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MODERATION
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TEX MINUTES A DAY.
Mollio hml given up lit-r music. Every
Wit) regrett-l It. Mamin.i missed the
light touch of Iter ilauvthr'H linger m
the piano, which wmet lines Mol silent
for weeks, nl rejoiced when Mollit i!e
vlareri herself to In- in a mtisicul iiiiwhI,
though hltc -only l;iyel fniatchen of her
M jtiere, Mil tlus iuliffereiitly will;
and papa'n requests for Ills favorite im lo
llies were tot often met with tl: iiustittH
actory answer that ''loliie couMit't pi y
them now she wan nil out c.f jr;u-t;-e."
Urotlter Tom rumhletl nlicn hlio juileiliu
liia accompaniments, "that, after all this
time she hal fte:it ilrtimmin;; on that old
piano, if nlte eoaM not play simple. l'ii;ii;s
like those it was a pity." -His sifter fully
Agreed with him, mid did not rliano her
mind as time passed on nnd j lie was
askeil to play at several little fratherinv-
cf her friends, where "Mollie's mii.-if'
had always been one of the pli't.saiitest
features of the evening, and j-hc was
obliged to decline on the tiresome plea of
"not phtyinu without her notes."
'I think it's too had," exclaimed IVs
sle Arlington, one of her special cronies.
"Mollie used to play h lovely, and she
Was always ho nice and obliging aMut it,
ami played whenever she was asked; and
there's no one to take her place hut Kva
Harris, and she has to ho teased so lon
before she will strike a note that it spoils
all the pleasure."
"So it does," said another voice. "And
now that Mollie's out of school she ouyht
to have time to practice three hours a
day, if she wanted to."
"Oh, llose Newton!" cried Amy Leslie,
"you don't know anything about it. Just
Wait till you k-ae school, and see how
many hours you practice or do anything
regularly. It's awfully hard. You don't
accomplish as inurli in a year as you
would in three months of school."
"All owini? to a lack of system," said
Jiessie, will the tone and manner of one
who had l-en through varied experiences
mid acquired vast stores of wisdom there
from. The yirls laughed.
'I Mippo.-e it's so," said Amy, "but
jMollie is systematic; rather, at least, she
menus to Ik?," she added, not feelingquito
sure of her ground. "And she is busy al
most all the time."
"She is a dear girl, anyway," said her
friend Helen Starr. "And I know she is
too bu-y to practice, for it does take a lot
(l time, Only it seems a pity."
Ho it did, uud no one realized it more
than Mollie, When she left school the
year before, who had congratulated herself
on the fact that lttr time was her own,
and she could spend it as she pleased.
J3ut, for that reason she would not waste
it; site would le very diligent, and though
ehe should not study in the summer, she
would continue her music. She had a
fair touch, was a rapid reader, and played
fvith expression and accuracy; her one
jrreat failing was a disliko to steady prac
tice a hick of perseverance. Such being
the case, perhaps it was not strange that,
amid the vacation gayeties, her hours of
practice grew less and less frequent, and
linally ceased altogether, and she trusted
to her memory and former instruction for
her present skill. And so the days slipped
by, bright with pleasures, that by and by
would have glided into joyful memories;
pud the autumn came, and Mollie re
turned to her home, but the music was
jiot resumed. "It seemed as if she never
had tiny time;" which often meant she
lid not take it. But, to .Mollie's credit,
be It said hers was a busy winter; she
studied French and German, attended a
literature class, and was a member of a
Shakespeare club; and it is probable she
might not have realized that her musical
talent was decreasing, but that one day,
when she was plnyingto her friends, she
trol;e down in the middle of her piece and
jiad to leave the piano. Faithful practice
was the one thing needful, and Mollie
fcnew it; but, like many older and wiser
souls, she resolved aud planned, and
failed to execute.
And the months lolled on, until one
day in December she awoke with a start
to the fact that the last day of the year
had arrived, and that she was utterly un
able to play a single piece correctly. For
fifteen minutes she sat silent, wrapped in
i brown study; then she took from tho
table iv note book and pencil, and, as the
r esult ct her reverie, wrote down the fol
lowing resolve:
"That I, Mollie Winthrop, aged IS, on
this 31st day of December, will, on each
lay of the year, commencing to-morrow,
levote ten minutes to the practice of five
linger exercises and scales.
