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    THE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE, NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA.
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CHAPTER XXVI Continued.
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A poop at Wolf Larson showed mo
that ho had not movod. A bright
thought struck mo. I stolo into hla
stato room and possessed myself of
his rovolvors. Thoro wcro no other
weapons, though I thoroughly ran
Backed tho throo remaining state
rooms. To mako sure, I returned and
wont through tho stoerago and foro
oastlo, and In tho galloy gathered up
all tho sharp meat and vcgctablo
knives. Thon 1 bethought mo of tho
groat yachtman's knlfo ho always car
ried, and I camo to him and spoko to
him, first softly, then loudly. Ho did
not movo. 1 bont over and took It
from his pockot. I brenthed moro
frooly. Ho had no arms with which
to attack mo from a dlstanco; whllo I,
armed, could always forestall him
should ho attempt to grapplo mo with
bis torrlblo gorilla arms.
Filling a coffoo pot and frying pan
with part of my plundor, and taking
omo chlnawaro from tho cabin pan
try, I loft Wolf Larson lying In tho
sun and went ashoro.
Maud was still nslcop. I blew up
tho ombors (wo had not yet arranged
winter kitchen) and qulto feverish
ly cooked tho breakfast. Toward tho
isnd, I heard her moving about within
(ho hut, making her toilet. Just as all
was ready and tho coffoo poured, tho
dbor opened and Bho camo forth.
"It's not fair of you," was her greet
ing. "You aro usurping ono of my
prerogatives. You know you agreed
that tho cooking should bo mlno,
and"
"But Just this onco," I pleaded.
"If you promiso not to da It again,"
aho smllod. "Unless, of courso, you
have grown tired of my poor efforts."
To my dollght alio novor onco looked
toward tho boacb, find I maintained
tho bantor with such guccoss that all
unconsciously Bho sipped coffoo from
tho china cup, ato fried evaporated
potatoos, and sproad martaalado on
nor biscuit. Out It could not last. I
Baw tho. surprlso that camo over her.
Sho had dlscovorod tho china plato
from which sho was eating. Sbo
looked over tho breakfast, noting do
tal! after detail, Thon sho looked at
mo, and hor faco turned slowly to
ward tho beach.
"Humphroyl" sho cried,
Tho old unnamablo 'error mounted
into hor oyos,
"Is ho ?" sho quavorcd.
I noddod my head.
CHAPTER XXVII.
Wo waited nil dny for Wolf Larson
to como ashore. It was an lntolorablo
porlod ot anxiety. Each moment ono
or tho othor of us cast expoctant
glances toward tho Ghost. But ho did
not como. Ho did not ovon appear
on deck.
"Perhaps it Is his hcadacho," 1 Bald.
"I loft htm lying on tho poop. Ho may
.llo thero all night, I think I'll go
and. soo."
Maud looked entreaty at mo.
"It 1b all right," I assured hor. "I
shall tako tho rovolvors. You know
r colloctod ovory weapon ou board,"
I "But thero aro his arms, his hands,
ha torrlblo, torrlblo hands!" she ob
jected. And thon sho cried, "Oh, Hum
phroy, I am afraid of him! Don't go
I plnnso don't go!"
Sho rosted hor hand nppoallngly on
mlno, and sout my pulso fluttering.
My heart was suroly In my oyos for a
moment. Tho dear and lovoly woman I
And sho was so much tho woman,
clinging and appoallng, sunshine and
dow to my manhood, rooting it doopor
and sanding through it tho sap ot a
aiow strength. I was for putting my
-arm around her, na whon In tho door
of tho hut; hut I considered, and re
trained. I -"I shall not tako any risks," 1 said.
Tll merely peep ovor tho bow and
soo."
Sho prossod my hand earnestly and
let mo go. But tho spaco on deck
whoro 1 had loft him lying waB va
cant. Ho had ovldently gon,o below.
That night wo stood aUornato watches,
ne ot up sleeping at a time; for thero
was no tolling what- Wolf Larsen
might do. Ho was certainly capablo
f anything.
Tho noxt day wo waited, and the
next, and ntlll ho mad' no sign.
"Throo headaches of his, theso at
tacks," Maud said, on tho attornoon
ef tho fourth day; "porhaps ho Is 111,
Very ill. Ho may bo dead."
