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Tours lnll not all tho night,
O Krnvo, In thoo.
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lly this low, pciicoful shore,
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Iilko mother-hymns ol yoro.
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Open thy ftilthf ul breast,
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Hope (hvul, to stoop In thoo,
O prrnve, were best.
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lly t' on tho faithful wult,
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DAYS.
JULES VKHXK'S GitKAT HTOllY.
CHAPTKlt XXIX.-CONTI.viiud.
At olovon o'clock tho whistle of the
locomotivo announce i that thoy
wero '
near Plum Crook Station. Mr. Fog
rose, and, followed by Fix, ho wont out
on tho platform. Passepartout accom
panied him, carrying a pair of revolv
ers. Mrs. Aouda remained in tiie car,
paie as ueatn.
At this moment tho door of tho next I tho courageous young man, who. open
car opened, and Colonel Proctor up- ing door without being seen by tho
poaiou liKuwisu upon uiu jhuuuuu, iui
lowed bv his second, a Yankeo of his
own stamp. But at the moment that l
the two adversaries were going to step
oil the train, the conductor ran up to
them and cried:
"You can't got ell', gentlemen."
' Why not?" asked the Colonel.
"We are twenty minutes behind
time, and the train docs not stop."
"But I am going to light a duel with
this gentleman."
" 1 regret it." replied the conductor,
"but wo are going to start again imme
diately. Hear the boll ringing!"
The boll was ringing, and "the train
moved on.
" 1 am really very sorry, gentlemen."
said the conductor. " Undoi
other circumstances. I could
my 1
hu c
obliged you. But, after all, since you
IHjd'not the time to light hero, who
hinders you from lighting while the
train is in motion?"
"Perhaps that will not suit tho gen
tleman!" said Colonel Proctor, with a
jeering air.
"That suits me perfectly," replied
Phileas Fogg.
"Well, wo are decidedly in Amori-
cu!" thought Passepartout, "and the 1
conductor is a gentleman of the first
order."
Having said this, he followed his
master.
Tho two combatants and their sec
onds, preceded by tho conductor, re
paired to the roar of tho train, passing
through tho cars. Tho last car was only
occupied by about ten or a dozen pas
sengers. The conductor asked them if
they would bo kind enough to vacate
for a few moments for two gentlemen
who had an affair of honor to settle.
Why not'.' The passengers wero only
too happy to bo able to accommodate j
the two gentlemen, and they retired on J
tho platforms. 1
Tho car, fifty feet long, accommo- j
dated itself very conveniently to the
purpose. The two adversaries might 1
march on each other in tho aisle, and
lire at their ease. There never was a
duel easier to arrange. Mr. Fogg and 1
Colonel Proctor, each furnished with
two six-barreled revolvers, entered the
car. Their seconds, remaining outside,
shut them in. At tho first whistle of ;
tho locomotive thoy wore to commence
firing. Then, after a lapse of two '
minutes, what remained of the two gen
tlemen would bo taken out of the car. '
Truly, there could bo nothingsinipler.
It was even so simple that Fix and .
Passepartout felt their hearts beating j
almost as if thoy would break.
They were waiting for the whistle 1
agreed upon, when suddenly ravage '
cries resounded. Reports accompanied
thorn, but they did not como from tho '
car reserved for tho duelists. These I
reports continued, on tho contrary, as '
far as the front, and along tho whole 1
line of the train. Cries of fright mado I
themselves heard from tho insido of the '
cars. I
Colonel Proctor and Mr. Fogg, with !
their revolvers in hand, went out of the I
car immediately and rushed forward
whore the reports and cries resounded
more noisily.
Thoy understood that the train had
been attacked b 11 baud of Sioux.
It was not the first attempt of these
daring Indians. More than onco al
read.Ahey had stopped tho trains. Ac
cording to thoir habit, without waiting
for tho stopping of the train, rushing
upon the stops to tho number of a hun
dred, thoy had -scaled the cars like a
clown does a horse at full gallop.
These Sioux wero provided with
guns. Thence tho reports, to which
tho passcngors, nearly all armod, re
plied sharply by shots from tholr re
volvers. At first tho Indians rushed
upon the engine. Tho ongineor and
liroman were half stunned with blows
from thoir muskots. A Sioux chief,
wishing to stop tho train, but not
knowing how to maneuver tho handle
of tho regulator, had opened wide the
stoam valve instead of closing it, and
tho locomotive, beyond control, ran on
with frlghtfi'l rapidity.
