoinder.
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CHAPTER xIv.-Continued.

Jimmy seeing no hope Of eudine
Sarah James vigilance, resorted te
strategy and deceit.
"Taint no fun setting out here" he
called to her, 80 I'm going in the
house and take a nap"
She willingly consented, as she was
through with her ironing and thought
to snatch few winks of sleep her
self.
The little boy slipped quietly through
the house, noisclessly across the back
yard and into his fathers big gar
den, which was separated from that
OF his neighbor Us Il high board fence.
He quickly climbed the fence, flew
across Miss Minelvas tomato patch
and tiptoed up her back steps to the
back porch his little bare feet giving
no sign OF his presence. Hearing GU
rious noises coming from the bath
room, where Billy was humping the
chair up and down in his efforts to re-
lease his mouth, he made for that
spot, promptly unlocked the door and
walked in. Billy by scuttling and tug
ging had freed his mouth from the
towel that bound 1t at that mo-
ment
Hush" he whispered rs Jimmy
opened the door. you'll get cat up
alive If you don't look out" His tone
was so mysterious and thrilling and
he looked 50 scared tied to the chair
that tho younger boys blood almost
floze in his veins
What you doing all tied up so?"
ne asked, in low, frightened tones.
MI Alscrnon Jones done It. l
spec he's a robbcr an is jcs' a-rob-
BERN right now answered Billy.
I'll unite YOU" said his chum.
Nav; you better not" said Billy
bravoly. He might git away You
leave me jes' like he fixed me SOS
you can try to ketch him. hear him
In the dinin' room now. You leave
mo right here an step over to yo'
house an phone to some mems to
come and git him quick. Shet the do
agin an don't make no noise. Fly,
now!"
And Jimmy did ny He again took
the garden route and in a minute was
at tho telephone with the receiver to
his ear
Hello! Is that YOU Miss Central?
Ihis is me- he howled into the trans
mitter. Gimme Miss M!nrrva's beau
dont know his number, but he's got
Office over my papa's bank"
His father being out of town. ths
littio boy shrewdly decided that Miss
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CHAPTER XVI.
The Humble Petition.

Billy, sitting In an old buggy In
front Of the livery stable, had just
engaged in a long and interesting
conversation with Sam Lamb. He was
getting out Of the vehicle when the
sharp wire around the broken rod
caught in the back Of his trousers and
tore great hole He felt tingling
pain and looked over his shoulder to
investigate Not being satisfied with
the result, he turned his back to the
negro and anxiously inquired: rs my
breeches tore, Sam?"
"Dey am dat" was the reply, "dey
am busted FIN Dan ter Beersheba"
What goin' to do bout it?" ask.
ed the little boy. Aunt Minerva sho'
will be mad. These here's bran-spankin'
new trousers what ! amt never wore
tell today. Amt you got needle an
thread SOS you can fix em, Sam?"
Mary er needle" said Sam Lamb.
rs my union suit tore, too?" asked
Billy again turning his back for in
spection.
His friend made q close examina.
ion.
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Billy's little neart went out to him
at once.
Il can't take off my shoes at present."
said the veteran. well, must be go
ing; / feel all right now"
Billy looked at him with big, SOL
emn eyes.
you couldn't never go 'thout yo'
pants, could you?" he asked, "'cause
Aunt Minerva jest nachelly despises
pants"
The man eyed him quizzically.
We'll, no; l don't think could"
he replied: II don't think I'd look any
better in a Mother Hubbard or XII
mono"
The little boy sighed.
Which you think is the fttenest
name" asked he, BILLY or William?"
Billy. Billy" enthusiastically came
the reply.
81 like MEMS" said William Green
HILL II sho' wisht' you could come
and live right here with me and Aunt
Minerva"
Il wish so, too" said the major.
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the child was silent for q long time
mis- little mind busy, then he began.
Aunt Minerva" -
She peered ut him over her s,aasao
second then dropped her eyes to the
paper where an interesting article on
Foreign Missions held her attention.
Aunt Minerva, snagged-Aunt
Minerva, snagged my-my skin to.
day"
Let mo see the place." she said. alb.
sently, her eyes glued to para graph
describing a cannibal feast
Il g a-settin' on 1t right now" he ra.
piled.
Another long silence ens,.a BILLY
resolved to settle the matter.
rs gettn' sleepy" he yawned.
Aunt Minerva, want to say my pray
ers and go to bed"
She laid her paper down and he
dropped to his knees by her side. He
usually sprawled all over her lap dur
Ing his lengthy devotions, but tonight
he clasped his little hands and rear
ed back like rabbit on its launches.