I waited, Bmlltng Inwardly at tho
woman of hor which compollod a boIIC'
Itude for Wolf Larson, of all croatures.
Whero was her solicltudo for mo, I
thought for mo whom sho had been
Afraid to have merely poop aboard?
Bho was too subtle not to follow tho
trend of my sllonco. And sho was aB
direct as sho waB subtlo.
"You must go aboard, Humphrey,
and find out," sho said. "And If you
want to laugh at mo, you bavo my
consent and forgiveness."
I aroso obediently and wont down
tl beach.
. ''Do bo careful," sho called after mo,
' graved my arm from the forocastlo
Head and dropped down to tho deck.
1 tock off my shoos and wont riotoa
5umIJ Aft la my stocking feet. Cau
tlously descending, I found tho cabin
desortcd. Tho door to his stateroom
was closed. At first I thought of
knocking, thon t rcmemborod my oi
tenslblo errand and resolved to carry
it out. Carefully avoiding nolso, I
lifted tho trapdoor in tho floor and sot
it to ono sldo. Tho slop chost, as woll
as tho provisions, was stored In tho
lazaretto, and I took advantago of tho
opportunity to lay in n stock of under
clothing. Ah I omorged from tho lazaretto 1
heard sounds in Wolf Larscn's stato
room. I crouched and listened. Tho
doorknob rattled. Furtivoly, Instinct
Ivoly, I slunk back behind tho tablo
and drew and cocked my rovolvcr.
Tho door swung open and ho camo
forth. Never hod I soon bo profound
a despair as that which I saw on his
faco tho faco of Wolf Larson tho
fighter, tho Btrong man, tho lndoml
tablo ono. For all tho world llko a
woman wringing hor hands, ho raised
hla clenched lists and groaned. Ono
(1st unclosed, and tho open palm
swept across his oyos as though
brushing away cobwobs.
"God! God!" ho groaned, and tho
clenched fists woro raised again to tho
infinite despair with which hla throat
vibrated.
-It was horrible. I was trembling
all over, and I could fool tho shivers
running up and down my splno and
tho sweat standing out on my foro
head. Suroly thero can bo llttlo In
this world moro awful than tho spec
taclo of a strong man In tho moment
when ho Is uttorly weak and brokon.
But Wolf Larson rogalned control
of himself by nn exertion of his ro-
markablo will. And it was exertion.
His wholo framo shook with tho strug
gle Ho caught his breath once or
twlco and sobbod. Then ho was sue
cossful. I could have thougtit him
thp old Wolf Larson, and yet thoro
was In his movomcnts a vaguo sug
gcstlon of weakness and Indecision
He started for tho companlonway, and
stopped forward qulto as I had been
accustomed to soo him do; and yet
again, In his very walk, thoro seomod
that suggestion of weakness and Indo
cislon.
I roso swiftly to my feet, and, I
know, qulto unconsciously assumed a
defiant attitudo. Ho took no notlco
of mo. Nor did ho notlco tho opon
trap. Boforo I could grasp tho altua
tion, or act, ho had walked right into
tho trap. Ono foot was descending into
tho opening, whllo tho other foot was
just on tho vorgo of beginning tho up
lift. But whon tho descending foot
Ho Shoved the Slide Part, Way Back
and Rested Hla Arms In It.
mls'BOd tho solid flooring nnd folt va
enncy bancath, It was tho old Wolf
Larson nnd tho tlgor muscles that
mado tho falling body spring across
tho oponlng, ovon as It foil, bo that
ho struck on his chest and stomach,
with arms outstretched, on tho floor
of tho opposlto sldo. Tho next In
stunt ho had drawn up his legs and
rollod oloar. But ho rolled into my
marmalado and underclothes and
against tho trapdoor.
Tho expression ou his faco was ono
of complete comprehension. But bo
foro I could guess what ho had com
prohonded, ho had dropped tho trap
door Into placo, closing tho lazaretto,
Thon I understood. Ho thought ho had
mo Insido. Also, ho was blind, blind
as a bat. I watched him, breathing
carefully bo that ho should not hear
mo. Ho stoppod quickly to hla stato
room. I saw his hand miss tho door
knob by an inch, quickly fumblo for
It, and find it. This was my chnnco.
