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. ticket of admission. however. and
lined up with others who were content
to stand at the back to witness the
play. Inside the theater he leaned
weakly against the railing at the back
Of the auditorium and wiped his brow.
What was 1t that had dragged him
there against his will. in direct oppo-
sition to his logged determination to
shun the place?
The curtain was up. the house was
still. save for the occasional coughing
of those who succumb to a habit that
can neither be helped nor explained.
There were people moving on the
stage, but Frederic had no eyes for
them. He was seeking in, the dark.
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soon as the curtain vent HH on tie
next act. which was to be the last. In
stead Of doing so. however, he lin
gered to the end of the play, secure in
his constituencies espionage 1t had
come to him that II he met them in
front of the theater as they came out
he could invite them to join him at
supper In one Of the nearby restau-
rants. The idea pleased him. He
coddled 1t until it became sensation.
When James Brood and his wife
reached the sidewalk they found him
there. directly in their path. as they
wedged their way to the curb to await
the automobile. He was smiling
frankly, wistfully. There was an hon.
est gladness in his fine, boyish face
and an eager light in his eyes. He no
longer had the sense of guilt in his
soul. 1t had been a passing qualm.
and he felt regenerated for having ex-
perienced 1t. even so briefly. Some
how It had purged his soul of the one
lingering doubt as to the sincerity OF
his impulses.
"Hellol" he said. planting himself
squarely In front Of them.
There was a momentary tableau. He
was wildly aware of the fact that
Yvonne had shrunk back in alarm. and
that a swift look OF fear leaped into
hor surprised eyes. She drew closer
to Broods side-or was 1t the jostling
of the crowd that made 1t seem to be
SO? He realized then that she had not
seen him in the theater. Her surprise
was genuine. 1t was not much short
Of CONSERVATION, a fact that he rc-
allied with a sudden sinking of the
heart.
Then his eyes went quickly to his
fathers face. James Brood was re-
garding him with a cold, significant
smile, as one who understands and
despises.
"They told me you were here" fal-
tered Frederic, the words rushing hur.
riedly through his lips, "and thought
we might run in somewhere and have
bite to eat. I'll want to tell you
about Lydia and myself and what"
The carriage man bawled a number
in his ear and jerked open the door
Of limousine that had Just pulled up
the the curb
without word. James Brood hand
ed his wife into the car and then
turned to the chauffeur.
Home" he said, and, without so
much as a glance at Frederic, stepped
inside. The door was slammed and
the car slid out into the maelstrom.
Yvonne had sunk back into a corner.
huddled down as II suddenly deprived
OF all her strength. Frederic saw her
face as the car moved away. She was
staring at him with wide-open, re-
proachful eyes, as IL to say: ooh, what
have you doneY What fool you arei"
For a second or two he stood as II
petrified. Then everything went RED
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how ineffably happy. how peaceful life
would be II his father were to lay his
hands upon his shoulders and say. my
son. ! love you'll love you dearly"
There would be no more lonely days;
all that was bitter In bis life would be
swept away In the twinkling of an
eye; the world would be full Of Joy for
him and for Lydia.
When he entered the house that
evening he was full of resentment
toward his father. and sullen with the
remains Of an ugly rage. And now to
be actually craving the affection OF the
man who humbled him. even in the
presence OF servants! Il was unbe-
lievable. He could not understand
himself. A wonderful. compelling ten
derness filed his heart. He longed to
throw himself at his fathers feet and
crave bis pardon for the harsh. venge-
ful thoughts he had spent upon him
IN those black hours. He hungered
for a word Of kindness or OF under
standing on which be could feed his
starving soul He wanted his fathers
love. He wanted. more than anything
else IN the world, 10 love his father.
Lydia slipped out Of bis mind.
Yvonne was set aside in this immortal
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CHAPTER XIV
Sensations.