"In the year of our lxrd eighteen hun
dred and cighty-tivo."
.Mollie read the paragraph aloud, with
an amused expression. "It sounds n if
J were muking my will," she murmured.
'Well, so I nm-disposing of my time
instead of my money, for my own benefit
instead of other jieople's." She laid the
note book aside, and turned to the "Mer
chant of Venice," the next subject for the
Shakespeare club. She had read but a
few minutes when she heard light foot
steps on the stairs and the sound of girlish
daughter, and presently her three special
friends entered the room.
"SVp!, Mol.'ie, my dear, how are you?"
?&id Attif Jjeslie. "I have not seen you
for a perfect age. What have you been
loins; with yourself all this long day?"
Whereupon Mollie produced her "hote
fxAi and read them her "Resolve." It
met with Amy's cordial approval; Helen
pclioed her opinion, but Bessie looked in
credulous, in answer to Mollie's qnes
ttoiiing glance she said, bluntly, "I don't
Iniieva you'll keep it, and I don't see the
vise of it If you do."
"Why, Bessio Arlington!" cried Amy.
"Of course she'll keep it!"
"I supiose you've made resolves be
fore" said Bessie, shortly.
"Yes," said Mollio.
"And brokeu them."
"Yes," said Mollie again. "Bnt I
really mean to keep this one, and I think
I shall."
Bessie's bright eyes softened at tho look
jf determination on her friend's face. "I
Jwjpe you will," she answered. "Bnt I
dou't see the use of it now. I should
think you would want to learn to play
your Vtvetj old pieces"
"And nevr ones, too," interrupted
Helen.
" Thy, r I returned Mollie. "And
f r - r -v , .
plercs occasionally, I slinll 'keep my hand
in, as jieoplc say, nnd not loso anything,
if I don't gain much."
"Of course," answered Helen.
"Hut," itendsted Bessie, "ten minutes
is not any time at all. You ought to
practice an hour at tlm very least, and I
can see you are too busy to do that."
'Ten initiate, is In-tter than nothing,"
nrgued Mollie. "And you c:nu do a good
deal in even that time If you give your
ntia l to it, and really work and don't
fuss. And another thing I ju-t detest
tho-e scahs, and I think it's kind of weak
minded to hate a tiling you have to do
every day of jour life, and so I'm going
to try and like them. 1 'crimps by the end
ol the year I shall quite enjoy them. Who
knows?"
J'e.-".ie looked nt her with admiring eyes.
She often opposed her for the sake of get
ting hi r into an argument, for she liked
to hear .Mollie talk. "Do yo.i know what
my brother Harry said nltout you the
other day? He called you 'u real little
enthusiast.' "
Mollie looked slightly puzzled. "I
don't know whether to take that as n com
pliment or not," she said. "He might
have thought I made too much fuss over
little things."
'1 he -..iris laughed. "I should call it a
decided compliment," said Helen, "and I
should ho charmed if any one said it
alxtit me."
"Don't he alarmed, they never will,"
said I Jessie.
Helen fighed. "I know it," she
answered, in a mock melancholy tone.
"No one appreciates me. Nobody under
fttands me. When I leave this dreary
world I shall hae the inscription on ray
tombstone:
'H'l'j liuth dene whet the could
Ami lieeu irisunieiv:tooJ."'
When the small breeze excited by Hel
en's nonsense had subsided, Bessie in
quired, with provoking coolness, "Mollie,
what, would you do if you should go out
camping as you did last summer, where
you cannot by any possibility have a
piano?"
This was a question, al for a minute
an ominous silence ensued. Then. Mollie
stud, with cheerful vagueness: "Oh, I
shall find some way, I am sure."
'Might practice on an old tin pan," put
in Bessie, sarcastically.
"Yes," said Mollie, gravely. "That's a
good idea, and I'll remember it. Or 1
might take some paper and mark oil a
keyboard of an octave or two and paste it.
on a plank. I could play beautifully on
that, and it would at least keep my lingers
limber."
"Bravo!" cried Amy. "Mollie, you're
a genius."
"So she is, and I should love to enjoy
her edifying c nnpany longer, but I sup
pose I must go to my old painting lesson,"
sighed Helen.
"Old painting lesson," echoed Mollie,
"I thought you liked it."
"So 1 should, if I could paint flowers
nnd people and things, but as for sitting
and looking at an old vase for two hours,
gazing along a pencil to get the propor
tions, I think it's stupid," growled Helen.
