NORTH PLATTE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE.
By
0f Booth Tarkington
CopyrUht by Dnbletay, rga & Company,
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"AUTOMOBILES ARE A USELESS NUISANCE."
Synopsis. Mnjor Amberson has mnde a fortunes In 1873 when other people
were loslnff fortunes, and the magnificence of the Ambersons began then.
Major Amberson laid out a 100-ncre "development," with roads and statuary,
and In tho center of a four-aero tract, on Amberson avenue, built for himself
the most magnificent mansion Midland City had ever seen. When the major's
daughter married young "Wilbur Mlnafcr the neighbors predicted that as Isabel
could never really love Wilbur all her love would be bmtowed upon the
chlldron. There is only one child, however, George Amberson MInafer, and
his upbringing and his youthful accomplishments as a mischief maker are
quite In keeping with tho most pessimistic predictions. By the time George
goes away to college he does not attempt to conceal his belief that the
Ambersons nro about the most Important family In the world. At a ball
given In hla honor when he returns from collego, Oeorge monopolizes Lucy
Morgan, a stranger and the prettiest girl nrenent, and gets on famously with
nor until ho learns that a "queer looking duck" at whom he had been poking
much fun, Is tho young lady's father. Ho Is Eugene Morgan, a former resident
of nigburg, and ho Is returning to erect a factory and to build horseless
carriages of his own Invention. Eugene had been an old admirer ( Isabel
and they had been engaged when Isabel threw him over because of a youthful
Indiscretion and married Wilbur MInafer. Goo e makas rapid progress In
his courtship of Lucy. A cotillion helps their qualntanco along famously.
Their "friendship" continues during his absuin'CH at college. George and
Lucy become "almost engaged." There Is a family quarrel over a division
of property which reveals that both Gcorgo'a Aunt Fanny and George's mother
nre more or less Interested In Kugeno Morgan. George's father dies. George
Is graduated. He and Lucy remain "almost engaged." George announces to her
his Intention to be a gentleman of leisure.
CHAPTER XII Continued. I
9
"Whnt Irlnil?"
"Whatever appeals to me," ho said.
Lucy looked at him with grieved
wonder. "But you really don't menn
to have any regular business or pro-
fcsslon at nil?"
"I certainly do not I" Gcorgo re-
turned promptly and emphatically.
I was afraid so," she said In a low
voice.
Gcorgo continued to breathe deep
ly throughout another protracted in
terval of silence. Then ho said,
"Tour father Is a business man "
"He's a mechanical ccnlus." Lucy
Interrupted quickly. "Of courso he's
both. And he was a lawyer once
he's dono all sorts of things."
"Very well. I merely wished to ask
If It's his influence that makes you
think I oucht to 'do' Rnmrthlne?"
Lucv frowned sllnhtW. "Whv. I
sunnoBo almost evervthlne I think or
av must bo owlnc to his Influnncn
" - -
in ono wnv or another. Wo haven't
had anybody but each other for so
many years, and wo always think
about alike, so of pnnrw "
"Inim!" Ami finnW lirntv ilnrV.
, w , . I
nod with resentment. "So that's it,
Is it? Tt'n vnnr fnthnr'a l.inn Hint t
- - raw ....... ....... I
oiurht in trn Into lutatnnua nml tlint
vnn nni?liln't in tin nfrnn,1 in ,n
O O- - I
until I do."
Lucy gave n start, her denial was
o quick. "No I 1'vo never onco spo-
Iron in lilm nlintif It M I
George looked at her keenly, and
" ...... v ,IVTU t I
ho Jumped to a conclusion not far
fmm tha truth n.,t i,.
out tnlklng to him that it's tho way
. . "w "MJ 1
no does feel about It? I see."
Klin nmlilml n-rnniv Vno
Onnrirn'B lirnw rnr AnrXmr. etlll
" " " r .7 avm. i
Tn mil tlilnlr TM h m,.M. t .!
. ... . I Fl. . .. I
no sam slowly, "ir I let any other
mnn illetntn tn mn mir mvn wnv nt
Ufo?"
"Gcorgo I
Who's dictating ypur
"It seems to mo It amounts to that 1"
"Oh, No 1 1 only
7 know how papa thinks
about things. IIo's never, never sno
ken unkindly or 'dlctutlngly' of you."
iter lace was so touching In Its dis
tress that for tho moment Georgo for.
got his anger. IIo seized that small,
troubled hand.
