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out by rushing things. She's bit diff.
ferent from the usual run of 'em."
Lydia returned to her room, passing
by the inquisitive eyes Of Mrs. Palmer
without answer.
Later She breakfast, or rather
lupehed, with the Palmer family. She
played the piano little, and then, be-
fore returning to her room, decided
she would satisfy Mrs. Palmers curl.
osity.
= "Tm going to dinner with Mr.. Brown
Of the firm," she said. Hes father
Of children-nOt young and worthless"
She laughed little.
"That's good" said Mrs. Palmer.
"But what's he doing taking you out
today? Where's his kids?"
"Away to see sick grandmother"
said Lydia, and as she said it She felt
that Mrs. Palmer nodded her head
little too understandingly. Lydia
flushed slightly.
"Now, listen, dearie," said Mrs. Pal
mer. "to a word Of mOtherly advice,
uel I'LL tIldt COIllll W SOus lhCy
think more of you when you make 'em
spend-and If he's old enough to be
father-and take you Out-he's likely
got enough of the wherewithal. Say
you like white furs. Tell him in a real
baby tone you did wish you could have
a silver mesh bag. While l promised
your mother I'd look after you, the
city's ways aren't the country's ways
leastwise, not so I'd know It, And
want to see you get on" She was
thinking secretly of new rug she
might like herself. "Just work the old
boy for all he's worth, but take my I'D.
vice. and never fall In love. They're
done with you then, and you lose inter.
est in Others"
Lydia had sat partly listening and
partly dreaming of the Thanksgiving
Mt home-the long table, her fathers
jokes the childrens ceaseless chatter
her mother hot and tired but beaming.
She arose. "Ill be careful" she said
as she bit her lip. II won't fall in
love. Don't worry. Mrs. Palmer, I'm
not so young as you might think"
She went to her room and closed her
door with bang. Then softly opened
it. An hour went by and then another
Still another passed and Lydia was
growing impatient Her hat and gloves
and coat were ready. She sat there,
nervous and shaking. At last she
heard Mrs. Palmer's shrill voice:
Lydia, Lydia"
Lydia closed the door softly and
then opened 1t nolsily. "Yes," she
called back.
'I'm just going over to see the pic.
lures for an hour I'll be back in time
to fuss you up bit for tonight. Don't
worry. I'll only be gone an hour"
"All right, thank you, Mrs. Palmer"
she called.
She waited five minutes, then ten
and at last put on her things. Quietly
she stole down the stairs. She opened
the door, looked up and down the
street and then hurrledly walked along.
II guess" she said slowly to herself,
"I'll go downtown" And she went up
the stairs to the elevated.
II suppose I'll have to eat" she
thought grimly.
Usually Rast's table d'hote was
crowded. There people were always
Catoctin clarion., 1918-11-28
Greatest Day Of Thanksgiving That
Our Beloved Nation Has Ever Known

ming to be offered. Treasure and life
will have to be poured out In unstint-
ed measure If this war Is to be won
ms it will be. The American people
should be deeply thankful that they
are called to this great service, which
Is nothing more than the return that
they owe to humanity for the wonder
full blessings that have been showered
upon them.
"That l may know the fellowship
of His sufferngs was the
prayer of the apostle. Through their
participation In the sorrow and suffer
ing of their brethren the American
people may develop purer, stronger
more exalted and spiritual life than
any they have hitherto known. The
very somberness with which the day
is enshrouded ought therefore to serve
to glorify 1t. This year, Of all years,
we are thankful not for what we have
hut for what we are able to do and
for the opportunity and will to do it.
Catoctin clarion., 1918-11-28