At tho same time tho Sioux entered
tho cars; thoy ran Hku enraged mon
keys over tho roofs, thoy drove in tho
doors and fought hand to hand with tho
passengers. Tho trunks, broken open
and robbed, wero thrown out of the
baggago car on tho road. Cries and
shots did not ccako.
Hut tho passengers dofonded thom
Bolves count'oously, some of tho ears,
barricaded, sustained a siege, like real j
moving forts, bomo on at n speed of
one hundrod miles an hour.
From tho commencement of tho at
tack, Mrs. Aoitda had behaved cour
ageously. With lovolvor in hand, she
defended herself heroically, firing
through tho broken panes when somu
savage presented himself. About twen
ty Siou, mortally wounded, fell upon
tho track, and tho car wheels crushed
like worms those that slipped on to the
rails from tho top ol tho platforms.
Several pasongors, severely wound
ed by bullets, or clubs, lay upon tho
seats.
But an end must bo put to this. This
combat had lasted already for ten min
utes, and could only end to the ad
vantage of tho Sioux if tho train was
not stopped. In fact, Fort Kearney
station was not two miles distant.
There was a military post, but that
passed, between Fort Kearney and tho
nct station tho Sioux would bo masters
of tho train.
The conductor wits lighting at Mr.
Fogg's side, whon a ball struck him and
he tell. As he foil, ho cried:
"Wo aro lost if the train is not
stopped insido of Hvo minutes!"
It shall no stopped!" said
hileas
Fogg, who was about to rush out of tho
car.
"Remain, monsieur,'" Passepartout
cried to him. "That is my business."
1' n ens toinr nu
Phileas Fogg had not tho time to stop
Indians, sneeoodod in slipping under
tho car. Whilst the struggle continued,
and whilst tho balls wero crossing
oaoh other above his head, recovering
his agility, his supplenoss as 11 clown,
I hemado his way under the cars. Cling
J ing to tho chains, assisting himself by
j the lover of the brakes and the edges
1 of the window sashes, climbing from
j one car to another with marvelous skill,
he thus reached tho front of the train.
' He had not been seen; he could not
1 have been.
' There, suspended by ono hand bo-
tween tho baggage oar" and the tender,
with the other he loosened the coup
I lings; but in consequence of tho trac
, tion, he would never have been able to
null out the vokiinr-bar if :i sudden iolt
of the eiijrino had not made the bar
jump out, and the train, detached, was
left fuither and further behind, while
the locomotive How on with new speed.
Carried on by tho force acquired,
tho train still rolled on for a few min
utes, but tho brakes wero maneuvered
from the insido of the cars, and the train
linally stopped, less than ono hundred
paces from Koarnev Station.
The soldiers 01 the tort, attracted oy
the liring. ran hastily to tho train. Tho
Sioux did not wait for them, and before
tho train stooped entirely tho whole
band had decamped.
But when the passengers counted
each other on tho platform of tho sta
tion, thoy noticed that several wero
missing, and among others tho courage
ous l'renchinan, whoso devotion had
just saved them.
CUAl'Tl'.lt XXX.
in which I'lm.KAS KO(K! si.Mi'i.y nor.s 111s
di'tv.
Throo passengers, including Passe
partout, had disappeared. Had thoy
been killed in the light? Were thoy
taken prisoners by the Sioux? As yet
it could not be told.
The wounded wore quite numerous,
but none mortally. The one most seri
ously hurt was Colonel Proctor, who
had fought bravely, and who foil struck
by a ball in tho groin. He was carried
to the station with tho other passen
gers, whose condition demanded imme
diate carp.
Mrs. Aouda was safe. Phileas Fogg,
who had not spared himself, had not a
scratch. Fix was wounded in tho arm
but it was an unimportant wound.
But, Passepartout was missing, and
tears (lowed from the young woman's
oyes.
Meanwhile, all the passengers had
loft the train. Tho wheels of the cars
were stained with blood. To tho hubs
and spokes hung ragged pieces of lleli.
As lar as tho co could reach long red
trails were seen on the white plain.