"Lucy," ho said huskily. "Don't
you know that I love you?"
"Yes I do."
"Don't you love me?"
"Yes I do."
"Then what does It matter lrliat
your father thinks about my doing
something or not doing anything? IIo
has his way, and I have mine. Why,
look at your father's best friend, my
Uncle George Amberson he's novcr
dono anything In his life, and"
"Oh, yes, ho has," sho Interrupted.
"lie was In politics,
"Well, I'm glad he's out," Gcorgo
ald. "Politics Is a dirty business for
a gentleman, nnd Undo Georgo would
toll you that himself. Lucy, let's not
talk any moro about It. Let mo tell
mother when I get homo thnt wo'ro
engnged. Won't you, dear?"
Sho shook her head. "No," sho
said, nnd gave him a sudden llttlo
look of renewed gnyety. "Let's let It
stay 'almost.'"
"Because your father "
"OJi, because it's hotter I"
George's volco shook. "Isn't it your
father?"
"It's his Ideals I'm thinking of
ya-
Georgo dropped her hand abruptly
anu anger uarroweu Ills eyes. "I know
wnai you menu,- no sniu. "i uaro say
1 aon-t caro ror your rotner's meals
wiy more man no uoes ror mmo r
no tightened tho reins, Pendcnnls
quickening eageriy to tno trot; ami
wiieu ueorKo jumpcu uui ot uio ruua-
duui ueioro nucy n giuc, anu assisieu
her to descend, tho silence in which
they parted was tho samo that hud bu-
gun when Pendcnnls began to trot.
aim.
Georgo went driving tho next after-
ooon alono and, encountering Lucy
and her father on tho roud, In ono of
Horgun's cars, lifted his hat, but no
wise relaxed his formal countcnanco
as they passed. Eugeno waved a cor
M baud quickly returned to tho
steering wheel; but Lucy only nodded
gravely and smiled no more than
Cnnrfn 11,1 Nm. .11,1 tli ,....,.,.
Eugene to the Major's for dinner the
following Sunday evening, though
both were bidden to attend that feast,
which was already reduced In num
bcrs and gayety by the absence of
George Amberson. Eugeno explained
to his host that Lucy hud gone away
to visit a school friend.
Tho Information, delivered in tho
library, Just boforo old Sam's appear
nnr tn nn,,m,nM ,iinn.. cf xti..
... . ' "
MInafer in quite a flutter. "Why.
Georgol" she said, turning to her
nonhow. "now ilnos it linnnon vnn
didn't tell us?" And with both hands
opening, ns If to exnrcss her Innocence
of some consnlracv. sho exclaimed to
tho others: "He's never said ono word
to us about Lucy's planning to go
awnvl"
"Probably nfrald to." tho Malor sue-
gested. "Didn't know but ho might
break down and cry if he tried to
I
speak of Itl" no clapped his grandson
on tho shoulder, inquiring Jocularly :
red ennunli to lustlfv tlm Mnlnr's iln.
I
veloplng a chuckle Into laughter;!
thoueh Miss Fnnnv. observing her
" - v i
nenhow keenlv. cor. nn ImnroKHlon that
--
li s flnrv blush wns n truth morn flnrv
than tender.
After tho arrival of coffee tho Ma-
Nor was rallying Eugeno upon somo
riVni niltOlnO 1110 RIlOnH lfllPIV ltllllt 111
I
a suburb, and already promising to
flourish.
"I Slinnosn t inv' otPr ilrlvn vnn
out of tho business," said tho old gen-
.. .... - ..... I
ticman, "or eiso tno two or you n unvo
nil tho rest of us off tho streets ."
"Tf vn tin wn'll .von tlilntra im liw
mnlfltir. tlm otrnola flvn nr tn tlmna
us long as they nro now," Eugeno re-
Hirnoil.
"llow do you propose to do that?"
Tt lan't tlm ,uBtn,.n fmm tim no,,.
ter of a town that counts." said Eu-
geno; "it's tho tlmo it takes to get
LQ Dearl Sno Sa'd 4ihat Dd
Vnn Mr.?"
