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THE BED CLOUD CHIEF. a: MY POOR WIPE. BY-J. P. 6-Mse-a k-:-5 CHAPTER Xlv "Great heavens! Was It nn accident or do you mean 6ho committed euI cldo?" "Sulcldo. ny, that's what they called It I didn't remember tho word until yo mentioned It 'sulcldo whllo In n Btnto of trumpery Insanity' was tho Jury'a vcrdlck. For nigh on six months aforo poor llttlo Helen camo Into tho wurrld her mother was ft hopoless Ulot, that ought to havo been locked up safo In a '6ylum, as I ought to know well." "Great heavens I And this was kept from me Intentionally kept by that wretched old woman who flaunts her religion " "Charity an' religion begins at homo with wan o' her kind. If sho had tould you, tho chances aro ye'd havo sloped off an' left on her hands u burthen sho hated an' had fretted against coro for tho last eighteen year. Sho saw her chanco and didn't let It clip. Who'd bo after blamln' her, when ye como to think of It?" "Tho madness was Inherited In tho family, I mean?" I asked, with sullen bitterness. "No, It wasn't. Sorry a Casey I over hjjard of bcln' tool: that way beforo or Blnce." "What was tho cause of It?" "Sorrow, treachery, cruelty, an' wrong, them was tho cause of It wrong such as 'ud drive women o' my kind by degrees to tho whisky bottlo jan' tho county Jail, but which, In wnn summer's day, turned poor Nora Casey from a light-hearted sunny lass Into, as I'vo already tould ye, a broodln' liopoless ljlotl" "Tell mc all about It; nothing must to kept back from mo now. What was tho mother's story? Quick!" "Alsy, alsy, I'll tell It yo soon rnouEh," remonstrated Molly sooth ingly, squatting herself on tho ground, her hands clasping her knees. "Nora was tho ould wan'a only daughter, an' the youngeil o'Uho family; when (the boyo all went their ways shonad to remain at home. Sho was mo nurso child, and as purty a girl as yo'd care to meet In a day's walk, and as Uko her daughter ns two peas, only brighter an' moro wlnnln' In her ways, an never wld that broodln' heavy look Mies Helen often had. She was let grow up Jest as ycr wlfo was, with no moro eddlcatlon or caro or lookin' after than If she was thrown on the wurrld without a sow-1 of her own. Sho used to wander about tho mountains all day long, and In courso of timo met a scoundrel. "Ho had como In a grand yacht that anchored In tho bay. Every day ho used to meet her somewhere or other, nn' soon won her heart, for ho was handsome an' elegant, like no wan sMb'd never met beforo. Ono day ho tould hor to meet him next night at 11 o'clock. In St. Drlgld's ruined church beyond the point below, an' that ho would have a minister to marry them, making her swear sho was to toll no wan, for It It was knov n ho was about to marry a. poor girl he'd bo ruined for life. But after a few months he said he was to como In for a largo fortune end be his own master, nn' then he'd bring her to his homo In England nn' intrqjuco her to his people. "Poor Nora believed him and went lo tho abbey, where suro enough there was a minister all In whlto ready to mako them wan. She kept the saycrct safo, poor sowl, on', when tho cowld rain and tho bleak wind camo, ho Balled away In his yacht, an' after he'd been u couplo of months gono news camo .wan day from Droonilenguo that ho had been married over In England to eorno grand lady with a lot of money Ibo week before. But Miss Nora only laughed when she heard It, an' didn't seem in tho lalst put out, though I watched hor close, suspcctln' thoro was Bomcthln' between them, though not tho cruel truth, Heaven knows. "Well, Just three days after wo heard the rumor, a letter camo to Miss Nora encloeln' a check for fifty pounds, and t'ellln' her that the marriage up at tho old church hadn't been n ralo one at All, that the minister was only his valet dressed up, as he'd daro say she'd sus pected all along. An ho was mortal sorry ho had to give her up; but hard necessity obliged him to marry his present