I ttptood across tho cabin and to tho
top ot tho stairs. Ho camo back,
dragging a heavy soa chost, which ho
deposited on top of tho trap. Not
content with this, ho fotchod a second
chest and placed it on top ot tho first.
Thon ho gathorod up tho marmalado
and undorclothos and put them on tho
tablo. Whon ho started up tho com'
panionway, I rotrcatod, sllontly roll
ing ovor on top ot tho cabin.
He shoyed tho slldo part way back
and rested Ills firms ou it, kJa body
still In tho companlonway. Ills atti
tudo was of ono looking forward the
length of tho schoouor, or staring,
rnthor, for his oyos wcro fixed and
unblinking. I was only flvo feet away
and directly in what should havo boon
his lino of vision. It was uncanny. 1
felt mysolf a ghost, what of my Invis
ibility. I wavod my hand back and
forth, of courso without effect; but
when tho moving Bhadow fell across
his faco I saw at onco that no was
susceptlblo to tho impression. His
face becamo moro expectant and tonso
as ho tried to analyzo and Identify
tho Impression.
Giving over his attempt to deter
mine tho shadow, ho stopped on dock
and Rtnrtcd forward, walking with a
swiftness and confidence which sur
prised me. And still thoro was that
hint of tho feebleness of tho blind In
hln walk. I know It now for what it
was.
To my amused chagrin, ho discov
ered my shoos on tho forccastlo head
and brought them back with him Into
tho galloy. I watched him build tho
flro and Bet about cooking food for
himself; thon I Btolo Into tho cabin
for my marmalado nnd underclothes.
slipped back past tho galloy, and
cllmbod down to tho bench to deliver
my barofoot report.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
"It's too bad tho Gho3t has lost her
masts. Why, wo could sail away In
hor. Don't you think wo could,
Humphrey?"
I sprang excitedly to my foot.
"I wonder, I wonder," 1 repeated,
pacing up and down.
Maud's oyes wcro shining with an
ticipation as thoy followed me. Sho
had such faith In mo! And tho
thought of it was so much addod pow
er. I romcmborcd Mlcholet's "To mnn,
woman Is as tho earth was to her
legendary son; ho has but to fall
down and kiss her breast and ho Is
strong again." For tho first tlmo I
know tho wonderful truth of his
words. Why, I was living them. Maud
was nil this to mo, nn unfailing sourco
of strength and courago. I had but
to look nt hor, or think of her, and bo
strong ngaln..
It can bo dono, It can bo dono," I
was thinning ana asserting aloud.
"What men havo dono, I can do; and
If thoy havo never dono this boforo,
still I can do It."
"What? for goodness sake," Maud
demanded. "Do bo merciful. What Is
It you can do?"
"Wo can do It," I amended. "Why.
nothing olso than put tho masts back
into tho Ghost and sail away."
"Humphrey!" Bho exclaimed.
And I felt aB proud of my conception
as It it wero aircauy a tact acconi
pllshod.
"But how Is it possible to bo dono?"
sho asked.
"I don't know," was my answor. "I
know only that I am capablo of doing
anything those days."
I smiled proudly at hor too proud
ly, for Bho dropped hor eyes and was
for tho momont silent.
"But thero la Captain Larson,", sho
objected.
'Blind and helpless," I answered
promptly, waving mm asido as a
straw.
"But tlioso torrlblo hands of his!
You know how ho loapod across tho
opening of tho lazarotto."
"And you know also how I crept
about and avoided him," I contondod
gayly.
"And lost your shoos."
"You'd hardly expect them to avoid
Wolf Larson without my feet insido of
them."
Wo both laughed, and then went
seriously to work constructing tho
plan whereby we wero to stop the
masts of tho Ghost and roturn to tho
world. Maud stood sllontly by my
Bldo, whllo I evolved in my mind tho
contrivance- known among Bailors as
"shoarB." But, though known to
Bailors, 1 Inyonted it thero on En
doavor island. By crossing nnd lash
ing tho onds of two spars, and then
elevating them In tho air llko an In
verted "V," I could got a point above
tho deck to which to mako fast my
linlnMni' tnrltln. fn lliln hnlntlni?