.
thero. This town's already spreading;
bicycles und trolleys have been doing
their share, but tho autmnobllo Is
going to carry city Btreets clear out to
tho county line."
The Major was skeptical. "Dream
on, fair son l" ho said. "It's lucky for
us that you'ro only dreaming; because
if people go to moving that far. real
estate values in tho old residence part
6f town aro going to bo stretched pret-
ty nun."
"rm afraid so," Eugeno assented,
"Unless you kcop things so bright nnd
clean that tho old section will stnv
10ro attractive than tho new ones,"
"Not vory likely l How aro things
going to bo kopt 'bright and clean'
with soft coal and our kind of city
government?"
"Thoy aren't," Eugano replied aulck
ly. "There's no hope of it, and al
ready the hoarding house Is marching
up National avenue. My relatives, the
Sharons, have sold their house nnd arc
building in the country at least, they
call It 'the country.' It will be city
In two or three years."
Good gracious!" the Major ex-
clulmed, affecting dlsmny. "So your
little shops nre going to ruin all your
old friends, Eugene I"
"Unless my old friends take warn
ing In time, or nhollsh smoke nnd get
a now kind of city government."
"Well, well!" tho Major laughed.
You hnve enough faith In miracles,
Eugene granting that trolleys nnd bi
cycles and automobiles arc miracles.
So you think they'ro to change the
face of the land, do you?"
"They'ro already doing It, Major;
and it can't bo stopped. Automo
biles" At this point he was Interrupted.
Gcorgo was tho Interrupter. He had
said nothing since entering the dining
room, but now ho spoke in n lond nnd
peremptory voice, using the tone of
?,ne ,n thorlty who checks Idle prat
tie and settles a matter forever.
"Automobiles nro n useless nuis
ance," he said.
There fell a moment's silence.
Isabel gazed Incredulously at
George, color slowly heightening upon
her checks and temples, while Fanny
:v"tcl'"I hmlta, aujck eagerness,
her eyes alert and bright. But Eugeno
cemcd merely quizzical, as if not tak
Ing tills brusqucrlo to himself.
Inrr tliln hriisnnnrln in lilmenlf Tho
Major was seriously disturbed.
"What did you say, George?" he
nsk0(1, though George had spoken but
100 utincnj-,
1 fin,a n'1 automobiles were a
nuisance," Gcorgo answered, repeating
not only tho words but tho tone In
which ho had uttered them. And ho
aaaea: "xneyii never nmount to any.
thing DUt a nuisance. They had no
i i i ii
w uo. invemuu.
Tlln MnJp frowned. "Of course you
forgot that Mr. Morgan makes them,
1 . . i i .... . 1 . I
Ilu mignt unnit you rnmcr ouensive.
itrr'T. i ... t i ii i.i
-L""L ""Ul" uu,
Georgo coolly. "I don t think I could
survive it."
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umiu mi unuuira, wmio mo
Major stared at his grandson, aghast.
But Eugene began to laugh cheerfully.
"I'm not sure he's wrong about au
tomobiles," he said. "With all their
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unru m ciyiiwawn-umt is, in
Hltlu"1 wviiituiiuu. dui iiuiunuiunua
h'lV0 coine' nd they bring a greater
nlmnrrn In nilr llfi llinn mnof na
Buspuct. -AHuy uro going to uner wur,
u,lu UWJ "ru KOB W miur Iiuutc,
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think HlCn'S mlndfl BrO going to bo
nlwitifrnfl In onlitln wnva immuian nf nil-
7 77" " """"7 ""'7 """"""" ,
loinouues, jusi; now, uiwugii, x couiu
could
haraK gucss' m ten or twenty
5'cnrs from now, If wo can sco tho In-
wnr" ,cTnB V mcn " lT ume
ru, ,1 10 80B0"
with him that automobiles 'had no
business to bo Invented.' " no laughed
good-naturedly and, looking at his
watch, apologized for having an en
gagement which made his departure
nccessury when ho would much prefer
to linger, and left thcn at tho table,
Isabel turned wondering, hurt eyes
upon her son. "George, dear I" she
said, "What did you mean?"
"Just what I said," ho returned,
lighting ono of tho Mnjor's cigars
Isabel's hand, pale and slender, up
on tho tablecloth, touched ono of tho
lino silver candlesticks aimlessly; tho
lingers were seen to tremble. "Ob, ho
was hurt!" she murmured.