"Quite," said Mr.. Courtney, quietly.
II don't care much for girls, that is,
most girls"
"Hum," grunted Mr.. Brown as the
younger man left his Office. "Falling
in love, eh? She'll soon tire Of him,
whoever she may be, If he doesn't get
a smile on his face once in WHILE"
"Has Miss Johnson leftP" Mr.. Court.
ney was asking of one Of the stenOg.
raphers who was hurrying off.
eyes, left FIVE minutes ago." was the
answer.
"You haven't got her home address"
he asked.
mo, but I guess Mr.. Brown has 1t.
He keeps the addresses Of the whole
staff, you know" And she was gone.
Miss Johnson boarded with friends
her mother had met during her one
city trip-a weeks excursion which
had taken in the Hippodrome and the
Flatiron building as wonders never to
be forgotten. Usually she took her
dinner downtown at q cheap table
dhote, for Mrs. Palmer, her mothers
friend, did not care much for cooking
and besides 1t had been arranged
that way--room and breakfast, five
dollars week. But tonight she would
90 straight home without dinner, Per.
haps they would be making prepara.
tions for the great day. She bought
an evening paper, two bananas and
sweetened roll and started up the ele'
waited stairs.
She reached home and opened the
door with her latchkey. From every
indication every one was out. She
called for Mrs. Palmer but no reply
came.
Miss Johnson ate her meager repast
and then went to the kitchen for
drink Of water. Her meal had been dry
and somehow it choked her little.
Everything was so hard to swallow, Or
was 1t that the lump In her throat got
In the way9
At last ten o'clock came and Mrs.
Palmer walked in. "Oh," said Miss
Johnson, 81 came home early tonight
to know If could help you with the
dinner tomorrow. I'm going out my.
self. But mother has always said ]
was handy with the DRESSING"
"Dresslng2 Dinner?" repeated Mrs.
Palmer In amazement. "Oh, land,
child don't 60 to no fuss for Thanks.
giving! What's the use? I just says
q.
should be standing over hot stove
for hours when in no time you'd have
all the stuff ct upf' So I let's 'em
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al See You've Ordered the speclals.'
talked of the times at home-otheI
Thanksgivings.
"Do you come here often?' asked
Mr. Courtney.
almost always" she answered. u
wasn't going to come tonight, and ther
I thought l would. I've never seer
you here before"
"No, it's my first appearance, though
/ guess ! know all the other places
like this. One of the boys told me
about it at the Office. Where did yoU
think you'd go? mean tonight, If yor
hadn't come here?"
"Mr. Brown asked me to have dinner
with him. He said his wife and two
kids were up with his mother-in-law
who's sick. She lives in the country
and so he'd be all alole. I guess he
meant it kindly, but somehow | just
felt kind O. queer about going
"Thank God you did," said Mr.
Courtney with sudden burst Of re
liglous fervor "Wife and two kids
and a mother -in-law-all to fool yor
with! Why he's not even married! }
pity the poor creature who would evel
marry him. He's asked all the girls
in the office to go out with him. He
threatens to fire 'em If they don't ac'
cept, but If they're any good at theii
work he figures on business first-and
besides it would look queer to the part
nerS.
'Tve seen him eyeing you," he con-
tinued. "And I've said to myself often,
If he lays hand on her I'll Tried
to work on your hOmesickness Ugh"
Miss Johnson had turned crimson.
1--WE always been home Thanksgiving
before" she murmured again. She
had talked a good deal to Ned Court
ney in the shop and the girls had
teased her about him. But he had
never asked her out" She felt mis-
erably friendless.
"Listen," she heard him say, 1--WE
cared for you ever since you hrst
stepped into Jones & Cushing's, and
I'd like to see you step out. MY Ia
theirs ready any day to hand over the
farm to me, and the farm life IS the
real life. VIII you-will yOu-in lit
tie while, marry me? Mr.. Brown can
fire us both. Well never be at his
mercy again on Thanksgiving day.
Well have a country Thanksgiving
and we'll let the kids eat all they want
that is-later on" He grew uncom-
fortably red. He had been rushing q
little too fast.
Lydia looked at him first full mo-
ment, then looked away.
'T've always wished you cared for
me-" she said softly to the empty
table opposite.
"That's enough" said Mr.. Courtney,
"we'r make up for this, beginning with
Christmas"
Anything else?" murmured the
waiter for the third time.
ooh" said Mr.. Courtney, "black cof-
fee for two!"
Copyright. 1918. Western Newspaper Union.I
Catoctin clarion., 1918-11-28