"I know I could paint ten times better if
I did the things that I liked."
"When -ou converse upon topics be
yond your comprehension, Miss Starr,
you do not create an impression of your
knowledge, but only expose your pro
found ignorance," prosed Mollie, in a
grandiose manner.
"Well, I shan't stay here to be laughed
nt," said Helen. "It's time I was there,
this cry minute" glancing at the clock.
"Good bv, Mollie." And giving her a
hasty kiss she took Bessie's arm, and
the three girls hurried from the room.
During the months that followed Mollie
had abundant opportunity to test the
strength of her resolution. At first .the
sen:-- of novelty and the enthusiasm that
always accompanies a new idea made hei
self imposed task an easy one, but gradu
ally this died away, and many times was
the music neglected until almost bed
time, when she reluctantly left the pleas
ant game or fascinating book to do what,
with a little fort-thought, might have been
an agreeable duty. Mamma had been
told of the plan, and had laughed at
the formally worded "Hesolve," but
heartily approved of it, and now, thought
she sometimes wondered at her daugh
ter's forge; fulness, she held her peace,
remembering that it was Mollie's affair,
and knowing that, if the girl did once
really .neglect it, her wounded pride and
the sense of failure would be a sufficient
punishment. And by and by Mollie dis
covered the value of - a little system, and
then she might have been seen every
morning, directly after breakfast, practic
ing with an energy and determination that
went far toward conquering the ditlicullies
of the complicated exercises.
At last the time arrived for Mollie'3
summer Hitting, and one pleasant day iu
June the four girls were gathered to
gether in her little sanctum for a "good
by talk."
"Oh, dear!" sighed nelcn. "It does
not secr.i any time since winter, tnd now
it's summer again, and I shall miss you
so dreadfully."
"Ditto," answered Mollie, brightly.
"But ierhaps it won't seem any time till
autumn, nnd then I shall be back, j-ou
know. And you will not miss mo long,
fev in another month you will be revel
ling in the treasures of Martha's Vine
yard." "I know it," groaned Helen. "But a
whole month in this dreadful city, with
the thermometer over eighty, and every
soul away, and nothing to do oh!"
"Come, Helen," cried Amy, "don't
look so doleful, or you'll give us all the
blues. You've made even Mollie look
sober."
Mollie contradicted this statement by a
beaming smile that was reflected iu tho
fccs of the others. Even Helen looked
more cheerful. "You are the most com
fortable girl," she said. "I don't believe
you ever were homesick in your life."
""Wasn't," said Mollie, promptly. "I
have tried hard enough."
The girls broke into a chorus of laugh
ter. "Tried to be homesick! What do
you mean?"
"Just what I said," answered Mollie.
stoutly. "You know last summer mamma
went to Europe, ud left me with Aunt
Liinda? Well, everylxxly kept saying:
'Poor little girl, how you must miss your
mother! Aren't yoa dreadfully home
sick!' until I began to feel really troubled
because I wasn't. And one night I tried
to cry myself to sleep thinking about it.
But 'twas no use. 1 never did cry easy,
and I thought I was the most heartless
creature alive. So I wrote to mamma
that every body seemed to expect me to be
homesick, but I wasn't, and I hoped she
would not feel hurt, tor I tried real hard,
but I was having such, a good time that I
couldn't."
"Well." said Bessie, laughing, "that's
an original idea. But, to change the sub
ject, are your things all packed?"
"All except my ribbons and laces, and
those go in the top tray, you kuow?"
"And the music?" asked Bessie, mis-
Mollie's ready answer. "Ca.'t!n to I
taken out the minute I reach Uh-us to
morrow afternoon."
"Oh, Helen," exclaimed Amy. "do till
us about Dai;y Bliss' party. I have not
heard a word, and I am just hmging to
know."
Consequently Helen launched into ore
of those lengthy and comprehensive de
scr; it inn-, so "delightful to girlish hearts.
Aid she felt quite iu her native ele
ment, ami no interesting detail had ts
caed her observant eyes, it bid fair to
rival "the story without an end," and
was only concluded by the ringing of the
tea bell, which was followed by a general
leave taking, when, after reieated kisses
nnd caresses and many earnest entieaties
to "write real often and tell us every
thing," the girls departed.