wife, to whom ho had been enssage,a for tho last two years, nn' &c i begged her pardon an1' wished hor well an' would never forget or ceasp to love. hist dear ..mountain, maid., 'That , was all. ,l - "When Bho'd read It an' understood it at last, she went ragln' though the Mouse like a madwoman, the letter In her hands; an' wljcn her. mother road It too, an' loarntithe cruel etomfdr,, the first time, she JuBt opened her ball--door, an' wld her own hard hands (thrust the poor maddened craytliure out Into tho cowld night: an' bade her JmSppross the doorstep of the houso tneifcad disgraced. it wasn't until the middle of the next day we heardwhat Aad been done; an' mo ould man an' me, wld our hearts In our mouths, set jt to aearch for hor. Wo didn't find few until the evening after, thirty telle away, lyln' In a ditch, half famlabed and frozen, her poor wits completely gone I . 'ft brought her home, coaxed an' j SMITH. rZ- :-t-X-5-5GS &$ nursed her as well as wo could, but sho sat all day long on a stool boforo tho fire Bhtvcrln' an' not seeming to hear or understand a word that was goln on. Wo thought that perhaps whon hor poor child camo, Hoavcn would eeo fit to glvo hor back her senses, but It wasn't so; an' In less than a week after Helen was born her mother ono night stolo out of hor bed and threw herself from tho cliffs down to tho beach below, whore, n3 I'vo told yo, her body was picked up next day. That's her story." CHAPTER XV. After a few minutes I looked up to whisper brokenly (, "And her her daughter, you moan to say sho Inherited you mean I I married a " "Hor daughter," sho Interrupted eag erly, "grow up In mo kcepln' Hko every other child I reared; thero was nothlu' particular about her, excopt that sho was a bit quieter an sister to mind than most babies maybe. When she was threo year old, hor granny took her from mo; whether becnuso she wa3 touched with remorse or becauso of tho Ill-will and sharp tongues o' tho neigh bors somo o' tho ddylcrs nt Droom loaguo refusln' to buy tho praties sho sent Into market I can't say; but, at any rate, sho took hor and kep' her un til you enrao." "Molly, Molly, you mean to tell inc you saw no signs of tho mother's disease that you believe her to bo free frco from Oh, for Hoaven's sake hldo nothing from mo now! I havo been used basely enough among you all. You must tell mo everything now everything!" I cried, roughly seiz ing her hands. "I Baw nothing wrong about her nothing, I tell you, until until, as bad luck would havo It, when Bho was a slip of a girl of fifteen, sho heard hor mother's story, an' It certainly I won't dccalvc you, sir preyed on her a sight Sho had a bad fovcr, an' raved a lot,. always tnlkln about tho say and tho shoro, wlshlu' sho was a mermaid under tho water, nnd a lot like that. Sho several times tried to get out of her bed and go outshlo; an' wo had somo trouble In houldln' her down. An' when she recovered sho told mo she was sorry she didn't die, as sho was no uso to any wnn In tho wurld, nn' her granny was disappointed sho didn't die too. Well, for somo time afthor, I must say, a sort of a shiver always camo over mo when I saw her walkln' too close to tho edgo of tho cliffs; but by degreoa tho feolln woro away, an' sho became almost horsclf again." "Then, Molly, Molly," I whispered plteously, "you you havo no fear about her now! You feel Bho la Sato safo only hiding from mo In a lit of temper. I I will bo suro to hear from her In a day or two at tho farthest; you havo no apprehension no " I stopped, for Molly turned hor head away, and, with her hands shading her eyes, stared mutely out to sea. I remember fooling tho ground surge btrangoly under mo, seeing tho btony beach where- poor Nora's mangled body lay move slowly out with tho reced ing wave, and a lurid darkness creop ing over the clear sunlight; it was only for a moment. I shook off tho dizzi ness, staggered to ray feet,- to find a ragged boy holding an orango envelopo toward me, "A