Her to spend the Holiday win MIN.
sleep and then runs down to the dell.
catessen and gets few cold cuts and
a bit of potato salad for little extry.
Say, why don't you 60 to the pictures
more? I've been tonight to see The
Wayward Girls Return Home 1t was
sad but oh, so beautiful"
But Miss Johnson was not thinking
of the pictures. A few cold cuts and
potato salad for Thanksgiving, she
was thinking, and football game and
the theaters and movies. No family
gathering, no turkey, no pumpkin pie
and cider. No children to be allowed
on that day to eat all they wanted.
Maybe 1t was day Of national gorg-
ing, but it was family day anyway
ard 1t was Thanksgiving day.
She tried to sleep. She didn't want
to think Of the morrow. But she did,
and at the same time came the vision
of Mr.. Brown, his watery eyes leering
at her, and his pudgy hands holding
hers so she couldn't escape, and his
lips-thOse fat lips-forcing-Oh no!
She shivered and pulled the clothes
around her tighter. Why had she said
she would go? Perhaps he meant to
be kind. But he had always been a
little too kind, little too cOnsiderate,
1t seemed now.
Sometimes she had noticed strange
look on the part of Mr.. Courtney es-
pecially that afternoon. She
felt Ned Courtney thought Mr.. Brown
dictated less and talked more than
was necessary. And it bothered her.
But she was not sure, and she didn't
want to lose her job. 1t had been so
hard-beginning with everything so
new and different. OF all the men she
had met in New York she cared most
ly for Ned Courtney and his opinion.
He had seemed sincere and every one
in the Office spoke so highly Of him.
She wondered what he'd think Of this,
and then she wondered why she wished
she knew.
So she thought on. Morning came.
Her eyes were heavy. Sleep had casAe
only in snatches. She dressed hastily
and then laughed at herself for hurry
ing. She wrote home and tried to
make her letter cheerful.
Lydia Lydia Johnson!" same Mrs.
Palmer's voice from downstairs. IA
gentleman to speak to you on the
phone"
Miss Johnson went down the stairs
without hurrying. She had never &C
quired the habit of running to the tele-
phone as If it We're on fire and must
be put out by lifting the receiver.
"Hello," she said.
"Oh, good-morning, Miss Johnson"
came the voice from the other end, Il
hope 1 didn't get you up out CT bed.
No? You're not late sleeper even on
a holiday? Well, always knew you
were smart. Just thought I'd call you
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THAN KFuL ats4

TAM thankful that, lying on my bacl,
in tall. grass, atop hill, have
watched white clouds sail over
sky Of measureless blue.
am thankful that on a mOOnlit
night in the desert l have heard the
heartrending throb of an Indian chant
bearing a dying chief to heaven as
real as the desert peaks, purple and
black on the dim horizon.
| am thankful that l know New
England town, elm-shadowed, silent
with graveyard too large for It,
wherein lie men and women who be-
got the Nation in the name of God
and laid them down to die in death
less faith
! am thankful that I have seen
youngsters diving In an old swimming
hole, that / have seen lovers strolling
in April twilights, that l have smelled
sagebrush after rain, that have seen
babies take their first step, that
have known pain and death, laughter
and tears, and work with biistered
Catoctin clarion., 1918-11-28