Tho last Indians were tnen disappear
ing in the south, along the banks of
Republican River.
Mr. Fogg, with folded arms, stood
motionless. Ho had a serious decision
to make. Mrs. Aouda. near him, looked
at him without uttering a word. Ho
understood her look. If his servant
was 11 prisoner ought ho not to risk ev
erything to rescue him from tho In
dians? "1 will find him dead or alivo," he
said, simply, to Mrs. Aouda.
"Ah! Mr. Fogg Mr. Fogg!" cried
the young woman, so'zing her compan
ion's hands and covering them with
tears.
"Alivo!" added Mr. Fogg, "if we do
not lose a minute!"
With this resolution Phileas Fogg sac
rificed himself entirely. Ho had just
pronounced his ruin. A single day's
delay would make him miss the steam
er from Now York. His bet would bo
irrevocably lost. But in tho face of tho
thought: " It is my duty!" ho did not
hesitate.
Tho Captain commanding Fort Koar
noy was thero. His soldiers about a
hundred men had put themselves on
tho (lofonsivo In the event of the Sioux
making a direct attack upon tho sta-tlou.
"Sir," said Mr. Fogg to tho Cap
tain, "three passengers have disap
peared." " Killed?" asked tho Captain.
"Killed or prisoners." replied Mr.
Fogg "Th.it is an uncertainty whioh
wu must bring to an end.- It is your
intention to pursue tho Sioux?"
"It Is a grave mattor, sir," said tho
Captain. " Those Indians may lly be
yond the Arkansas! I could not aban
don tho fort entrusted to mo."
"Sir." replied Phileas Fogg, "it is
a question of the life of three men."
" Doubtloss-but can 1 risk tho lifo
of fifty to save throo?"
"I do not know whothor you can, but
you ought."
"Sir,'' replied the Captain, "no ono
hero has tho right to tell mo what my
duty is."
" Let it bo sol" said Phileas Fogg,
coldly, "1 will go alonol"
"You, sir!" cried Fix, who ap
proached, "go alone In pursuit of the
Indians!"
"Do you wish mo, then, to allow to
perish the unfortunate man to whom
every ono of us that is living ovo.i his
lifo? I shall go."
"Well, no, you shall not go alone!"
cried the Captain, moved in splto of
himself. "No! you aro it bravo heart!
Thirty volunteers!" ho added, turning
to his soldiers.
The whole company advancod in a
body. The Captain had to select from
these bravo follows. Thirty soldiers
wero picked out, and an old Sergeant
put at their head.
"Thanks. Captain!" said Mr. Fogg.
"You will norniit mo to accompany
you?" Fix asked tho gentleman.
"You will do as you please," replied
Pldloas Fogg. " But if you wisli to do
mo it service, you will remain by Mrs.
Aouda. In case anything should hap
pen to me"
A sudden paloness overcast the de
tective's face. To separate himself
from the man whom ho hud followed
stop by stop and with so much persist
ence! To lot him venture so much in
tho ilesort. Fix looked closely at tho
gentleman, and whatever he may have
thought, in spito of his prejudices, in
spito of his inward struggle, ho dropped
his eyes before that quiet, frank look.
"I will remain,'' ho said.
A fow moments after, .Mr. Fogg
prossod tho young woman's hand; thou,
having placed in her care his precious
traveling bag, he set out with the Ser
geant and his little band.
But before starting, ho said to the
soldiers:
" My friends, there aro five thousand
dollars for you if you save the prison
ers:"
It was then a few minutes past noon.
Mrs. Aouda retired into a sitting room
of the station, and there, alone, she
waited, thinking of Phileas Fogg, his
simple and grand generosity, his quiet
eouiive. Mr. Fogg had sacrificed his
fortune, and now ho was staking his
life and all this without hesitation,
from a sense duty, without words.
Phileas Fogg was a hero in her oyes.
The detective (Fix) was not thinking
thus, and ho could not restrain his agi
tation. Ho walked feverishly up and I
down tho platform of the station, ono .
moment vanquished, lie became himself ,
again. Fogg having gone, ho compro- j
bonded his foolishness in lotting him ,
go. What! Had lie consented to bo '
separated from tho man that he had
iust been following around the world!