After he had rapidly repeated tho
Lords Prayer, which he had rece1 a
ly learned, and had invoked blessineE ~
on all his new friends and never-to- iAiagsL
forgotten old ones, he concluded wifhg
An, o Lord, you done KEEP .iIlia
fom meddlin' with Aunt Minf3S4a's
hose any mo-, an you done eIfsgme
rom gittin' any mo- Easter egASS an
playin' any mo- Injun, an youNSGone
KEEP me FIN lettin' Mr.. Algernon J(sAes
come ag'in, an now, Lord, plasae
don't lemme worry the very 'zistehce,,
outer Aunt Minerva any mo- n you
can help, like she said done this
mornin', an please, If thy will be done,
don't lemme tear the next new
breeches what she'll gimme like done
ruint these here what l got on"
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I "Who?-that little old Jimmy Gar.
nor? hope | don't talk like that
chicken; hos bout the measliest boy
that Is and like you mother slight
better'n him. You're u plumb Jim.
dandy, Billy" came from the door.
way.
SOS you" howted back tho delight.
ed and iiattcred Billy.
Jimmy thought he would pop
wide open In his efforts to keep from
laughing.
How'd you like to be my sweet.
hearth" he asked a
rs already promised to marry
Miss Cecilia when puts on long
pants, but If we ever gets 'vorce I'd
mother sight ruther have you n
anybody. You can be my lady frien',
anyhow" was the loud reply.
I'm coming for you to go riding in
my little pony and cart" said a Gig.
Cling Jimmy.
"All right, rs going to ask Aunt MI
nerva to lemme go. Can't we take
Jimmy, too?"
This was too much for the little
boy. He had held himself In as long
rs possible. He burst into peal of
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CHAPTER XVII.
A Green-Eyed Billy.

~ SiSCii-GJCu DIt1y.
"Have some candy?" said Miss Co
ella, offering a big box Of bonbons
to Billy, who was visiting her.
"Where'd you git 'em?" he asked, as
he helped himself generously.
Maurice sent them to me this morn
ing"
Billy put all his candy back into the
box.
Il don't believe I want noner yo'
candy he said, scowling darkly. II
reckon you likes him better n me any
how, don't you?"
II love you dearly" she replied
The child stood in front Of her and
looked her squarely in the eye. His
little form was drawn to its full, proud
height his soft, fair cheeks were flush
ed, his big, beautiful gray eyes looked
somber and sad.
SIS you in love with that red"
headed Maurice Richmond, an jes' a
foolin O. me?" he asked with dig
nifty.
A bright flush dyed crimson tho
young lady's pretty face.
She put her arm around the childish,
graceful figure and drew the little boy
to the sofa beside her.
"Now, honey, you mustn't be silly"
she said gently, you are my own.
dear, little sweetheart"
"An' l reckon he's yo' own, dear,
big sweetheart" said the jealous Billy.
We'll. all got to say Is this-here: II
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idiotic manner. He was making a
valiant effort to keep from exposing his
rear elevation to her; once he had to
walk backward.
William" she said sharply, "you
will break my plates. What Is the
matter With you tonight?"
A little later they were sitting qui-
city in Miss Minerva's room She was
reading THE Christian at Home" and
he was absently looking at a picture
book.
Sam Lambs wife Sukey sho' iB a
beautiful patcher," he remarked, feel.
ing his way.
She made no answering comment,
and the discouraged little boy was ST.
lent for a few minutes. He had worn
Aunt Cindy's manycolored patches too
often to be ashamed OF this one for
himself hut he felt that he would like
to draw his aunt out and find how she
stood on the subject Of patches.
Aunt Minerva he presently ask
ed, what sorter patchesd you ruther
wear on yo' pants, blue patches or
brown?"
"On my what?" she asked, LOOKING
at him severely over her paper.
II mean II you're me-" he hastily ex.
planned. "non't you think blue patches
Is the mos nat'ral lookin'?"
What are you driving at, William ?"
she asked; but without waiting Tor hts
answer she went on with ha. read
inn
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CHAPTER XIV.
Billy, the Creduloua.

After the advent and disappearance
of the exciting Mr.. Jones, Miss Mi
nerva, much to Billy's JOY, had a tele-
phone put in the house. He sat In the
hall the day 1t was put in waiting for
1t to ring.