telegram! Sho Is found!" "Sho Is found where where?' gasped Molly, seizing my arm. "It docs not say. Tho message Is from my housekeeper telling mo they havo nows; I am to como at once. That's all." Twenty-four hours later I was stand lug In tho hall at homo, Mrs. Murray's hand resting on my shaking arm. "Hush, hush I" she said In answer to my incoherent Inquiries. "In a mo ment In a moment I'll tell you all. Como Into tho study, Master Paul. I'vo a letter you must read first." I followed her in; sho laid an en velopo, directed to mo In my wife's writing, In my hand. "It was found lnsldo your desk a few hours after you left. I I don't know how you missed seeing It." I broke the sea and read tho fol lowing slowly twlco through "Paul, I followed you last night Into the wood when you thought I was sleeping quietly In my bed. I saw In your arms tho woman you lovo, I heard you begging her to glvo up homo, for tune, fame, and fly to tho other end of tho world with you, for you could not and would not llvo anothor day apart from her. And as I listened to ypu tho curso which had hung over mo oven before I came into the world suddenly 'fell. fcf'The dark still air became thick with a;' thousand i faces I had, hovor seen b ore; yet which I seemed to know as well os'l'knew yours, voices whispered In my cars; lights, red, bluo, yellow, danced before my eyes; a breath 01 rushing buoyant llfo filled my body; 'I felt as If I could havo flown round tho world for ever and know no fatigue, all tho fovcr, anguish, struggle and horror of the past week died In mo, a horrlblo exultation took their place. "I felt that the supremo moment of ro? llfo had come, tho moment for which I had been born, lived, and suf fered until then, t fek that If I could not kill you my brnln would burst. I rushed forward blindly, stumbled ovo tho trunk of a tree, and camo to tho. ground, whoro I lay stunned for a few momontit. Whon I roao, you had gono. "I went back to my bed, slopk for somo time, anil awoko at dawn frith tho murdorous fever on mo fiercer than before. I Btolo let your room, Paul I, your wife, tho nnmoloss daughter of a mad mother, who had decolvcd you basely, robbed you of poacc, hap piness, honor and love, yet who had received nothing In return from you tyit countlosn benefits, Intlnlto forbear ancc, noblest patience. I leaned ovor you ns you slopt, a razor pressed to your throat. The touch of tho steel or tho 11 ro of my murderous breath awoko you. You looked nt mo calmly, and-1 slunk nwny cowed, loathing my self, cursing tho day that gavo llfo to such a wretch ns I. "All that morning I knelt by your pillow In an n'gony of shnmo, of ro morse, prnylng for strength to leave you beforo you would guess my hor rlblo Bccrot Strength seemed to como; I roso to go when you were driving up tho nvcuuo with her. I went to tho window to tako my farewell look; you woro standing In tho porch together whispering eagerly, her hand was clasping you1.-. I struggled florcoly for a moment, but passion overmastered mo again. I ran quickly down to your study, unlocked a drawer whoro I had seen you hldo n packet of vermin poison ono day, and poured It Into tho glass of wlno you asked for. You took it unsuspiciously; nud when it was half way to your lips you turned with a smllo and a kind word to mc ami, thank Heaven, I was ablo to dash It from your hnnd3 thank Heaven, thank Heaven! "And now I go from you, Paul, for ever, with n prayer on my lips and In my guilty heart for your penco nnd welfare, llo happy with her you lovo, and forget tho wretched woman who deceived you. Put her from your mem ory and your llfo as it sho had never boon. Now, I can wrlto no moro my hand shakes; strange lights are burn lng boforo my eyes; a torturlug thirst consumes mc, though I hoar the splash ing of cool water everywhere around. I must go oh, lovo, love, how can I wrlto Farewell?" Tho popor fell from my hands, I turnod wildly to Mrs. Murray. "Whoro Is sho, whoro is she? Let mo