I His natural disposition got tho upper
j hand; ho criminated andaceusod him- j
i self; ho treated himself as if ho had been
the director of the Metropolitan police '
' reproving an agent caught at a very I
1 green trick.
j "1 have been a silly follow!" he ,
j thought. "The other fellow will have,
I told him who 1 was! Ho has gone; ho I
I will not return! Where can 1 capture
' him now? But how have I (Fix) so al- ,
' lowed myself to be fascinated, when 1 1
have it warrant lor his arrest in my ,
! pocket! 1 am decidedly only an ass!'
Thus reasoned the detective, whi'e
' tho hours slipped on too slowly for his
I liking. He did not know what to do. (
' Sometimes he felt like tolling Mrs. '
, Aouda everything. But he understood
how ho would bo received by the young '
woman. What course! should ho take?
Ho was tempted to go in pursuit of this
Fogg acro.is tho immen.se white plains. ;
It did not seem iniuosslblo for him to
j find him. 'I ho footprints of tho dc
; tachment wero still imprinted upon
I tho snow! But, under a fresh covering,
1 every track would noon bo ollaeeil.
; Fix was discouraged. He felt an al- '
most insurmountable desire to abandon
I the party. This very occasion of leav- 1
ing Koarnev station and of prosecuting
I the journey no fruitful in mishaps, was
! opened to him.
I About two o'clock in tho afternoon,
while the snow was falling in largo
Hakes, long whistles wore hoard (joining '
from the east. An enormous shadow,
j proceded by a lurid light, slowly ad- '
j vanced, considerably increased by the '
mist, which gave it a fantastic appear- j
J unco.
Put no train wits expected yet from
the east. The help asked for by tele- j
graph could not arrho so soon, and the '
train from Omaha to San Francisco I
would not puss until the next day. '
They wero soon enlightened. j
This locomotive, moving under a '
small head of steam, and whistling very ,
loud, was the one which, tit tor being
detached from the train, had continued j
its course with such frightful speed. ,
carrying tho unconscious lironiau and
engineer. It had run on for several
milos; then tho lire had gonn down for
want of fuel; the steam had slackened,
and an hour afterwards, relaxing its.
speed bv degrees, the engine finally
stoppeil twenty miles ooyond Kear
ney Station.
Neither tho engineer nor tho liroman
was dead, and after a very long swoon
they revived.
Tho englno had stopped. Whon ha
saw himself in tho desert, and tho
locomotive without cars attached to it,
the engineer understood what had hap
pened. Ho could not guess how tho
locomotive had been detached from tho
train, but he did not doubt that the
train, left behind, was In distress.
Tho engineer did not hesitates as to
what he ought to do. To continue his
course in the direction of Omaha was
prudent, to return towards tho train,
which tho Indians wero perhaps yob
robbing, was dangerous. No matter!
Coal and wood Wore thrown Into the
furnaco, tho tiro started up again, the
head of steam increased again, and
about two o'clock in tho afternoon tho
engine returned, running backwards to
Kearney Station. This was tho whist
ling thoy heard in the mist.
It was a great satisfaction for tho
travelers, when thoy saw tho locomo
tive put at tho head of the train.
Thoy wero going to bo able to con
tinue their journey so unfortunately in
terrupted. On tho arrival of tho engine, Mrs.
Aouda came out of the station, and
addressing tho conductor, she asked:
" You aro going to start?"
"This very instant, madamo."
"But tho prisoners our unfortunate
companions "
" I can not interrupt tho trip," re
plied tho conductor. " Wo aro already
three hours behind time."
"And when will tho next train com
ing from San Francisco pass?"
" To-morrow evening, madamo."
"To-morrow evening! But it will
bo too lato. Wo must wait "
" Impossible," replied tho conduct
or. " If you aro going, got aboard
tho car."
" I will not go," ropliod the youiut
woman.
Fix hoard this conversation. A fow
moments before, when every means of
locomotion failed him, he had decided
to quit Kearney, and now that the
train was there, ready to continue its
course, and ho only had to seat himself
again in the car, an irresistible force
fixed him to the ground. Tho platform
of tho station burned his feet, and ho
couldn't tear himself away from it. The
conllict within himself recommenced.
His auger at his want of success choked
him. Ho was going to struggle on to
the end.