. ........ . "
. i .1 i . i i i.
ihckiu i cuuiu, u uuuumuiry, UUUCU u
second hoisting tacklo. And thon thoro
was tho windlass I
Maud saw that I had achieved a
solution and hor oyos warmed sympa
thotlcally,
"What are you going to do?" sho
askod.
"Clear that rnfllo," I answered.
pointing to tho tangled wrockago over
sldo.
Ah, tho doclslvenoss, the very
touud of tho words, was good In my
oars. "Clear that rafllol" Imaglno so
salty a phraso on tho lips ot tho Hum
phrey Van Woyden ot a few months
gonol
Thoro must havo boon a touch of
tho molodramatio In my poso and
volco, for Maud smllod. Hor Bonso of
humor waB roally tho artist's instinct
for proportion.
"I'm euro 1'vo hoard It boforo; somo
whoro. in books," sho murmured gloo-
fully.
I had an InBtlnct for proportion my
self, and I collnpsod forthwith, de
scending from tho dominant poso ot a
mastor ot matter to a Btato ot hum-
bio contusion which was, to oay tho
least, vory miserable.
Her hand leaped out at onco to
mlno.
"I'm so sorry," Bho said.
"No neod to bo," I gulpod. "It does
mo good. Thero's too much ot tho
schoolboy in mo. All of which Is
neither horo nor thero. What wo'vo
got to do is actually and literally to
cloar that radio. If you'll como with
mo in tho boat, wo'U got to work and
straighton things out."
"'When tho topmen clear tho radio
with their claapknlvos In their
tooth,'" sho quoted at mo; und for
tho rest of tho afternoon wo mado
morry over our labor.
Hor task was to hold tho boat In po
sition whllo I worked at tho tangle.
And such a tnnglo halyards, shoeta,
guyB, downhauls, shrouds, stays, all
washed about nnd back nnd forth and
through, and twined and knotted by
tho sea. 1 cut no moro than was noc-
essary, nnd what with passing the
long ropes under and around tho
booms and masts, of unreovlng the
halyards and sheets, or coiling down
In tho bont nnd uncoiling in order to
pass through another knot In tho
bight, I was soon wet to tho skin.
Tho sails did roqutro somo cutting,
and tho canvas, heavy with water,
tried my Btrongth severely; but I suc
ceeded boforo nightfall In getting it
all spread out on the beach to dry. Wo
woro both very tired whon wo
knocked off for supper, and wo had
dono good work, too, though to tho oyq
it appeared insignificant.
Next morning, with Maud as able
assistant, I went into tho hold of tho
Ghost to elenr tho stops of the mast
The Sound of His Voice Made Maud
Quickly Draw Close to Me.
butts. Wo had no moro than begun
work when tho sound of my knocking
and hammering brought Wolf Larson.
Hollo below!" ho cried down tho
opon hatch.
Tho sound of hla volco mado Maud
quickly draw closo to mo, as for pro
tection, and Bho rested ono band on
my arm whllo wo parleyed.
"Hollo on deck," I replied. "Good
morning to you."
"What aro you doing down thero?"
ho demanded. "Trying to scuttlo my
ship for mo?"
"Quito tho opposite; rm repairing
hcr," was my answor.
"But what In thundor aro" you re
pairing?" Thoro was puzzlement in
his voice.
. "Why, I'm getting ovorythlng ready
for rostopping tho masts," I replied
easily, as though It wcro tho simplest
project Imaginable.
"It seoms ns though you ro standing
on your own legs at last, Hump," wo
heard him say; and thun for some
timo ho was silent.
"But I say, Hump," ho called down,
"you can't do It."
Oh, yes I can," I retorted. "I'm do
ing It now."
"But this Is my vossel, my particu
lar property. What if I forbid you?"
"You forgot," I replied. "You are no
longer the biggest bit of tho fcrment
You woro, onco, and ablo to eat mo,
as you woro pleased to phrase It; but
thoro has been a diminishing, and i
am now ablo to oat you. Tho yeast
has grown stalo."
Ho gave a short, dlsagroeable
laugh. "I boo you're working my phi
losophy back on mo for all It is worth,
But don't mako tho mlstako ot under
estimating mo. For your own good 1
warn you."
"Slnco when havo you become a
i.iinrihrnnlq(-?" T nunrlnd. "ConffiSH
" ,n wnrnInc mo for my own cood.