It is needless to rebate tho varied pleas
ures of the next three months; sufliee it
that Mollie considered it the loveliest
summer she had ever spent, and the few
minutes' practice had ltccome such a mat
ter of course that she felt no temptation
to neglect it.
The months glided rapidly by, nnd, al
most before sho l.nev it, Mollie found
herself on the threshold of another year.
She was playing over some of her old
pieces, with a happy reuse of her recov
ered power, when Bessie Arlington ap
peared, followed by Amy and Helen.
"We're the visiting committee," she
explained. "Come to inquire into the
state of jour accomplishments. I sup
pose you've not forgotten that your j-ear
is up?"
"No," said Mollie. laughing. "But I
shall commence mother one to-morrow."
"Mood!" cried Amy. "That's what I
call perseverance."
"Hush!" cried Bessie. "I'm the chair
woman. Come, girls, let's proceed to
business. Mollie, you never know what
things are worth until they are tested, and
so we are going to test you."
"Have pity on me!" pleaded Mollie, in
mock despair. "Is it to be by the ordeal
of lire, or thumbscrews, or what?"
"No," said Becsie, gravely. "We are
not quite educated up to that yet.- But I
want to see if your practicing this past
year has amounted to anything, and so I
have brought over this sonata for you to
play as a kind of examination, you know."
And Bessie seated herself iu an easy
chair, with what was intended for a look
of judicial severity.
"But I've never seen it before," fal
tered Mollie. "And I know I can't play
it nicely if I feel you are all watching
me."
"'Tisn't very hard," whispered Amy,
encouragingly.
"I think it's awful," sighed Helen. "I
tried it this morning, and I couldn't get
through six measures."
Mollie settled herself on the piano stool,
turned up the corners of the leaves anil
began to play at lirst slowly and with
hesitation, and then with increasing clear
ness and strength, and, as she became
more interested, with a nicety of touch
and an intelligence of expression that re
vealed the benefit of the past year's care
ful practice. As she struck the hist chord
she faced her small audience with an air
of pardonable pride, and asked triumph
antly: "Well, Bessie, what do you think
of ten minutes a day now?"
Bessie's look of severity vanished, and
she sprang from her chair nnd gave her
friend a most undignified hug. "You've
done beautifully," she cried. "I knew
you would all the time. But it's in me
to be perverse, and I thought it might in
spire you to have an unbelieving creature
like me around. I did it for your good,,
my dear," she added sagely.
That night, when Mollie retired to her
room, she not iced on her bureau two small
drawings that bore the marks of Helen's
pencil. One was the picture of a little
girl perched on a high piano stool and
practicing, with marvelously long Angers,
and an expression that was evidently in
tended for fierce determination. This
rather weak looking jortrait was entitled
"Past Perseverance." The other was the
figure of a tall and striking young lady in
a much beribbuned and beflowercd gown,
standing by a piano, in the act of making
a profound courtesy to an unseen audi
ence, while bouquets of enormous propor
tions were falling at her feet. This truly
extraordinary work of art was labeled
"Future Fame." Mollie had hardly ex
amined them when she caught sight of a
paper fastened to a pin cushion and bear
ing these words, in Amy's delicate hand
writing, but signed with Bessie's name:
Ye lads and !ass-ies musical.
Come, listen while ye may;
Tho only way to learn to ilay
Is to practice every day.
This ij ?.i:.ss Mollie Wintbrop,
V.'ho practiced faithfully.
And now she's the greatest prodigy
Tho world did ever see.
And if you would be like lier,
You must with patienco play,
Ycur scales and exereisea
Tea minutes every day.
Mollie laughed merrily over thes'e char
acteristic verses, and then sho said,
thoughtfully, "Yes, it's really been a
success, and it's such a very little thing
to do. Oli, I wish every girl would try it!
I'm sure they would if they only knew
how well it's paid " Christian Union.
A Novelist's Wasted Yontli.
Opie Hied, editor of The Arkansaw
Traveler and author of the forthcoming
novel,- "Leu Gansett," tells me an inter
esting story about Thomas Nelson Page,
who was made famous by the charming
little story, "Meh Lad-," published two
or three years ago in The Century. Page
was a poor boy struggling against his very
nature to learn to be a lawyer in a Yir
giuia town. lie had the itch to write,
and he did write this story, "Meh Lady."