Jimmy, coming up on the front
porch and through the half-open door
and seeing him sitting there rang
the door bell just for Joke
ready to burst into laugh when
the other little boy turned around and
saw who 1t was Billy, however, in
his eagerness mistook the ring for the
telephone bell and joyfully climbed up
on the chair. which he had stationed
In readiness. He took down the re-
ceiver as he had seen Jimmy do in his
home, and, without once seeing that
little boy standing a few fest from
him, he yelled at the top Of his
lungs:
Hello! Who Is that?"
This is Marie Yarbrough." replied
Jimmy from tho doorway, instantly
recognizing Billy's mistake.
Marie Yarbrough was little girl
much admired by the two boys, as she
had pony and cart of her very own.
However, she lived In different part
OF the town and attended another Sun.
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~i'''n'Sh Vo>ce and was willing to hu-
NOR nm, so as she too knew Misc
MiherVas beau the connection wos
quickly made
Hello! Is that you. maioro Th,e
40 i'ie' II you don't want Mr. Alger
non Jones to be robbcring everythiny
niss Mlnerva's got you getter get n
move on and come right this minute
You got to hustle and bring bout q
million pistols and guns and swords
ana tomahawks and all the mans Won
can find and dogs. He's the hercest
roDber ever was, and he's already
done tie Billy to the bath room chair
and done eat up bout million cold
biscuits, spec. All Of us Is bout
so be slowed Goodby."
The plump, round gentleman at the
other end of the wire heard this amaz.
ang message In the utmost confusion
and CONSERVATION He franticallv rang
fhe telephone again and again hut
could get no answer from the Gar.
ner's home so he put on his hat and
walked the short distance to Miss MI
nervas house,@
Jimmy was waiting to receive hin,
at the front gate. having again eluded
Sarah James vigilance.
"Hush!" he whispered mysterious
H. he's in the dining room. A,n'
you bringed nobody else? Got Won,
pistol and come on"
Mr.. Algernon Jones, feeling saf,
and secure for the next hour and hay
ing partaken Of light lunch. was i,
the act OF transferring some eilya
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YOU nap is yun. yuh 'ceitfu, catersai-

YOU a nap ts yuh, yuh 'ceitfui caterEal
lar. Come on home dis minute"
"Lemme 60. Sarah Jane" protest.
ed the little boy trying ITO Jerk away
from her, Il got to stay here and
pertec' Billy and Miss Minerva's beau,
cause they's a robber might come
back and tie 'em up and make 'em
bleed II amt here"
did Mr.. Algernon Jones make all
that blood?" asked the awestricken
little boy gazing in admiration at the
victim Of Mr.. Jones' energy. You sho'
Is hero to stan up an let him knock
you down like he done"
Yes" cried Jimmy, as the black
woman dragged him kicking and strug.
Cling through the hall, ives all he
roes, but | bet I'm the heroest hero
they is, and bet Miss Minervas go
ing to be mad bout you all splitting all
that blood on her nice clean floor"
Lemme see yo' big toe what was
shot Off by nil them Yankees and In
juns what you killed In the war" said
Billy to Miss Mnerva's beau.
The major smiled at the little boy;
man-to man smile, full Of good COM
radeship. humor and understanding.
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spoons from the Sidcboard to his pock
cts when noise at the dining room
door caused him to look in that di.
rection. With an oath he sprang for.
ward, and landed his fist upon the
nose OF plump gentleman standing
there bringing stream Of blood and
sending him sprawllng to the floor.
MIR. Jones overturned big-eyed little
boy who was in his way, and walk
ing rapidly in the direction Of the rail-
road, the erstwhile plumber was seen
no more.
Jimmy quickly recovered himself
and sprang to his feet. Seeing the
blood streaming down the white shirt
front of Miss Minerva's unconscious
beau, he gathered his wits together
and took the thread Of events again
into his own little hands. He flung
himself over the fence careless Of
Sarah Jane this time, mounted a chair
ana once moro rang the telephone.
Hello! Is that you, Miss Central?
This is mo some more. Gimme Dr.
Sanfords office please"
| Hello! Is that you, doctor? This
is me. Mr. Algernon Jones done kilt
| -'AiH'o A'AlilSi va Dedu. lie on nGr
back porch bloody all over. He's bout
the deadest man they Is. You'd better
come toreckly you can and bring the
hearse, and coffin and clean shirt
and a tombstone. He's wounded me
but amt dead yet. Goodby."
Dr. Sanford received Jimmy's crazy
message in astonishment He, too,
rang the telephone again and again,
but could hear nothing more, SO he
walked down to Miss Minerva's house
and rang the door bell Jimmy open
ed the door and led the way to the
| back porch, where the injured man,
who had just recovered consciousness,
was sitting Imply in a chair.