"I don't soo why he should be,'
Georgo said. "I didn't say anything
about him. What tnndo you think ho
was hurt?'
"I know him 1" was all of her reply.
half-whispered
The Major stared hard at Georgo
from under his white eyebrows. "You
didn't mean 'him,' you. say, Georgo?
suppose If we had a clergyman ns a
guest hero you'd oxpect him not to bo
offended, nnd to understand that your
remarks were neither personal uor utv
tactful If you said tho church was
nuisance and ought never to hnvo been
Invented. Wo seem to hnvo a now
kind of young people these days. It';
a new stylo of courting a pretty girl
certainly, for a young fellow to go do
llberately out of his way to try nnd
nmko an enemy of her father by nt
tncklng his business l By Jove I Tlmfi
a new way to win n womnn I"
George flushed angrily and seemed
about t offer a retort, but held his
breath for a moment; und then held
his peace. It was Isabel who respond
ed to tho Major. "Oh, no!" sho said
"Ellirono would novnr lin nnvhnilv's
enemy ho couldn't ! and last of all
Georglo's. I'm nCraid ho was hurt, but
that Georgo spoke without thlnklnc of
what ho was saying I mean, without
ronlizinc Its honrim? nn rammim
"Well, well." said his ernmifnthpr.
rising, "It wasn't a very successful lit
tlo dinner!"
Thereupon he offered his arm to his
daughter, who took It fondlv. and tluv
- 1 left tho room. Isabel usaurlntr hlmthatt
all his little dinners were plcnsant,
and that tills one was no exception. '
Gcorgo did not move, nnd Fanny,
following the other two, came round
the table and paused close beside his
chair; but George remained posed in
great Imperturbability, clgnr between
teeth, eyes upon celling, and paid no
attention to her. Fanny waited until
the sound of Isabel's nnd the Major's
oiccs becamo inaudible in tho hall.
Then she said quickly, and in a low
voice so eager that It was unsteady:
"George, you've struck Just tho
treatment to adopt; you're doing the
right thing 1"
She hurried out, scurrying after tho
others with a faint rustling of her
George Was Never Moro Furious.
black skirts, leaving Gcorgo mystified
but incurious,
In truth, however, ho was neither so
comfortable nor so Imperturbable ns
ho appeared. IIo felt some gratifica
tion; ho had done a llttlo to put tho
man In his place that man whoso In
fluence upon his daughter was precise
ly the samo thing as a contemptuous
criticism of Georgo Amberson MIna
fer, nnd of George Amberson Minn
fer'a "ideals of life." Lucy's going
owny without a word was Intended,
ho supposed, ns a bit of punishment,
Well, ho wasn't tho sort of man that
peoplo were allowed to punish; ho
could demonstrate that to them
slnco they started It!
Isabel cam to George's door that
night and, when she hnd klsesd him
good-night, sho remained In tho open
doorway with her hand upon his
shoulder nnd her eyes thoughtfully
lowered, so that her wish to say some
thing more than good-night was evl
dent Not less obvious was her per
plexity about tho manner of saying
It; nnd George, divining her thought,
amiably mado an opening for her,
. "Well, old lady," ho said, Indulgent
ly, "you needn't look so worried.
won't bo tactless with Morgan ngnln,
After this I'll Just keep out of his
way."
Dear," sho said, "I wish you'd tell
mo something : Why don't you like Eu
gens?
"Oh, I like him well enough," Georgo
returned, with a short laugh, ns he sat
down and began to unlaco his shoes,
"I llko him well enough In his place.'
"No-, dear,' sho said hurriedly. "I'vo
had n feeling from tho very first that
you didn't really llko him that you
really never liked him. I can't under
stand It, dear ; I don't sco what can bo
tho matter."
"Nothing's tho matter."
This easy declaration naturally
failed to carry great weight, and Isn
bel went on, In her troubled voice: "It
seems so queer, especially when you
feel as you do about his daughter."
At this, Georgo stopped unlacing his
shoes abruptly, and sat up. "How do
I feel about his daughter?" ho do
nianded.