go to her nt onco. I tell you, sho Is desperato, maddened; thero is not a moment to losol" Mrs. Murray, with her hands to hor eyes, answered with a weak whimper. I rushed toward tho door, and then becamo awaro for tho first time that tho room was full of familiar faces my Unclo Gerard from Klbton, my two cousins from Leamington, Gcnoral Stopford, Doctor Flnlay, and somo othora I had not tho power to recog nize. (To bo Continued.) DAUDET'S CHILDLIKE NATURE. I'liMlouatn Dotlre to Urr, Act nnd KnJoj Without Iiitermlasloti. I beg to insist for a moment upon tht chtldllko nature of Daudcl's charactor, says Pall Mall Gazette. It Is true that everything sccma to havo been said In pralso of Daudet. All tho forms of eulogy havo bcon exhausted In enu merating his great and luminous qual ities. But I havo not seen noted in any of tho studies of the novelist this striking featuro of his charactor. Dau det was a child, a marvelous child, ex ceptionally gifted and possessing all tho beautiful and adorablo qualities of childhood confldonco, goneroslty, vcrlsh Imagination nnd a passionate deeiro to. llvo, to act, to enjoy, with out Intermission or cessation. And to tho end of his life, although rlvoted to his armchatr, Daudet gave the bcBt advice, showed us how ardent was hla pafslon Tor Justice nnd humility, and mado us sharo with him tho Joy of liv ing by Ideas. If I insist upon this rhlldllko nature of Daudct's character It Is because I assign to this trait tho placo of honor; It Is to the artless na tures, to children and to enthusiasts that wo owo all great progress, splen did Ideas, marvelous Inventions, gener ous and charitable impulses. nulireen Tto I'lrcs. Ho was a passenger on a fast train bound for St Louis, and when about fifty miles from that village ho Jumped from tho rear platform. "Why did you do It?" asked tho phy sician at the llttlo way station, whon ho had rccovorcd hla senses. "It was fato," replied tho sufferer, with n faint smllo. "I might have gone farther and fared much worao." Oia.Strle PolUencjf. Pollto Old Gentleman I pefcclvo, madam, that I need not Inquire about your healthi Nice Old Lady Thank you, sir; I confess that I fool ton years younger than I am. Pollto Old Gentle man Possibly, madam, but you can not fcoj a day younger than you look. Why He Would, "Do you think that Boeckle, the tail or, would glvo mo credit for a suit of clothes?" k 'Docs ho know you 7" "No." "Oh, in that caso ho would."-. Das Kleino Wltzblatt. The Hmokelett Variety. Waggles thlB war has shown that powder should be unlike a child. Jag-glosr-What in tho world do you mean? WaBfilcs It should bo heard, but net seen. Prince Albert of Monaco is having a magnetic observatory built in .the Azores. tSmJDNVEIj ? "Cloaks? Yes, madam," n dubious compliment to tho maturity of my np penrance: "Will you havo a fur circu lar? Hero la ono of the bcot silk with a mink lining, only ono hundred and twcnty-flvo dollars." Feeling very humble, I mado known tho fact that n cloth cloak was what I wbb seeking, and the young woman led tho way to another department. "Now hero la ono that I can fully recommend," sho said after I had flnnl ly mado hor comprehend that twonty flvo dollars was my limit. "This Is n pattern cloak, und" but two of them wcro Imported, tho other was cent to Denver. We only uso themjor sugges tions, never copying exactly, co you need not be afraid of having a "common garment." I confess that tho last argument was conclusive, ns I despised tho ready mado garments which wcro sold by tho hundreds exactly nllko, making a clara of buyers look ns though they wcro In uniform. Turning regretfully away from tho handsomer garments, I pur chascd'tho cheaper one, (ho solo speci men of Its style. Feeling that of n truth poverty has Its stlugs, I doubt If I was really grateful for tho cloak that I was able to poetess as I thought of tho moro beautiful ono, which I wanted so badly. My now cloak was Uko charity, In asmuch ns that It would