' .' ..
i tiio, vnu nrn vorv iiicuiibiuiuiil.
i . - - -
Ho ignored my Barcasm, saying,
"Supposo I clap tho hatch on, now?
You won t fool me as you did In tho
lazarotto."
(TO UB CONTINUED.)
Horrors at Home.
'Tho football tournament between
tho teams of Harvard and Yalo, re
cently held In America, had torrlblo
results. It turned Into an awful butch
ery. Ot twenty-two participants, seven
wero so eovercly Injured that they had
to bo carried from tho field In a dying
condition. Ono player had his back
brokon. another lost an eye, nnd a
third lost a leg. Both toams appeared
upon tho field with a crowd of ambiv
lancca, Burgeons, and nurses, Many
ladloa fainted at tho awful cries ot tho
tntured nlayers. Tho Indignation ot
the spectators was powerful, but they
wero so terrorized that thoy wero
afrna to leavo tho field."
Ono wonders whether tho Munchon
er Nachrlchton, which prlntod tho foro
going In its columns In tho year 1893
would havo had room for it last rail.
Now York Trlbuno.
Family Pride.
"Our ancestors camo over in tho
Mayflowor," proudly announced llttlo
MIbb Uppson of Boston.
"Pshaw, that b nothing," retorted tho
llttlo miss from Indianapolis. "Our
ancostors woro tho original settlors in
tho Garden of Eden,"
Varieties of Siamese Rice.
Moro than forty varlotios ot rice
aro cultivated In Slam, ono ot which
ripens In 70 days from planting and
others In six months.
THREE CLASSES OF HIGHWAYS
Classification Is Prime Step In Fed
eral Aid to Good Roads, Says
Congressman Borland.
With various bills boforo congress
for fcdornl aid to road building tho
classification of highways so that
important through routes may bo out
lined clearly from tho country's mazo
of thoroughfares of ono kind or an
other, becomes a question of moro
and moro Interest. Congressman W.
P. Borland of Missouri, a good-roads
ndvocato, has expressed hlmsolt on
this subject as follows:
"It will bo necessary, In my judg
ment, to classify all existing high
ways into nt least thrco classifications.
Tho first class is that ot tho groat
cross-stnto or interstate highways.
Tho second consists of tho main
feedora or great country roads;
and third, tho by-roads, local roads
or lanes. Theso various classes of
roads should bo built, Improved and
maintained with a view to tho
amount of traffic that thoy can bear
and must bear. Tho first class should
bo of tho most permanent and scien
tific construction. Tho second class
could bo of a less expcnslvo nature
and would need Icsb maintenance.
Tho third class could ho Improved
only to tho extent that tho community
required. Tho expense of building
and maintaining theso roads should
bo distributed upon the same basis.
"Tho roads of tho first class should
bo supported by tho taxing powor ol
a largo area ot country. Tho second
class of roads should also havo a
wldo taxing power at least co-exten-
bIvo with tho county and possibly
with a group of counties or with
some stato aid. This would leave
Improved Road in Missouri.
tho small road district or local com
munlty only tho burden of tho smaller
or purely local roads. However much
politicians may twiBt and turn and
argue about tho question wo must
eventually como to somo scientific
Bolution of tho problem. I realize that
when wo begin to talk about real road
improvement political difficulties ot
all kinds aro encountpred; what tho
people will demand in tho noxt fow
onra In this country Is good roads
and not politics."
BETTER ROADS ARE FAVORED
Stato of Iowa la Lauded by Depart
ment of Agriculture as Model In
Construction of Roads.
Iowa is lauded by tho department ot
agriculture as a modol road builder. In
Iowa a measuro ot control over high
way construction has been given to
tho stato, and a comparison with tho
results obtalnod when tho supervision
rested entirely with tho counties
shows that Btato control Is tho best
Indiana neods some form of central
ized power over highway construction
and maintenance In isolated cases it
la oxcollont. "Wayne county, for in
stance, has a capablo superintendent
of roads, and its highways aro models,
But this does not obtain ovor tho
wholo stato. Richmond Palladium.
Dirt Roads In United States.
Two million miles of dirt roads
havo been built in tho United States
Tho total length of public roads of
all kinds in this country Is estimated
at 2,260,000 rjlles.
Roads Indicate Prosperity.