'Well, It's seemed as If as if"
Isabel begun timidly. "It did seem
At least, ymi haven't looked nt any
other girl over slnco they enmo here,
and certainly you'vo seemed very
much Interested In her. Certainly
you'vo been very groat friends?"
"Well, what of that?"
"It's only that I'm llko your grand
father: I can't see how you could be
so much Interested In n girl and nnd
not feel very pleasantly toward her
father."
"Well, I'll tell you something
Georgo snld slowly, and a frown of
concentration could bo seen upon hi
i brow, ns
1 self-exam
from a profound effort nt
examination. "Tho truth Is, I
don't bellovo I've ever thought of tho
two together, exactly at least, not
until lately. I'vo always thought of
Lucy Just as Lucy, and of Morgan Just
as Morgan. I'vo always thought of
her as n person herself, not ns any
body's daughter. If I have a friend, I
! don't see that It's incumbent upon mo
to like my friend's relatives. Now,
sunuoso I have certain Ideas or ideals
which I have chosen for the regulation
of my own conduct In life. Suppose
some friend of mlno has n relative
with Ideals directly tho opposite of
mine, and my friend believes more in
tho relative's ideals than In mine: Do
ou think I ought to glvo up my own
ust to pleaso a person who's taken up
ideals that I really despise?"
"No, dear; of courso people can't
glvo up their Ideals; but I don't see
whnt this has to do with dear little
Lucy and "
"I didn't say it had anything to do
with them," he Interrupted. "I was
merely putting a case to show how a
person would bo Justified in being a
friend of one member of a family and
feeling anything but friendly toward
another. I don't say, though, that I
feel unfriendly to Mr. Morgan. I don't
sny that I feci friendly to him, nnd I
don't sny that I feel unfriendly; but
If you really think that I was rude to
him tonight"
"Just thoughtless, dear. You didn't
see that what you said tonight "
Well, I'll not say anything of that
sort again where he can hear It.
There, isn't that enough?"
"But, George," she said earnestly,
"you would like him, If you'd Just let
yourself. You say you don't dislike
him. Why don't you like bin-? I can't
understand at nil. What Is It that you
don't"
"There, there 1" he said. "It's all
right, and you toddle along."
"But, George"
"Now, now 1 I really do want to get
Into bed. Good-night, old lifdy."
"But, George, dear "
"I'm going to bed, old lady; so good
night."
Thus the interview closed perforce,
She kissed him again before going
slowly to her own room, her perplex
lty evidently not dispersed; but tho
subject was not renewed between
them the next day or subsequently,
Nor did Fanny make any allusion to the
cryptic approbation sho had bestowed
upon her nephew after the Major's
"not very successful little dinner,"
though she annoyed George by looking
at him oftener and longer than he
cared to be looked at by nn aunt.
He successfully avoided contact
with Lucy's father, though Eugene
came frequently to the Jiouse, and
spent several evenings with Isabel and
Fanny; and sometimes persuaded them
and the Major to go for an afternoon's
motoring. IIo did not, however, come
again to the Major's Sunday evening
dinner, oven when George Amberson
returned. Sunday evening was the
time, he explained, for going over the
week's work with his factory man
agers.
When Lucy came home the autumn
was far enough ndvanccd to smell ot
burning leaves, and for the annual
editorials, in the papers, on the purple
haze, the golden branches, the ruddy
fruit, and tho pleasure of long tramps
In tho brown forest. Georgo had not
heard of her arrival, and he met her,
on the afternoon following that event,
nt the Sharons', where ho had gone In
tho secret hope thnt he might hear
something about her. Jnnlc Shnrou
had Just begun to tell him thnt she
heard Lucy was expected home soon
after having "a perfectly gorgeous
time" Information which Georgo re
eolved with no responsive enthusiasm
when Lucy came demurely In, a
proper little autumn figure in green
nnd brown.
ner cheeks were flushed and her
dark eyes were bright Indeed; evl
dences, as George supposed, of the
excitement incidental to tho perfectly
gorgeous time Just concluded; though
Jnnlo and Mary Sharon both thought
they were the effect of Lucy's having
seen Georgo's runabout In front of tho
house ns she came In. George took on
color, himself, as ho rose and noxlded
indifferently; nnd tho hot suffusion to
which he becamo subject extended Its
nrcn to include his neck nnd ears,
Nothing could have mado him much
moro Indignant than his consciousness
of these symptoms of tho Icy lndlffer
once which It was his purpose not only
to show but to feel.