up to tell you we'll have that turkey
tonight at six you know. I'll be around
In plenty of time. Look your sweet
est"
'Oh, thank you, Mr.. Brown. Yes, I'll
be ready little before six"
At either end the receiver was hung
up and each went off discontented.
II wonder If Pm wasting time and
money on her." meditated Mr.. Brown.
ITS all right to favor that country
idea she has Of holiday but like a
little appreciation in return. (.
But guess I've got her where l want
her. Only I'd better not lose
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VI pecally pleased" contin'
ued Mr.. Brown. "Most of
the girls welcome holiday, They can
sleep and then go out dancing with
some fine young man. Amt you got a
young man, Miss Johnson? Perhaps
you've not been long enough In the
city. Well, well, take your time.
There's lot of these youngsters who
can make love all right, all right, but
when it comes to furnishing the home
they'd have hard time doing it on
the installment plan. The salaries OF
young men amt SO big til, So days"
Mr.. Brown was manager of the
Jones & Gushing Wholesale Glass and
Crockery company. He was large
gentleman with watery blue eyes, fat
lips and pudgy hands.
~ suppose you'll be missing the old
folks, eh?" continued the gentleman.
II guess l will miss them" said Miss
Johnson, with letters and notebook In
hand. at will be the first Thanksgiv.
ing I've been away. You see l took
my course at business college last win
ter and went home for the summer"
"T0 be sure" said Mr.. Brown. "It's
only two months since you came here.
but you've won your way Into our
hearts," he added with leer.
"And know how you feel" he went
on. ",Just longing for the old folks
and the kids. How'd you like some
real turkey, eh? Well, Wen have 1t.
You're only child to me. I'm old
enough to be your father"
And with look such as no father
has ever given before or since, Mr..
Brown moved his chair little nearer
"How about Thanksgiving dinner
with me tomorrow night? My wife has
gone to see her old mother, who Is
down sick. So let's keep each other
company, eh? And have real turkey
What do you say?
even 20 to one of the swell places
where thcre'll be cranberry sauce, too
And wen hear music when we eat,
that is If we get those noiseless soup
spoons Mr.. Brown thought he was
humorous man.
81 guess I'll CO." said Miss Johnson
slowly.
"GoOd. I'll call for you at six sharp
and you have good sleep and write
home to the folks that you're going
out with Il nice safe old fatherly man
from the office" Mr.. Brown really
l. hn
old nor safe.
Miss Johnson had closed the door
and gone to put her book and letters
back in her desk. Mr.. Courtney, one
Of the statesmen and Mr.. Browns right.
hand man, had noticed slight flush
on her face as she had passed him. He
wondered If it could be possible that
Mr.. Brown had invited her to spend
the holiday with him. But the idea
vanished and just at that moment he
was called to the telephone. The other
girls had gone to the clOakroom and
Miss Johnson entered as they were
preparing for the outside world.
"What are you going to do tOmor-
row, johnny" asked Miss Marks. 1t
was the name the girls had given her.
81 don't know just yet" she an.
swered.
"Bill and 7 are going to Thanksglv-
ing ball." remarked Miss Angela Car
ter. "And I've got swell new dress
mothers making me-"
There was general discussion as to
the ways the holiday would be spent
and at the downstairs door Miss John
son separated from her companions
and went over to the elevated.
"Courtney," called Mr.. Brown.
"Yes, sir" he answered.
"Did that new shipment come in to-
day?"
mo sir" said Mr.. Courtney. II don't
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standing waiting for seats, looking an
noyed and envious Of those who were
almost finished but who took so long
over their coffee. Table d'hote diners
had no right to take so long over their
coffee, their expressions read quite
plainly. But Mr.. Rast was genial and
always held his crowds by suave
smile and a confidential manner of
saying to each customer, "I'll have
table In just moment for you"
But this evening there were few at
Rasts. The whole place looked
strangely empty.
"Plenty of tables tonight" said Miss
Johnson.
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believe well get it in until Monday
now."
ooh, all right, just wondered. Say,
young man, don't look so glum. Get a
pretty girl and go off for the day to.
morrow. You need cheering up. It's
what / need, too And I'll have it, be.
lieve me. I've got little peach for
dinner. Quite sport for an old boy.
ehw
Catoctin clarion., 1918-11-28

She used to start the week before,
Preparing for the day,
Peeling apples, cracking nuts
You know the cozy way.
Getting cook books from the shelves,
Her glasses on to see
Receipts for cooking wondrous things,
For her four boys and me.
Thanksgiving morning, when the smells
Of turkey and mince pie,
Began to steam about the house
She breathed happy sigh.
Her four boys now have gone to war,
A proud sigh strs her breast,
Her service flag sports four bright stars,
The mother bears the test.
Catoctin clarion., 1918-11-28

!
4; Il; & !: ;.,:;. s; s; :;;,: ; ;;: $ 6:
q mOmentous events when
0-Ro will be landmark for all
time to come. Be thankful that
through the blood and suffering of
three years terrible warfare the Is
sues ut last stand out sharply, and
that we are fighting on the side OF
right and against might; for democ-
racy and against autocracy and mill
tary despotiSm.
Be thankful that our great nation
has the strength and vigor, the spirit
and stamina, the men and resources
to throw into the balance at the critl-
cal time, thereby insuring victory for
justice and humanity.
Be thankful that the United States
will sit at the Peace Council, when
the time is ripe, defending the rights
of the small nations and peoples, In
sisting upon n square deal for all.
BE thankful that our land has not
been invaded, our people murdered
our cities laid waste, as have those OF
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Oh, Joy!