In regions whoro tho roads havo
been Improved tho farmers aro tho
most prosperous and community llfo
has boon developed. In regions whoro
tho roads have not been improved, tho
schools, tho churches and all other
civilizing agencies havo run down.
Roads as Indicators.
If a country Is stagnant, tho condi
tion ot tho roads will indicate tho
fact; it a people havo no roads, thoy
aro savages.
Look and Feel
Clean, Sweet and
Fresh Every Day
Drink a glass of real hot water
before breakfast to wash
out poisons.
Llfo In not merely to llvo, but to
llvo well, eat well, dlgost woll, work
woll, oloop well, look woll. What a
glorious condition to attain, and yet
how very easy it la If ono will only
adopt tho morning insido bath.
Folko who aro accustomed to fool
dull and heavy whon thoy arlso, split
ting headacho, stuffy from a cold, foul
tonguo, nasty breath, acid stomach,
can, Instead, fool as frosh as a daisy
by opening tho slulcos of tho system
each morning and flushing out the
wholo of tho lntornal poisonous stag
nant matter.
Everyone, whothor ailing, sick or
well, should, oach morning, boforo
breakfast, drink a glass of real hot
water with a toaspoonful of limestone
phosphato in It to wash from the
stomach, liver, kldnoys and bowols tho
provious day's Indigestible waste, sour
bile and poisonous toxins; thus cleans
lng, sweotonlng and purifying tho on
tiro alimentary tract before putting
moro food into tho stomach. Tho ac
tion of hot water and limestone phos
phato on au empty stomach is wonder
fully invigorating. It cleans out all the
sour fcrmontatlons, gases, wasto and
acidity and gives ono a splendid ap
petite for breakfast. While you aro
enjoying your breakfast tho wotor and
phosphato iff quietly extracting a largo
volume of water from tho blood and
gottlug ready for n thorough flushing
of all tho insido organs.
Tho millions of people who aro both
ered with constipation, bilious spoils,
stomach trouble, rheumatism; others
who havo sallow skins, blood disor
ders and sickly complexions aro urged
to get a quarter pound of limestono
phosphato from any store that handles
drugs which will cost vory llttlo, but
1b sufficient to make anyone a pro
nounced crank on the subjoct of In
ternal sanitation. Adv.
A Largo Measure of Success.
"Doctor, how many times havo you
operated for appendicitis?"
"Oh, at least fifty times. I should
say.
"And how many cases have you'
lost?"
"Only two. Ono of them went Into
bankruptcy and the other died with
out leaving n dollar."
Accent on the Box.
"John," said his wife, "wasn't that
a good box of cigars I gave you for a
birthday present?"
"As a matter of fact, my dear," re
plied her husband, "I novor Baw a bet
ter box."
This world has no lovo for tho lover
who loves only himself.
HUSBAND OBJECT
TO OPERATION;
Wife Cured by Lydia Ei
Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound
"J-
Den Moines, Iowa. "Four years ago
I waB very sick and my Ufa was nearly
spent. Tho doctors
stated that I would
never get well with
out an operation
and that without it
I would not live one
year. My husband
objected to any
operation and got
mo Bomo of Lydia E.
Pinkham's Vegeta
ble Compound. I took
it and commenced
to get better and am now well, am
stout and able to do my own housework.
I can recommend tho Vegetable Com
pound to any woman who is sick and
run down as a wonderful strength and
health restorer. My husband says I
would have been in my gravo cro thia
if it had not been for your Vegetable
Compound." Mrs. Blanche Jeffer
son, 703 Lyon St, Des Moines, Iowa.
Boforo submitting to a surgical opera
tion it is wiso to try to build up the
female system and cure its derange
ments with Lydia E. Pinkham's Vege
table Compound; it has saved many
women from surgical operations.
"Write to the Lydia JS. Pinkham
Medicine Co., Lynn, Mass., for
edvice It will bo confidential.
The Army of
Constipation
I Growing Smaller Every Dy.
CARTER'S LITTLE
LIVER PILLS are
responsible- they
not only give rene:
they perma-
nentlycureCoa-j
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Hons use,
them for
Biliousness.
Ingestion, Sick Htadtcle, Sallow Sldo.
SMALL PILL, SMALL DOSE, SMALL PRICE.
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