cover many sins In the way of shabby drosses, nnd enablo mo to mako qullo a respectable appearanco despite my too obtrusive poverty, for I was but a working woman. My dear father little thought of the sorrow In storo for his petted daughtor when ho bo tenderly provided for her every want and would not permit her to lenrn Belf-rellnnco or any means of support. When ho passed away, about four years prior to tho opening of my etory, tho llttlo property that was -left after all was settled up, simply pro vided a Bmnll lucomo for mother, brother and I having renounced our claims thereto. Frank urged us both to mako our homo with his family, but I did not want to. Mother being ablo to pay a small sum for board was very happy with her children and grand children and 1 sought to earn my liv ing in Boston forty miles distant from tho family. It was very stern dlsclpllno for mo to go directly from a fine homo Into tho struggle of llfo, copeclally as I had no Idea how I could turn my talents, en tirely untrained, into money. I am suro that wcro It possible for my father to be conscious of my trials, ho would sharo my sufferings nnd bitterly re gret that I had not been educated to a regular business. Embroidery, In which I was skilled, offered small compensation, but I thankfully Rccoptcd it nnd at last learned to do acceptable work, and for fo-Jmy own trade, eo that I felt mcasur ably independent. Z bad long needed a cloak and had THE SILK ONE3. been caving for that purpeso when Frank came to tho city for a brief visit and mado mo a present of ten dollars, which, added to what I had, enabled mo to get tho coveted garment. He had asked me to go and ceo ModJeska in -'As you Uko It," so I hastened to procure my cloak so as to mako a presentablo appearanco. Wo enjoyed the play very much, but alasi i tnoso street cars ceased running bo early that In order to get my suburban boarding place wo had to nia,ko a mad scramble as tho curtain went down on tho last act. Without wnltlng to glvo tho check to the maid, I seized my cloak and g6t In to it ns wo rushed down tho atalrs, aided by my brother. As wo seated ourselves in tho street car I put my hand into thq coat pocket for my mit tens to cover tho thin kid gloves and protect my hands from tlio cold. To my astonishment, I drew out a dainty pair of Bilk ones In placo of the sober brown saxony wool pair knit by my own dear mother. How could this thing be? I was cure that It was my own cloak, for I had been assured that the only one Uko it hod been sent to Denver. Clearly someone roust havo oat them into my pocket by mistake. Muffe m and war enclosing man, who, to nT good looking. Frank glanced at it that ho was not awaro that I housu a handsomo friend. With Just a bit o vexation apparent, I told him nbout my clonk and tho story of tho sales woman. "Then It must bo that tho lady from Denver Is visiting Boston and hao a penchant for tho theater also," ho re marked with a smile. Hoping' to discover a clue to the owner of tho cloak no as to return tho mittens, tho cloaks were exact conn torpnrta nnd equally now, I rend tho letter, which was addressed to Mleo Annlo Hhnw, Scotia, N. Y. It began, "Dear Nan," nnd ended "Ever thine, Fred." It was brimful of noiiBcnr.o, but contained nothing to Indicate the relationship of tho parties. I Immedi ately concluded that they nniBt bo lov cm. "A fair exchange Is no robbery," It la said, co as tho principal point of dlffcrcnco In tho property was In the mlttcne, I mado no effort to find Miss Shnw, convinced that Bho was but n visitor to tho city and that I could not traco her through tho directory. I THIS IS NOT NAN'S. diligently read tho papers, however, lest alio might deeiro to regain the photo and would ndvertlhc, but I saw uo notlcu. Not long afterwards nB I was rush ing through the street to a car sta tion, Miburbnnltcs are always In n hur ry, I heard hasty steps behind mu and a blrong arm w,ta laid upon my shoulder with a, "What's your hurry, Nau? I