SNH88AtVtt@s
Lydia stopped for q moment In the
hall. after closing the door behind her.
to pull herself together for the ordeal
that was still to come. She was
trembling; weakness had assailed
her. She had left Yvonne's presence
in a dazed. unsettled condition Of
mind. There was a lapse of some kind
that she could neither account for nor
describe even to herself. The black
velvet coat that formed 9 part OF her
trig suit. hung Imply in her hand.
dragging along the floor as she moved
with hesitating steps in the direction
Of James Brood's study. A sickening
estimate of her own strength Of pur-
pose confronted her She was sud-
denly afraid OF the man who had
always been her friend. Somehow
she felt that he would turn upon her
and rend her. this man who had al
ways been so gentle and considerable
and who had killed thingsl
Ranjab appeared at the head Of the
stairs. She waited for bis signal TO
ascend. somehow feeling that Brood
had sent him forth to summon her.
Her hand sought the stair rail and
gripped 1t tightly. Her lips parted in
stiff smile. Now she knew that she
was turning coward. that she longed
to put on the meeting until tomor-
rov-tomorrowl
The Hindu came down the stairs.
quickly, noiselessly.
The master say to come tomorrow,
tomorrow as usual" he said, as he
paused above her on the steps.
Tit must be today" she said, dog.
gedly. even as the thrill OF relief shot
through her.
Tomorrow" said the man. His eyes
were kindly inquiring. -sahib SAY You
are to rest. There was a pause. To
morrow will not be too late"
She started. Had he read the thougb,
that was in her mind!
Thank you. Ranjab, she said afte,
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CHAPTER xIII-contlnusd.

Lydia resolved to take the plunge
Now was the time to speak plainly to
bis woman Of the thing that was hurt.
ing her almost beyond the limits Of
endurance. Her voice was rather high
pitched. She had the fear that she
would not be able to control 1t.
II should be blind not to have OBJ
served the cruel position in which you
are placing Frederic. Is 1t surprising
that your husband has eyes as we'll as
/? What must be his thoughts. Mrs.
Brood?"
She expected an outburst torrent
Of Indignation, an angry storm Of
words, and was therefore unprepared
Tor the piteous. hunted expression that
came swiftly into the lovely eyes, bent
30 appealingly upon her own, which
we're cold and accusing. Here was a
new phase to this extraordinary crea-
lures character. She was q coward.
after all, and Lydia despised coward.
The look of scorn deepened In her
eyes. and out from her heart rushed
al that was soft and tender In her
nature. leaving It barren Of all COM
passion.
Il do not want to hurt Frederic"
murmured Yvonne. IL am sorry
IT,"
"You are hurting him dreadfully, /"
said Lydia. suddenly choking up with
emotion.
He Is not-not in love with me"
declared Yvonne.
mo" said the girl, rsgaining con-
troll Of herself. he is not in love with
you That Is the whole trouble. He
O. In love with me. But--can't you
sect"
"You are wise young woman to
know men 30 we'll" said the other
systematically. Il have never believed
IN st. Anthony"
Nor l." said Lydia. and was sur.
prised at herself.
do you consider me to be a bad
woman, hydiar Her lips trembled.
There was . suspicious culver to her
chin.
mo. do not" pronounced the girl
fatty. IF could only think that OF
you II would explain everything and
I should know Just how to treat you.
But do not think II Of you"
With long. deep sigh. Yvonne crept
closer and laid her head against Lyd.
las shoulder. The girls boy stiff
fened. her brow grew dark with an,
noyance.
Il am afraid you do not understand
Mrs. Brood. The fact still remains
that you have not considered Fred.
cries peace OF mind"
Nor yours" murmured the other
abjectly.
Nor nine" confessed Lydia. after
. moment
Il did not know that you and Fred
eric were In love with each other until
had been here for some time." Mrs
Brood explained. suddenly fretful.
what kind Of woman are your
burst from Lydiss indignant soul
~Have you no conception OF the finer
nobler--"
Yvonne deliberately put her hand
over the girls lips, checking the fierce
outburst. She smiled rather plain
lively as Lydia tried to jerk her head
70 one side in order to continue hel
reckless Indictment
~You shall not say II. Lydia. I an
not all that you think I am. No. no
Q thousand times no. God pity me.
am more accused than you may thInl
with the finer and nobler instinct. Il
II were not so. do you think | should
be where ! am now?-cringing here
like a beaten child? No. you cannot
understand--you never will under
stand. | shall say no more. It Il
ended. | swear on my soul that
did rot know you were Frederick
sweetheart. | did not know"
Bat yeu knew almost Immediately
after you came here" exclaimed
LEdts. Aarshly IT Is not myself
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a moment Of indecision. q win come
tomorrow"
Then she skunk downstairs and out
Of the house, convinced that she had
failed Frederic in his hour OF great
est need. that tomorrow would be too
late.