Meanwhile tho passengers and somo
of the wounded among others Colonel
Proctor, whoso condition was very se
rioushad taken scats in tho cars. The
I bu..ing of the overheated boiler was
I heard; tho steam escaped through tho
I valves; tho engineer whistled; tho train
' started and soon disappeared, mingling
1 its wluto smoke witli the whirling of
j tho snow. .
I The detective, Fix, had remained.
I Some hours passed. Tho weather
was verv bad, tho cold very keen. Fix,
1 seated on a bench in tho station, was
motionless, it migut nave neon sup
posed that ho was sleeping. Notwith
standing the storm, Mrs. Aouda left
every moment the room which had
been placed at her disposal. She went
to the cud of tho platform, t trying to
look through tho tempest of snow,
wishing to pierce tho mist which nar
rowed "the horizon around her, listening
if she could hear any sound. But thero
was nothing. She went in then, chilled
through, to return a few moments later,
and always'in vain.
Evening came. The little detach
ment had not returned. Where was it
at this moment''' Had it been able to
overtake the Indians? Had there been
a light, or wero these soldiers, lost in
the mist, wandering at a venture? The
Captain of Fort Kearney was very un
easy, although ho did not wish to let
his uneasiness appear
Night came; the snow foil less heav
ily, but the intensity of the cold in
creased. The most intrepid glance
would not have looked at this vast, ob
scute space without terror. An abso
lute silence prevailed over the plain.
Neither the llight of a bird nor tho
passage of a wild boast disturbed tho
uubiokcu quiet.
During the whole night, Mrs. Aouda,
her mind lull of dark presentiments,
her heart filled with anguish, wandered
011 the border of the prairie. Her im
agination carried her afar oil' and
snowed her a thousand dangers. What
slio .suffered during thoso long hours
could not bo expressed.
Fix, still immovable in tho same spot,
did not sleep. At a certain moment, a
man approached and spoke to him, but
tho dotoctive sent him itwnv, after re
plying to him by a negative sign.
finis the night passed. Atuawn, tho
half-concealed di-k of tho sun rose
from 11 misty horizon. Mill tho oyo
might reach as far as two miles. Phil
eas Fogg and the detachment had gone
to the south. The south was entirely
deserted. It was then seven o'clock in
the morning.
The Captain, extremely :mious, did
not know what course to take. Ought
he to send a second detachment to help
the first? Ought ho to sacrifice Iresli
men with so few chances of saving
those who wero sacrificed at first? But
his hesitation did not l-isl, and with a
gesture calling ono of his Lieutenants,
ho gave him tho order to throw out a
roconnoissance to tho south, when
shots wero heard. Was it a signal?
The soldiers rushed out of tho fort, and
half 11 milo distant they perceived a
small band returning in good order.
Phileas Fogg marched at tho head,
and near him Passepartout anil the two
passengers, rescued from tho hands of
the Sioux.
There was a fight ten miles south of
Fort Kearney. Passepartout ami his
two companions wero already slrug-
, g.iug against their captors, and the
Frenchman had knocked down throe of
j them with -iiis list, when his master and
I tho soldiers rushed to their rosette.
j TO UU CONTINWliU.
FACTS AM) FIGURES.
Louisiana has 108 vnrlotlos of troo.i
Well suited for lumber and fuel.
Cigar boxes aro mado of Spanish
cedar, imported front Cuba.
Railroad bulldors now nt work in
Texas outnumber tho United Statos
army.
A ciBtorn four feet in diamotor will
hold nlnoty-four gallons of water to '
nvory foot in depth.
Forty-throe wool growors in Tom
(Jrcono County, Texas, shoarod last
spring 112,210 pounds of wool.
Paplor-macho Is mado from paper
pulp without sizing; sometimes clay,
chalk and other pigments are used.
An oloetrlo headlight has been suc
cessfully used on a locomotivo in Aus
tralia. 'It illuminated tho track clearly
for i00 yards, but tho atmosphoro there
is exceedingly clear.
In Ciormany, last year, out of 1,000
girls married, 1U.I wero w voiim old,
103 wore 27, and 102 wero 28. Those
wero most favored matrimonial ages,
and there wero more women married at
:if than at ID.