Some of his friends said that it was well
told, and he thought so himself, so lie styt
it to the Sciibners, who were then pub--lishiug
Tho Century. He never heard
from them and could not fetch an answer
to any of the letters he wrote about the
matter. Supposing they had thrown his
manuscript away, and knowing the story
was as good as any he could write, he
gave up the idea of writing and pushed
on in the law as best he could, making a
very scant living. Twelve years afrer
that ho was surprised to receive a check
from The Century for the story, which
was then printed. TwelTe years that
struggling young man's fame lay tucked
away in the dust of a pigeon hole, and
he, unconscious that it was there, felt sat
isfied that he was a failure as a writer.
Twelve years, the best years of Ids life,
he wriggled along, making a sort of living
in a profession for which he had not a
genius, while he might have been-writing
beautiful stories for the pleasure and
profit cf tho reading world. Chicago
Times.
New Musical Instrument.
A new musical instrument, the Clan i
harp, the invention of M. Dielz, of Brus
sels, has passed a successful private trial.
It has a keyloard like a piano, but the
mechanism plucks the strings like a harp
i"-- 1 cf ftrP' tr"v As7 r'-""?t
THE HOWLING DERVISITI!
EXCITING CEREMONIES WITNESS D
BY A CORRESPONDENT.
Iteligionlftta M ho Ksercln a l'owriTul ti
fluriire in Turkey A Krenzlrd Child of
a Yurs A Human Corduroy Itnu '.
Trying to Nerve.
We set out after an early luneh to witn -'.s
koiiio of the religious rites of the Hefa o, i.r
the howling dervishes. Theao are but oia
of the numerous orders of dervi.-dr.' i v. ho
wield an irresistible inlluem-e over tl..- p"! lie
mind iu Turkey. Their notable Take in a
low. weather beaten old building, .st.'indiag
on the ede of the great cypress shaded Turk
ish cemetery that erowns the heights of Sen
torie, and is almost as dilapidated as in t of
tho monuments and gravest ones thit sur
round it. When we entered we found the
liest seats for observation nearly all upi.ro
priated by a. large party of American tourists
with guide books in hand, fully determined
to "take it nil in."
The space allotted to tho "howlers,"' was
also well filled, yet it good many, both of
young and old, were still coming, and altt
going forward to where the high pricrt s-it,
they reverent iady bowed to the dust, then
taking the priest's hand, gently kissed it ai.d
retired. D.rectly Itchind the priesv. was a
mi ill alcove, painted a bright green, nnd
filled with a varie'.y of antique small arms,
swords, daggers, battle axes, etc. On the
walls were many nutto! s or sentences iu
frames, and some prayi r rugs. A Muuil
brazen cea:?r containing burning frankin-cen.-M
and spices, filied the room with aro
niuiie fragrance.
now.; op ! r-:TATon:s.
Around thre- ; . t.;c .- ; o-,..i . :. . .-.
gallerie-, some closely latticed and occupied
by TurkWi women; olhers open and lii!ed
v ith curious spectators like our. elves. Ti;e
best location was reserved for Turkish gen
ilcn:e:i and soldiers. iJeneath these gaileri. s
was still another, elevated a .--le;) or two
above the main floor, and M'parat'.d front it
by a low raiting, a:i l furnished vi;h heats
for sjx'etatois. On the main f'coi were
spread many rugs of Angora goat.-kin, e-n
which were seated old men, regular pi'.ti
uruhs i:i np,. ..! ranee, wiiil two givuji of
little chddi'en were ranged behind tliitn.
Seated close to the low railing Were row:; . f
men clothed in the flowiag LK rvi- h in ue !j
and tan colored "ga iaoh,'' a tall, brhn-,
felt hat, strongly resembling an iaveiod
flower m it, bound round tho head by a l..;,g
black scarf, with ends left flowing. These
enris were at intervals iu the cmrso of :.
service tenderly pressed to the lips. An
other times the eyes were carefully wi;.--.:
with these mourning badges.
Conspicuous lief ore the high priest fiton ! a
lithe figure, with a pale, cadaverous couut;.
nance, but a keen, penetrating eye, who v.r.i
slowly manipulating a long, while scarf, lie
first threw it around his shoulder:-, tints
symbolising tiie all embracing love of AT ih
then, binding it tightly about his waist. In
began tying and untying it, er.'-h Knot Lav
ing a particular significance. His v, h:s; red
words wiil bear this interpretation: "I tie
up greed; 1 untie charity. J tie up hate; I
initio love. I tie up pride: I untie humili-y."