Frederic did not come in for dinner
until after his father and Yvonne had
gone from the house. He did not IN.
quire for them. but instructed Jones
to say to the old gentlemen that he
would be pleased to dine with them
If they could allow him The time to
change" He also told Jones to open
single bottle of champagne and to
place three glasses.
Later on Frederic made his an.
nouncement TO the old men. In the
fever of an excitement that caused
him to forget that Lydia might be en-,
titled to some voice in the matter, be
deliberately committed her to the prof
ect that had become a fixed thing in
his mind the instant he set foot in
the house and found 1t empty-oh. SC
empty!
Jones practiced hand shook slightly
as he poured the wine. The old men
drank rather noisily. They. too, were
excited. Mr. Riggs smacked his lips
and squinted at the chandelier as II
trying to decide upon the vintage, but
in reality doing his best to keep from
coughing up the wine that had gone
the wrong way In a moment Of pro
found paralysis.
THE best news I've heard since Ju
das died" said Mr.. Dawes. manfully
Fill 'em up again, Jones. ! want to
propose the health of Mrs. Brood"
"'Phe future Mrs. Brood" Kissed Mr.
Riggs, wheezily. glaring at his com
rade. "Ass!"
I'm not married yet, Mr.. Dawes,
exclaimed Frederic. grinning.
Makes no difference" said Mr.
Dawes. stoutly. Far as I'm concerned
you are. Wen be the first to drink
to Lydia Brood The first to call hel
by that ZANE. gentlemen. God bless
her!"
God bless her!" shouted Mr.. Riggs
God bless her!" echoed Frederic
and they drained their glasses Il
Lydia Brood.
Jones, open another bottle" com
manded Mr.. Dawes, loftily.
Frederic shook his head and two
faces fell. Right bravely. however. the
old men maintained a joyous Interest
in the occasion. The young mar
turned moody, thoughtful; the unwont
ed exhilaration died as suddenly as i
had come into existence. A shadow
crossed his vision and he followed 4
with his thoughts. A sense of uttel
loneliness came over him with swift
ness that sickened. nauseated him. Tit
food was fiat to his taste; he could
not eat. decentralization stifet
him. He suddenly realized that h'
had never been SO lonely, SO unhapp,
In all his life as he was at this mo
ment.
His thoughts we're Of his father. A
vast. inexpllcable longing possessed
his soul--a longing for the affection o
this man who was never tender. WHIT
stood afar of and was lonely, too. HI
could not understand this astounding
change Of feeling. He had never fel
just this way before. There had beer
times-and many--when his heart wal
sore with longing, but they we're o
other days, childhood days. Tonigh
he could not crush out the thought o
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Hauuv Tlmsa

The cotton growers seem to b
hard hit
yes. And many Of them are long
ing for the good old days when ell thE
had to worry about was the boll wvp
vi"
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before him, wicked red that bllnd0t
him. He staggered as II from blow
in the face.
MY Godl" slipped from his sun
lips. and tears leaped to his eyes
tears of supreme modification. Like
a beaten dog he skunk away, feeling
himself pierced by the plying gaze
OF every mortal in the street.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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moment Of INDIGESTION. q win come
tomorrow"
Then she skunk downstairs and out
Of the house, convinced that she had
failed Frederic in his hour OF great.
est need. that tomorrow would be too
late.
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Glcinnten.I riebB0fc.