Sho kissed her cousins, gave Gcorgo
her hand, snld "now d'you do," and
took a chair besldo Jnnlo with n com
posure which augmented George's In
dlgnatlon.
"How d'you do?" ho said. "I trust
that ah I trust I do trust "
IIo stopped, for it seemed to him
that tho word "trust" sounded Idiotic,
Then, to cover his awkwardness, li
coughed, and even to his own rosy
ears his cough was ostentatiously
false one. Lucy snt silent nnd tho
two Sharon girls lenned forward, star
ing at him with strained" eyes, their
lips tightly compressed ; and both were
hut toovoaslly diagnosed us subject to
nn agltatlou which threatened their
self-control. He bogan again.
"I tr I hope you have had a a
pleasant time. I tr I hope you are
well. I hopo you aro extremely I
liopo extremely extremely "
"I beg your pardon?" Lucy said.
Goorgo was never moro furious; ho
felt that ho was "making n spectatio
of himself;" and uo young gentleman
In tho world was moro loath than
Georgo Amberson MInafer to look a
figure of uin. And while ho stood
there, undeniably such a figure, with
Janlo and Mary Sharon threatening to
burst at any moment, If laughter were
longer denied them, Lucy sat looking
nt him with her eyebrows delicately
lifted In casual, polite Inquiry. Her
own complete composure was what
most galled him.
"Nothing of tho slightest impor
tance!" ho managed to say. "I was
Just leaving. Good-afternoon I" And
with long strides he reached the door
and liasteneu through the hall; but
before ho closed the door he heard
from Janie nnd Mary Sharon the out
burst of wild, Irrepressible emotion
which his performance had Inspired.
He drove homo in a tumultuous
mood, n .1 almost ran down two ladles
who were engaged In absorbing con
versation nt n crossing. They were
his Aunt Fanny nnd Mrs. Johnson; a
Jerk of the reins nt the last instant
saved them by a few inches; but their
conversation was so Interesting that
they were' unnware of their danger,
and did not notice the runabout, nor
how close it came to them.
Ho drove Into the Major's stable too
fast, tho sagacious Pendcnnls saving
himself from going through a partition
by n swerve which splintered a shaft
of tho runnbout and nlmost threw tho
driver to the floor. Georgo swore, and
then swore again at tho fat old darkey,
Tom, for giggling at his swearing.
He strode from the stable, crossed
the Major's back yard, then passed
behind the new houses, on his way
home. These, structures were now ap
proaching completion, but still In a
stnte of rawness hideous to George
though, for that matter, they were
never to be anything except hideous
to him.
In this temper he emerged from be
hind the house nearest his own and,
glnnclng toward the street, saw his
mother stnndlng with Eugene Morgan
upon tho cement path that led to tho
front gate. Sho was bareheaded and
Eugene held his hat and stick in his
hand; evidently he had been calling
upon her, and sho had come from tho
house with him, continuing their con
versation and delaying their parting.
George stared at them. A hot dis
like struck him nt the sight of Eu
geno; and a vague revulsion, like a
strange, unpleasant taste In his mouth,
came over him ns- he looked at . his
mother; her manner was eloquent of
so much thought nbout her companion
nnd of such reliance upon him.
Tho two began to walk on" toward
tho gate, where they stopped, turning
to face each other, and Isabel's glance,
passing Eugene, fell upon George. In
stantly she smiled and waved her
hand to him, while Eugene turned nnd
nodded; but George, stnndlng as In
some rigid trance, and staring straight
at them, gave these signals of greeting
Gave These Signals of Greeting No
Sign of Recognition Whatever.
no sign of recognition whatever. Upon
this, Isabel called to him, waving her
hand again.
"Georgia!" she cnlled, laughing.
"Wake up, dear I Georgle, hello!"
Georgo turned away as if lie had
neither seen nor heard, and stalked
Into the house by tho side door.
George has a rude awak
ening and starts lots of
trouble.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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surface: Antimony trlsulflil. live parts;
red phosphorus, threo pnrts; mangan
cso dloxld, ono and one-half parts;
glue, four parts. Klwjtrlcal Expert
roxnter.