What does all this mean? Are you
hurt?" asked the doctor as he exam
ined Mr.. Jones victim.
No, think I'm all right now" was
the reply; but that scoundrel certain
~ gave me severe blow"
Billy. shut up in the bath room and
listening to all the noises and confu-
soin, had been scared nearly out of his
senses. He had kept still as a mouse
till now, when thinking he heard
friendly voices he yelled out: open
the do an unite me-"
1--WE done forgot Billy" said the
little rescuer, as he ran to the bath
room door and opened it. He was
followed by the doctor, who cut the
cords that bound the prisoner.
Now, William" commanded DR..
Sanford, as they grouped themselves
around the stout, plump gentleman in
the chair, begin at the beginning,
and let us get at the bottom OF this"
Mr.. Algernon Jones he come to the
gate explained the little boy, "an he
say he goin to fix the water pipe an
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he say he's a plumber. He's a very
'greeable man, but l don't want Aunt
Minerva to marry him, now. was
plump tickled at him an l tuck him
to the bath room an fust thing
knowed he grabbed hotter me an
shuck me like what you see q cat
do mouse, an he say"
And he'd more'n a million whis-
kers," interrupted Jimmy, who
thought Billy was receiving too much
attention, "and he"
One at time," said the doctor.
Proceed, william"
An he say he'll bust my brains out
er my head II boller, an ain't a.
goin to holler neither, an he tie me
to chair an tie my mouth up an
lock the do
And coined over" said Jimmy
eagerly, "and l run home and see
Mr.. Algernon Jones Is robber an
'phoned to Miss Minerva's beau, and II
he'd brunged what | telled him, he
| wouldn't never got cracked In the face
like Mr.. Algernon Jones done crack
him, and Billy got to all time let rob
bers In the house 80 they can knock
mans and little boys down"
While you stand talking here the
scoundrel will get away" said the in
jured man.
That's So" agreed DR.. Sanford
$50 III go and find the sheriff"
| Sarah James huge form loomed vi
In the back hall doorway. and she
grabbed Jimmy by the arm.
y ~Yaas." she cried. you gwihe take
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"Yo' unions is Injured plum scan.
erlous." was his diBcouraging decision,
"and hit pears tor me dat yo' hide
done suffer. too; you's got or turrible
scratch"
The child sighed. Tho injury to the
flesh was OF small importance-he
could hido That from his aunt--but the
rent In his trousers was serious
matter
II wish could get 'em mended fore
| goes home" he said wistfully.
II tell you what do" suggested
Sam. IL low Miss CeciliaIl holp yeh;
Jest go by her house an she'll darn
'em up for yeh."
Billy hesitated.
well. you see. Sam, me an Miss
Cecilia's engaged an we's fixin' to
marry jes' q soons I put on long
pants, an Shame to ask her. An
don't believe young 'omans patches
the breeches of young mans what
theys goin' to marry nohow. Do you?
aunt Minerva ain never patched no
Dreeches for the major. And them"
with modest blush, my unions is
tore, too, an ain't got on ,nothin' else
W hide my SKln.
Again he turned his back to his
friend and, his clouded little face look
Ing over his shoulder, he asked: do
my meat show, Sam?"
She am visible ter the naked eye,"
and Sam Lamb laughed loudly at his
own wit
II don't believe God pays me much
attention nohow," said the little boy
dolefully; "evy day gets put to bed
cause sumpin's all time a-happenin'
If he'd had eye on me like he ought
Aunt Minervas goin' to be mad th'oo
an th'oo."
May be my Oh oman can fix EN-,
SOS dey won't be SO turrible bad"
suggested the negro, "'tain't fer, SO
you jes' run down ter my cabin an tell
Sukey l say fix dem breeches."
The child needed no second bidding
he fairly flew. Sans wife was cook
ing. but she cheerfully stopped her
work to help the little boy. She sew
ed up the union suit and put bright
blue patch on his brown linen
breeches
u,
though he still dreaded confessing to
his aunt, and he loitered along the
way till 1t was nearly dark Supper
was ready when he got home and he
walked into the dining room with his
customary ease and grace. But he took
his seat uneasily, and he was so quiet
during the meal and ate so little that
his aunt asked him if he was sick
He was planning In his mind how to
break the news Of the days disaster
to her.