gtombaite tSorider, wie 3. y. sc.
norD uno Gmlu Eoid)a, babcn bereits
friihcr pon io%geunnnten SterbeIt1ts
ten airifoniiher Gleianten beriftet,
beitimnltcn itiagelcaenen Sertlif,fei
ten. nohin lid DIE oltersihndfeu
3hierc 5ilriid3lehen %iollterL mn bn,
ielbit Oos 3eitlihc slt iegltem Scheu-
inls beItebt Jest mic mir elllenr Se.
rid1tc IN Der bel (beobpr Sbcmas III
2cipSig c%rid)eincnoen .Natur" erlt.
nehnlcn fcin 3rpeiiel mehr, baB Die
iriihercn Mittheilutaen iiber Glcion'
tenirieohoic oui &obrbeit berllhen.
sn elmer Stelle mlIrbet nIdt lueltiger
oils 2t6 StoBSGhnc ge6ohlt; cs mrtB
ten BORT olio rotmpcnoiN mcnigilen$
tOS Shierc perelloet lcln. Gas be
merfcnaipcrthcItc nher iii Die Chat
inchc, Dab Smiid)cn mchr ober mino,r
Nllt crhoIicneu Sfcictteu Seid)none
pom mimi Gleiontcn iih %porinnben.
bic falm lGl9cr ais Elm nalhes Sohr
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Nad) 20 Sahren iebcnO scwurocn.

@s gebort 81 Den grpBen Seltell-
bcitcn, baB Slinogeborene ODER in
iriibeitcr ,Slgerlo erblinoete ploblid
Ole Sebfrait mieoererlangcn. 81 Die
len lpenigcn @liidlid,el aclort Die
20jdhrige EouO Gmcrion SincoIn
ans MarblebeoO. elmer fleinen 5u.
ienitntion III Mo~iiud)uietts. Sieie
iunac Amerifanerln mlirbe melliae
Gage nod1 ihrer 8cburi blinb llnb lie
hcit,rcibt ulnl IN elncr 1merifonild'en
tSdd,5eltld)rift hos clgeldrttgc &c
iiihl, bos lie battc. ais lie ploslid)
lire Sehtroii pieoererlangte. .Gines
Cages mar cs mir" 10 Grberte lid
Die jlrnae Came. ,uls oh lraenh etrpos
IN nleillem rcd,ten Allgc 5llfe. 3pei
Gage oorori hattie id) oosielbe De
iilhl nllh I'M linfe,l Anae. Eloblif,
init eincm Molc fpnlie id) leheil.
Meine crite Gnpiinbnna mar mler'
bortt Tllrd)t. Meinc Sono 6iitcrtc.
ais id, eincn Scllcr, ocn ld) gerdoc in
Der Ndmb hiclt, nicberlcBen mnlltc.
Ms id, mid, umponotc- crhliftc ida
cine tirsaenohiene Dame. ole am
GBtiih itono mo lb merfte, boG &c
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sbatiahen fir Seibcltpe.

SfmerScn lneroer hurdl GcrlcBunz
gen u1n ghrtnnbrnrB p%erllriaft. Gel
ee nm Teurulgie, Hhcumotismus,
2llnbnep. Ncuriti., 3nhnidlnner5en.
cine &eritnufung, Guctihuus. idhmers
6cilbc reife Wusfefn pber irgcnp Gin
anberer SGnlers, CT miro Dem &c
brardn bon Sloan's eminent meid,en.
@s briugt ncucs Glut, bchebt ncn 8lutz
%anbfang. lirbert Die @erlcsuns, Die
Decentralization miro frei uno Der
Shmcr5 in mic iortge6nlbert. Gs
hriret iogleit bis nI Den Sig bes
Sd'n,er5es Dor. Snhrct nicbt fort, an
leiben. 6olet glid cine Sloid,c
Sloan's Eminent inh lpcrbet bnsielbc
&c bebcutct ioiortige &inpcruns.
Hreis % Gcuts lnb 80 GeutS. Scr
SnhaIi elmer 800 SluiGe lit 10 aroS.
uls bcrienigc BON icdI5 % Gcnts
,Nnichcn.
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Gage, nod1ocm lie i6rc Sebfroit mie.
bcrerlon9t bate, foit polia Dos De
hor pcrlor. 9tllr in Ser Tunfelheit
fpnntc if por5iislid, horcn. ailh
Dos Sait9cfiibl orobtc foIt poQia at
ihminocr. 9eppr MiB Sincnln
iebeRo nurbe, NOR JIG cine icbr &C.
ihidtc 6armonilunipiclerin. slber
ieitoem lie Die Soiten icben fam, lit
tic faiim nod Inlitaioc 5u i%pielen. Nm
iflperIien hot lie iih an Den Anblid
bemcglihcr @caenitGloe eeposnt.