Dye want to show the soldier boys
How we'll we know we need 'em?
Then share with them Thanksgiving
joys
Just take 'em home and feed 'eml
Catoctin clarion., 1918-11-28

Note-All trains arriving and leaving
rhurmont scheduled from Western Mary
land station.
Note-All trains arriving AMI leaving
Frederick scheduled from Square.
Catoctin clarion., 1918-11-28

*7.1Oam S.29am 10. 52a m
"7.OOam 12.55pm 3.55pm 5OOpm 6.57pm
425" 529" $685.
DAILY. tDaily except Sunday. +Sunday
Only.
Catoctin clarion., 1918-11-28

!: :: +: q: :; : :: :: :: IS
H because we are humbly try
O--SSN- ing to be brave and self
sacrificing and virtuous. Therefore
this is by far the greatest Thanksgiv-
ing day that this nation has known.
The day, therefore. should be not only
one of thanksgiving but of consecra-
tion. The American people can now
see that there is in this world some
thing greater than the accumulation
of wealth, and that life has values
which they have not before appreci-
ated. After all our efforts to elimi-
nate pain from the world. we may
learn that pain has high dlscipln-
ary valuc-that there is such thing
as perfection through suffering.
Our sacrifice in behalf of the worlds
peace, safety and honor is just begin
Catoctin clarion., 1918-11-28
Western Maryland Ry.

Sche llle In Eject Sept. 22, 1918.
Subject to change without notice.
GOING WEST.
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FREDERICK RAILROAD
ThurmOnt Division

Schedule In Effect Sept. %, 1918.
All trains Daily unless specified
La prensa. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1913-1962, 1918-11-26
p~RESERVATIVO CONTRA
LA INFLUENZA

f. hecho de que e. URBAN'S
BALM es IN SECURE ~preservatlvo
contra Ia Influenza. queda demostra-
do cen los cieTtoS de pedidos que
tiar;amente recibimos Ge todaS las
c;udadeS dc Texas.
He aqui mo de elloS:
Sample. Texas. Urban Chemical
co. Muy senores nueStros: Iengan
Ia bordad de mandarnos Immediate
neute dos docenaS de tubos de UR-
BANS BALM: PCES CONSlDE-
RAMOS QUE ES Ell MEJOR PRE-
EENTTVO QUE HEsIOS USADO
PARA LA INFLUENZA. en- los lu-
gares donde 70 hay doctores. ASH es
Il les SuDlicamos atiendan nueStro
red;do cuanto anteS pueS tenemoS
varias ordenes Que entregar. SomoS
sus affmos. altos. Y S. 5. Sample
Mercantile Co. Los medIcoS eco
n:ienGan ei uso de URBAN'S BALM
comc IN seguro prese-ativo, eccno-
7rico : san;tario. Sc vcnde en- tubos
&c 25c. = 5Gc.. en- toIas las drogue-
rias. Hagase cIaiquier pedldo q
Urban Chemical Co., San Antonio,
TrynS t.Ady)
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ResuItadOs.

CHIMALTAN. JaIisco. Il dGeEo dc una
Grcs:c-:a dc ssta poolacion c!ogia n SenS2-
q.-sa. e. t6nico &c los uervios que t;cnc en-
T-l;ro u.1 cv.cnsa yenta- FL Ia ha uSado
g,-.nnaln,eu.c : 10 rrcomi-adZ = tndcs sus
~r.:ca:es. Dice: "Friicito l iS propietaFlos :
icpricar.ss por hsbcr lccrado tan maGnlfic"s
re-ul;sdos con cs;a medicinal maravi!!osa Gis
g tan eiicaz para librar I IN hunanidac
a- ana cruel cn;errEeiad. Rccorriendo n
Sensa-c-sa = ,oias L. personals que pacecen
afeccirreS ncrviosaE.'
L. Ss-=spc-sa . un -onico poieroso, Sc
ia.iyC de To- reryios y regeneration &C n san
&c: d.. oxcelrnses y raHidos reSuItados. de-
DIDO : sus propicdades orientaiss. en- casos
e insomnia. memcria debil. Gebilidad csre-
bral. indigestion nerv!cSa, SanEre eH1pSors-
c:,la o en- cuaiGuicra otra ciaSe &c dco!!'Gaa
n~e-y;osa. va sea mental o fiSica.
No c~oa-ierr mercurio ri cuaIquirra otra
G-s.a daHosa y reu.raIaaeute aunacnta 1! 60
be. en- ocAo Gias. Ia fuerza n~erTiaSa.
S. =aranJiza n curaci n o SO ce.Ue!ve e'
dinr-a. Sc yeuGc en- tSdas las droguerias o
81 maada, porte paEadc, 4 Sl.oo Il Gaia, ira
tamieuto complete de . csjas, por $500. por
= Brown Export Co Dept. .. - Cor
.!andt 81. New for@. y. y. fAdr.
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OTRO NEXICANO QUE CAE En-
FRANCiA.