And so on through a long list. Then began
a monotonous chant that soon swelled to u
tremendous howl. All roe to their feet and
kept time with swaying body and jerking
head in a fi untie manner.
The old and feeble among them gradually
dropped out of the circla and took seat - on
the rugs near the center of the room, le-.:d
tho rows of standing children. At lei.gu;
the eyes of the spectators lecaine riv. ul
upon the face and figure of a little :?-ycar old
balij-, who stood for two long hours swa; tug
its frail body in jerfeet unison with the der
vishes, and with his rosy, cherub mouth ut
tering the same indescribably inipre.-.
cry of Allah! When the rude throng i.a 1
at length worked themselves up to n state
religious frenzy tho little boy also rolled his
bright eyes about as if Ije'.ioldlng a heavenly
vision.
ENDURANCE OK IS FASTS.
I can compare this worship to nothing I
have ever witnessed, except it be the intense
excitement exhibited at meetings among the
"colored brethren" on a southern plantation
in the old "slavt l imes" in our own country.
One w ho has seen those impressionable peo
ple jumping, shouting and fatting down with
"the power' can imagine something of the
hr.rrowiug spectacle before us today.
To my mind nothing was so impressive as
the power of endurance shown by the infants
on exhibition. 1 shudder when 1 think ol'tiio
torture they must have lieeii subjected to in
the private drill necessary to prepare them
for Mich u performance iu public. Some of
the children seemed free to pass in and out
a. will, but the tiny boy spoken of aliove and
a little girl (a hunchltuck) never left their
posts a minute nor ceased to sway their
bodies and shout until the p-erforniance
was concluded by a louder clapping
and howling, more violent, jerking . t
the head and wilder tumult tu:.:i
before. Then a sudden hush, when, witt:c:tt
a signal or look from any one, this lovciy
little baby demurely marched u; to the high
priest to receive his blessing, then laid Mill
down, his face to the ground lie-fore ti,o
venerable man. Another, wlu appeared to
be a high chief of the order, now took tl.o
stalwart priest by the hand while he placed
both feet cm the body of this frail infant and
stood with his face turned upward, while he
muttered what appeared to lie a prayer.
Then other children followed. First came
the little h;r.:ekback, then thric or four ;.t a
time, finally tcr. or twei-. o laid do.-. .;, lor: i
ing a 1iuu;;i.i 'vorduroy ro.-d"' for the I.igh
priest to walk over, until at least twenty
children had thus received his .blessing ai:d
had the evil spirit driven out of them. Thi-i
ceremony is supjwsed to be. a panacea, anil
there are always invalids brought to
tho Take durh:. services to bo cured of real
or imaginary ids. One aged man laid down
to be walked u;::i today, and one l.ttle l.oy,
who v.'.-.s hroaght i-i by his devout as:-1 ;'e
votcJ fathir, rifu.rtd utterly to be comforted
in this manner, and was carried out mot
boisterously victorious.
If you are a novice you leave this rectie
with nerves so strained and brain so contiii-. 1
that you ra-e ready to question your own
identity, aud are almost persuaded you have
Leen witnessing the demoniacal incantations
of wizard, instead of reasonable beings wt.r
shiipng their creator. J. A. Ledyard in fun
Francisco Chronicle.
Iu the Sick Itociu.
.Writ ins ou the care of siek people a pro
fessional nurse says: '-Tirat let is cautioa
those who enter a ick room against sitting
down familiarly on the bedside. Ottina s j
every movement made by the sitfx-r i.i a dag- i
ger thrust to the invaliiL Neither should j
they ever rest their hand upon any jioriioa t
of tho bedstead for support. A girl who
had inflammatory rheumatism told me sue
suffered untold agonies through thoughtless
ness of visitors and caretakers in this way.
Philadelphia Press.
If jour wife should tell you what she
r" y t ti's ob-t yoi you would have
VOL MAY
Gault's Jewelry Store,
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Jewelry, "Watches,
Clocks, Silverware,
Optical Goods, etc.
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WILL RESSIVE PROMPT ATTI1 INITIO 3ST
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ly fair suil li.it st ! alii ir we :iv In merit a share l the j. til. lie pnt-
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Cass County who would like to learn of
Political, Commercial
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