,Shrc Mlltter bat besbnlb oildI nod
llidt 9cpngt. tic an ben Saien 5ll
filhren. I'M ihr oos Meer 81 Seiacn.
olltbepeglihe @egeuitanbe crid,rcfen
mid niht," iaat Die iunae Game,
,benn Die @elt Ger 9linben lit 10
rubia, ilno bieienigen, Die bon @e-
burt al blind iino, leben IN elmer
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iiber Sosoretrruaen nit benz @lin-
ihe. Oenielben einem Sffi5ier oes
iSelolaSorctts 3l iiberaeben. alio
Nmerifo nil nitt nllein llnIeren
Sciilben Die Wuritipn lie'ern, ion.
bern aud, an inns bic Wuaen, nit
oclell llnicre. pernlittelit Der dnterls
faniidlen Mltnition gctobteteu unb
p~ernunhctcn arieacr troueportlcrt
perbcn ioGeu. 3ns iii ooh Die Spte
cillcr edit cngliid,.amerifuniiten &C.
ld)oitliden llnrcrfrorenhelt. Sh
ncroc MIDI ichr bitten, Siren autoloa
eiilcm Siiisier 5u ilbcraehcn. mcil I'M
gnrSen oelttidlen Hcihc fem Oifl5lcr
5l finoen icin miro. Der i'm nld,t nit
ihoricm Erotcit 5llrilfienoell nilroe.
SSd) perionlid, wciic Shr Nniinnen nit
Gcrahtluig 5uriid. 9ci Der inllorr.
barren elniiht, lpclf,c BORT bel Den
@llgliid) Entertainment ilbcr ocrl DC.
9riff Der 9telttrdlitGt bcrrid)t, mo mic
tic IN Der lesten hilnfelboiten Notc
Shrcs Erpiciiprs Er1iiocntcn barge
ItcQt mar. hnlten Sic SIR Inlinlcn
piclleid,t iclbit iiir rcd)t neutral.
Seicn Sic iibcr5clgt, onB mir Den
Gitgliid,. Anlerifoncrn oicic 9tclltroli-
tat nic pergeiicn ipcrbcl, mo ooB mir
bic in Der Notc cntbnltcnc Srpbluna
in ulcr Hllbe altfnehmcn. Mebr, als
ipie Nmcrifu lt1s bisber oltrd, ieillc
@oiicns mlo Mtunltlonslieicrnnaen
gcid)0oigt bot, fam cS ms bilrd, eilic
arieascrflarun9 and, llidlt lfdNigcn.
Scoenfals miirbc I'M lestercu Safe
Ser @cpiln nid)t 10 gl1rt5eno oiisfol-
len, mic bel Dem bisbcrlgcn Milni'
tionslieicrltngsgcld)oft."
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III Der Sihtiurg aelesen haben font
tcll. grts Oicicr llrlpalOsblobc iiibrtc
eill pielleidt brci Wcter breitcr met
lcrlallger Efuo bis IN Die bil9cllgc
@rasiteppc %binulls. SIS mnr Der Gin-
gang 5u DEM Ste~rbebnllie Der geual,
tiaeu Shiere, Die cin fir ms Micns
id)en rnbegreiiliher Snitinft benin
@eranllahen ocs Spbes IN Ole Stile
icner &ololid,tula lcitet, luo JIG Den
Zoo crpnrtcn. is mare cine biolos
Gid intcrciiontc ailiaobc, bicic Or
idIeinulla cIn9ehcllOer 5i iultcrllld,cn,
Bltnlul "a ma JIG beiml inoiifen Gle
fantcll bisher nid)t fannie.
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@critppinng bari niht pernnhldiiist
iuerher.

9cinen Sic az @nlli9feit, Sflpln>
beluniGaen pber Nbscironntbeit? 81.
Sings yicip yiic Hilcn lpiort gcnon,>
men, greiicn Die @%eritopfung an uro
6rineen nutilrlidcu uno lctdten
Stublgang. Sic peruridden and
feline 9eibihmcr3en. Scrnndldiii9ung
bon 9eritopinns bat uit iebr crnltc
Solsen. 8enn Sic morgen friib
gliidlider unb 5Iirieoengeitellt ailr5us
nudhen piinid)en, iolltcn Sic helltc
Nbcnb nit Der Sehanolln9 %be9imnen.