The report of tho nowly-ostablishod
Analytical Laboratory, in Paris, shows
that out of -152 samplos of wine pur
chased bytho inspectors in tho month
of Juno, JJ18 wore adulterated; out of 22
of cider, 10; out of 180 of milk and
cream, 120; out of 11) of butter. 10. No
fewer than 18 out of tho Al samples of
spices analyzed were condemned in like
manner. Tho report on chocolato and
swcot meats Is scarcely more favorable.
Tho census now reports the total
production of tobacco in this country at
172,0151,150 pounds. The largest pro
ducers, strange to say, yield tho small
est amount per acre. Thus Virginia,
Maryland, Kentucky and Tennessee,
whioh raiso most of tho oxportod tobac
co, show an auuually decreasing aver
ago to the acre; whereas, in those
Statos whoro tobacco is raised
mainly for domestic use, the yield is
high and increasing ovory your.
WIT AND WISDOM.
A prominent Now York lawyor con
fidentially informs us that during his
experience he hits never met with a di
vorce ease but what thero was a woman
iu it. Yonkers (Juzctte.
The Now York Commercial Adver
tiser speaks of Cory O'Lanus as tho only
Irish play of Shakespeare, evidently
forgetting O'TIiollo, who was ono of
tho Moores of Ireland. Boston Com
mercial Bulletin.
An expert zoological gardon man
says that tho female among animals of
the cat species aro always the most cruel
and ferocious. How proud man natur
ally feels of his sox. N. Y. Commercial
Advertiser.
J. W. Riley has a pooin on " Tho
Lost Kiss." lio doesn't mako it very
plain as to how ho lost it; but it is pre
sumed her mother came into tho room
just in tlino to catch horatit. Bochcster
Express.
Tho discoverer of petroleuiff,' Col
onel Drake, died in Pennsylvania, 11
comparatively poor man, while hun
dreds of undortakers and coroners
grow wealthy from tho fruits of his
discovery.-- Hurlmyton UawKcyc.
-That Whito Mountain highway
man took tho wrong method of preying
upon people visiting summer resorts.
Ho should hnvo started a hotel; ho
would thus have found the business
easier and attendod with less risk.
tiomcrvillc Journal.
About three o'clock yesterday aft
ernoon a largo crowd of men ami boys,
near tho corner of Main Street ami
Austin Avenue, wero troatod to an ex
hibition of wifely devotion, which could
not but all'oct tho strongest heart. Tho
woman had found her husband lying in
a beastly state of intoxication in an
alloy. Instead of being exasperated,
sho gently turned him over to a com
fortable position, and, running her hand
into his vest pocket, she extracted a
twenty-dollar bill, and remarked: "I
reckon I've got tho deadwood on that
now bonnet I've boon sullorin' for."
She made a straight streak for tho
nearest millinery shop. Strong men
wiped the moisture from their oyes at
the wife's heroic devotion for st hus
band who had, by strong drink, brought
himself ho low u.i to neglect to provide
his wife with the common necessaries
of lifo. Texas Siftimjs.
Her Kci'OinmcmhitioiiH.
' I'was a dull, heavy ovoning; the
light of the do'on gas-jets along tho
streets only served to malco tho hazo
and fog visible. Tho clock just tinkled
forth the hour of nine, and, witli tho
usual remark that "'twas timo honest
folks wore abed," old McGunnigigglo
trudged oil' tip-stairs, followed by tho
ugeopurtnor of his sorrows and search
er for his joys.
" Don't you young folks setup till tho
morning paper comos, this time,"
.shoutodsho over the bannister.
"No 00," replied a sweet voice
from tho parlor; "wo won't, will wo?"
said she in an undertone.
"Not if I know it," was tho reply.
" If the old folks aro going to bo as sour
as this I guess I'll skip now," and he
reached tor his hat.
"See hero!" and tho girl's eyes
gleamed with oarnostness, "vou'ro tho
lirst fellow I've had, and you vo got to
put down that hat, and sit up and court
mo in good shape. I'm liomoly, I
know, but I can build bettor broad,
iron a bosom shirt, knit a pair of stock
ings quicker, and make SI. 37 go furthor
than any girl in tho village. Them's
my recommendations."
"That suits mo oxactly," and his hat
How into tho corner, ami that evening
tho details of tho wedding wore all ar
ranged. Ho depended on a girl as
smart as that to get tho best of tho old
folks.
il
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