"You are improving. William" she
remarked presently, you haven't got
into any mischief today. You have
been mighty good little boy now for
two days"
Billy flushed at the compliment and
shifted uneasily in his seat. That
patch seemed to burn him.
IF God'd jest do his part" he said
darkly. Il wouldn't never git in no
meanness."
After supper Miss Minerva washed
the dishes In the kitchen sink and
Billy carried them back to the dining
room. His aunt caught him several
times prancing sideways in the most
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he's a-goin' to come to see Won ev,s
gay then amt never comm no mo-.
Hes been a-carryin' on his foolishnepd
'pout 8 long as I can stand 1t. You
got 10 choose tween us right this min,
ute; he comes down here mos' ev,u
day, he's tuck you drivin' more'n fSty
nunderd times, an he's give you all
the candy you can stuff"
He is not the only one who comes
TO see me-" she said smiling down M
him. Jimmy comes often and Lon
Hammer and VIII Reid. Don't You war,
| them to Gomez"
Don't nobody pay no tenton "a
Jimmy" he replied contemptuouslv,
ne amt nothin but baby, an them
other mems can come IL you wants 'em
to; but" said Billy, with a lovers nm.
errlng intuition, 81 ain't a-goin' tc
stand for that longlegged, sorreltou
maurice Richmond a-trottin his great
Dig carkiss down here ev'y minute
wish Aunt Minerva'd let me MT IN
iohg pants tomorrer SOS we could gt
married" He caught sight of a new
ring sparkling on her finger. !
who give you that rlng?" be aap
ed sharply.
"a little bird brought II to mo /" ahs
sald, trying to speak gayly and blucn,
ing again.
"A Dig red.headed peckerwooa," sstA
Billy savagely.
(TO BIZ CnmTrNSYrny,,
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day school. SO they had no speaking
acquaintance with her.
IT JUS wanted to talk to YOU" went
on the counterfeit Marie. sitting a
laugh and trying to talk like a girl.
81 think you're bout the sweetest lit.
tie boy there Is and want you to
come to my party
II sho' WILL" screamed the gratifed
|iBilly, IF Aunt Minerva'll lemme.
What makes you talk so much like
Jtrmy2"
The Oklahoma City times. [volume] (Oklahoma City, Okla.) 1908-1984, 1915-09-07
FIELD MEET FAST
Senators Walk Away with Baseball
Field Events - Hall. Hing and Eu-
nick Take First Prizes


ihIul owing TO the Iu,' l""' '',l
were Oh lhrlr own slNInpH'E RI"uI"',
ana parity que To th' met ln"' Ionl
4 Ihl'h"Idl Henderson "'" AON'nl' ,u'
senatorial hlrrllnRs iohp'd h"ul N""
I.' L"nof dAy Hr'd meet N"u U'''''
Monday $ game at saratoga "TN.
Nlhg ana iau were iur u'n'l"'7''
OF tue team, enrh OF them '"plufu'E
two OF the hIe events, ana '"''d'"'h'
ly taxing down - rach OF 'hr ma'"s'
n"h' good money Ih' lIS' even, ,,.,
was fuhgo hli'lhk. Nnl,h NIE IlU'
won WIN Il poWrrIul uIIl' II"h '",.
The Oklahoma City times. [volume] (Oklahoma City, Okla.) 1908-1984, 1915-09-07
NATE JACKSON WINS
Given Decision nj Denver When Her
man Fouls Him in Third; May Bc
KemntChCd Soon

DENVER Con, N.ta t,cp-
s,a ~ otlabn,,s y..s ,i,.p tns dr-
.isi,, ,,.r pat. .t.J, ti.rrra, NJ
N.U OrI.pps hsr. N.rIsy night I'm
l. mira round ~ s.rsdrIsd g,t
,s.p-rn,,rd cnnto., ..rtcr IN. ans
.rIccs ~ Tho Eatu..,r A,bleur rIIb
1,n. ouj .,,pe An ,.. piitr. M the
.tn.ra r,rrd ,.,.. I,..gs,p vgnr
f.nr.d l,y tinr,,on ..s r.f.rs. r3J,,
pits pr,mptly go,. thr decision to
M. Oklahoma fnr.r.i,
Ipnadioiel, u. r,..r yas lu an
.rprosr and r,rdar,.r.,,p r.IVnpd su-
prrra Ths fans u,.-. sore bpcnIrsc
tn., felt th.y bsl ro, hrep given a
rlp for tb,Ir mon, and becnuse the,
rouId moi ace mai Iarkson was the
victim ~ i,svcugsnIa luuosIfIon