% 9cuis per Slaide.
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RET triirfidc Batter ieirc @rr,abrlrs
gen. 3~erfniritbt mn rcueppa hprtc
Der Rhote hciien 3uredt,reiiuns OH,
bat beralih I'm @cf3eihung nnh rcrs
iprad Scneruna.
Nach Der 6ein,fehr ans Der Stu4s
froats Die Mutter ieBt iteis mad, Den
bduslidcn Nrhettcn uno %iberlpdd]tc
ncreu Nustihruug.
Nbenas lberhprte Damn Der %atcr,
mas 9ernarh aciernt hattie, deiatc
3relloc On icincn Hortifrittcn, inter
licS oher a,lf e~ruitlid,en Sahel rld,t,
nenn Der Sicib bes anabcu mnngel@
bart fpur.
CORNER 8inter 500 hie lud,'teil
Mpllotc nod oft @rtunhienn9e1 bel
Sehrcr 0iln,nnu ilbcr icinen Sohn Gin
uup crfllhr an ~ieiner SrciIoc mci'1 MIR
Sutca. IA ffeillc GilGfollc 81 6dltlc
in't nod, iiren9er acriiat. pnrncn mic
i'll Der Sdlu!e, tprtcn hteic baln gan6
auf. Sriolgebciicr bredlic Bernard
quite 3eueninc nod 5alic, ionobl ii
9efroacn mic inl tSleiB.
&prens Roth aerieth unterhcilen ili>
nter ntehr nut Die ahiTili'iac Sahn.
Sic Shulitroien. hditften iid1. nobel
Der lndriitlinc S'nter lout ilbcr Die
llugcredtiafeit urb, Snrnmtci Der
@chrcr ld,ilnp1e. 3rbem belt CT Den
annbeu oii aus mmpid1tiacn @rilrncn
al 0ouie, phHc oil %bcnenten. DaB
oiterc Tcrjdlmprib Der. Sdrulc Sprt@
idritt in 2crnen .ui,moglid1 ntadlt uno
Der Srdsheit. rulb $leideiilti9fcit Der
4inber &crifub l%ciitet. Nls er eines
Cages 9chrer 6illmnun i'll ieiner @ohs
niln9 beloitigtc, I'm. ihnt %nrlpilrfc
iiber Die Sebonplun9 Icincs Sobncs .5ll
MAIDEN, mics pieicr i'm fms an Sen
Hcftcr. Bon bicicm bprte CT nun nit
Sdreden, bob Soren6 pe9cn ~leilcs
rmseSpecneu geneblnens uno narncnt>
lich ipeseu icincr flcincn Sichcrcien
Geripeiiuno bon Der Sd,ulc brohe,
menn nid)t iotort crr'tlid1e @eiIerune
bcs 8enebmens ee9en 2cbrcr mo gtita
Id)ilcr eintretc.
Cine iold,c llnehrc oil Iei1cm eins
Siocn Sobnc 81 erlcbeil, lticn Dem
Shlpiiermciitcr nm npd, bart. VI
mdd,te Soreni crnitlid)c Gpritcllmaen
aber icinc @%rnabnilngen irld,tetcn bel
Dem 5iieellpleu Snbcn ntdts mcbr, vi
n%crippttetc nm nerlaftc Den etscncI
Batter. 3u ipGt mad,te bieier Jest ntt
bitterc Griahrnna, Daft er bnrh bit
Ntisahtung Der Nuturitdt hes 9cbrers
iein eiscnes Inieben nn~tergraber
hattie.
So Sprens iit nid,t bciierte, frlirb(
er baIh nornuI bon Der Sd,lllc oers
~rrielcr,. Sein 3otcr periuftc ee r,ra
nit elmer nnberll Schrdlnnlt, uber alld
nprt that Ell nit)t gut, mn bn CT lid
lpienerhplt llnrchIiGfciten nlld1 in GRO:
bcrn, 0tnBitubc 5uld1uibcn fonumci
lics, m,lrbc er idIieSlih bon Der Se.
borhc ciner Sciicrungsuritolt iiber.
aebcir.
bernard Vinter. bon Der Sd)lllc mi,
Ghren cutio'ien. III mittierlpeile nis
@ortuerburidc bel leircm Gdter in bil
Schrc aetretcn uno rcripriGt Oil
Stiise unh Der Sroit ieincr Gltcrn 81
pcrhea. - .