El senior Jose Flores, que reside
en- esta ciudad en- la casa nnrlero 4l9
de la calle &c San Luis, ACADIA de re-
cihir n~oticia. que lie fue communicate
Dor Ia Secretaria dc Guerra de los
Estados Unidos. de que 81 hijo Jose
5. Flores. de - amos de edad, murio
en- uno dc los hospitales de Paris. q
consequence de las heridas recibidas
en- n de los combates en- que tomo
parte. en- ell frente occidental de ba-
talla, con las tropas americans, de
las cue formaba parte.
FL ioven Flores fut llamado a las
filas en- JUNO pr6Ximo pasado y des-
pues de alctn tempo de preparation
en- este pals, salio para Francia con
su Regimiento. Pertenecia a Ia 55a.
Division de Infanteria.. que eSta inte-
grada por j~6vencs de Texas.
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rrNERALE.s DEL SENOR EsCO-
REHUEL.A.

Aver en- Ia manana tuvo !ugar ci
orr;nrro del senior Antonio II. Escore-
hucla. cspanol de cuarenta y ocho a.
nos de cdad V residente en- Ia Gale
de Dolorosa nimero sos. que murio
el domingo en- la manana, a consecue J
cia de los @ol2es que reciblo al ser
a,rope!iado por IN automovIl en- i
e@scuina dc las GALES del Comerclo
Y Santa Maria.
ri cad;ver del senior Escorehucla,
despu6s dc habcr sido !leTado a IL
Cathedral de San Fernando tonde tU-
vieron lugar los ejercicios fdnebres
co-rcsnondientes por e. descanso de
su alma, fuG enterrado en- el Pante'h
de San Fernando.
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INCENDl0

A Ia una V media de Ia manana de
aver Sc efectuo un incendio, por eau
sas aue Sc ignoran, en- IL r~esidencia
del senior r. II. Hudson, situada en- la
esuu;na de las GALES de Garden Y
Gle.nber, consumiendo cl fucgo gran
pate de Ia casa. cuyo valor es de
cinco mil pesos. estando asegurada
unicamente en- dos mil.
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DE LA ESCUADRA CONTRA Ell
NIClO.

La poiicia que forma Ia Escuadra
contra eli vicio llev6 a caoo Ia noche
del domingo 4 luneS Ia captura de
una mujer que esta acusada de ser
noctivaga Y el resto, hombres V mu-
jeres. de vioiacion I los artieulos tres
V cuatro del Reslamento de Policia.
Cuatro de las mujeres a~ptehendidaS
fueron multadas con ounce pesos Y
n con cincuenta, quedando los hon.
bres pendientes de investigation.
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Sc JUzGA i UNOs ACUSADos

La ga. Cortc de DistTito estuvo
viendo TODD c! dia dc aver. sin ha-
be, dictado s~entencia todavia, Ia cuai
sacramento Sc dara a conocer hoy,
In causa irstruida contra James Ma
son. Sam Kelley y We!lton Pleasant.
o~uiencs estan acusados en- coneNlon
con 81 asesinato de Charlie Williams,
ouien fue muerto en- "A caile de ".
Evergreen. cl dia s de Mario de! a
10 en- curse.
Todos los actorcs de esta TRACE
iia son negvoS.