Glfern unb 9ehrer miiiien imnte,
1anb in Snnb gebcn, iunit fOnncn Or.
s~iebmns uno ltntcrriht feinc gutter
Sriihtc brinsrn. Gbriitlife, oers
niiniti9e gltcrn isben oies aud, ciu
banbclu oarlodl llnb erlebcn Srellbc al
ihren ainberu. gltern, Die bieit
4fliht iuiolec nertebrtcr @%eiinnune
pecr pcrblenbet bon thorifter &iebc
unterloiien. erleben bic tr~nuri9iter
Splger, lpie uus bieic feline @eidriht(
6ei9t.
Luxemburger gazette. [volume] (Dubuque, Iowa) 1871-1918, 1915-09-09
Wsiittcr, past nuf Cure rci5baren
&iitocr aui!

Sicbcr, Slcidheit, 3dbuefnirihen
lpdbrcnb bcs Sdlaics inb bclegte
Sltrge limb Nn5eifen, bnB @ucr Sinh
Wiirmcr bat. aidnpou &prm ailler
pcrtreibt bicic ShmoroBer ifuell. Sus
Wiittel fam ohuc @efabr bel ben
ainhcrn nngelpnubt ipcrs
Den. Is III lcitt 81 llehmcn uub
criiilt eincn hreiindcu m%eoi8iuiihen
3lpcd: forbcrt Den StlIblgang, ircibt
Die Wilrmcr ans unb itdrft bcn
aDrper. Seginnt bclitc nit Der Be
bnnolung unb cnticrnt Die llriad)e Der
Hei6barfcit. % 9ents.
Luxemburger gazette. [volume] (Dubuque, Iowa) 1871-1918, 1915-09-09
glnmennb rcn.

IS giht gcmiiic 9lunen, Sic ais
%3eitnn5ci9cr iiir bic bicncll foltitelt,
Die berc1 Scbens9eipobnheitcn boob.
nhtet unlo gcnrcrft hobell, INTO lie init
giren 10 regelnl1Big boB Die Nrbciter
III mnlldem 9ailoe iid) nod ihlleit
ridtcl llllo ). =. Die 3eit bes Dtittag'
eiieils ooer Die SflltBSeit Der 9lrbeit
nnInqelt. Sn molld)e1 9c5irfen
Shottlolbs, 100 cs MIR me1igc llb.
rcu aibt, iolen Die aillber ans Der
Sdltlc entloiien merbelt, iohnlo Der
3icgcnhort ieiile gliitbcn iflicBt, mas
jeoen Sag 9cl1ait sur alelhel 3eit aes
Id)lebt. Ger @urtner zines Otilios
ltdrs hat eiltc p~olitonoigc glumen.
mir in Torm zines groben ruiloer
Beetles nit - Nbtheilunget berge.
itellt. Seoe oieier Ibtbeilunaen. pom
I bis IL, entbolt EilanSen, Die lire
Sliithen sur betreffenocn Stllloe
offncu ODER ihlleBen. So lit Die
5pcitc, oltrd, cine aroBc ii be5cihnet,
olts Snbihtsfrallt gebilOct, oos ieillc
Sliltben genoil Inn , llbr ihlleBt, II.
i. ~. @s lpnr ltid,t id1nicrig, Bill.
men 5ll finbcu, Die iif iiir Die per.
ihieoenen Stunoen eigretelL mo ii,
manhen iSGlcr lit Die Stimoen;nbl
ipgar aus mehreren 9lunlenortcn
bereeitelt. llnter ben jllr Scrnen.
Dung gefonlellen 9lunlen ~beianocu
iid) Sfneeoiiteln blauc ,3ihnrien,
9%imberne1eil, Hingelbliumelt, Sogcl.
mild mo 9lbcno. Trimeln.