am all out of breath chailng you." I turnod my hend nnd the stranger Eaw my face, ho raised hla hat courte ously nnd said: "Pardon me, but you arc not Nan If you aro wearing her now cloak." I well knew that It was decidedly Improper to speak to a stranger on tho street, hut zeal to discover MIhj Shav and restore her mittens led mo to an swer him In his own spirit "Thanks, but this lo not Nan's clonk, It la my own." With' n confused apology ho wns about to Icavo mo when I detained him and rehearsed tho story of tho ex change of garments and naked his as sistance to regain no own. With a peculiar reticence, I refrained from mcntlpulng tho photo us I recognized Its original beforo mc, telling only of tho mlttuna as tho point of difference. Ho raid that ho knew the young lady well, In fact had been her escort that crenlng ns sho watt visiting friends of hU own. For somo unex plained reason sho had acemed very desirous of icgnlnlng her cloak al though, co far nc ho' could perceive, thero was no difference between them. Feeling anxious to restore Miss Shaw's proporty, for -that was her name, I gave him my address and he promised to bring her to call upon me. By this time we had reached tho car station and after assisting mo Into the car ho turned nwny. Not long afterwards Miss Shaw and "Fred," whom I learned was "Mr. Jucksou," called and wo had a merry evening as wo discussed the contre temps of tho cloakB, especially aa "Nan" said; "I could not understand the cx chango ns I prided myself on being tho .cole possessor of n cloak of this peculiar stylo of trimming." "Aro you from Denver?" I naked. Sho looked a bit puzzled and then laughed heartily as she told the samo story which had lavclgtcd mc Into tho purchase Miss Shaw declared that she woutd embroider her name nnd address on a ribbon hanger, as tho stores do, to Identify her clonk in tho future, and I mentally determined to do likewise. After that I was fairly haunted by duplicates of my cloak mado after such an exclusive model. Tho church which attended had freo Bents and persons ;''! o ni iiucny iu mi wuurcver jnuy RJ'obo. I generally took tho samo ono every Sunday as was the custom of other regular attendants. One day as J entered llio pew nnd knelt for silent prayer I noticed a htranger in it, or rather, saw a garment, Uko mine;' J thought at first that It wao Nan Shaw", but soon dlqccrncd, that It was n strangor. "Tho lady from Denver this time surely," I thought, but did not address her. The ejory of tho, cloak I fear intruded ltrclf Into my prayers far more than It should havo done. I was quite pleased wlthllsa Shaw, and nu sho had so kindly invited mo, returned her call. I told her of tho lady at church and we laughingly dis cussed tho question pf forming a club of those who woro cloaks of our "ex clusive" pattern, I enjoyed my visit greatly and remained later than I thought eo had to hasten my steps homeward. I was rushing along the street toward tho car station when "Pardon mc, aro you from Denver?" 1 ICl Hi W It' roSi flings c-TfT repast ar Mr. Jackror so late It It! woult. bo hannyS Booth nnd Barrel wli.1 toccthcr nt thnt Hmn MUA Was not to bo llnhttv fniVdlri stifled my feeling thnt posYblyV;pe Nan" mlRht object, "Thine forover, Fred" tnklng another girl to an en tertainment. This was but tho beginning of a de lightful acquaintance. At first I would mako Bomo passing remark about Mis Shaw and Bho occaelonaly mado on of tho parly when wo pnssed nn even ing together, but gradually wo ccaied to rnlsa hor. Onco I taxed him with neglecting her, whon ho calmly rv piled thnt eho had Jilted him, saying thnt sho wns Uko most girls who did not caro for attentions from tholr own brothers whon eonio othor glrl'i brothor woh nrnunil. Quito to m'y eur prlso I learned thnt Mr. Jackson wa Annie's half brother, both having had tho namo mother. Fred was ten years older than hla slater and as thoy wero orphans, had been mado hor guardian. An lnteiiHo affection for hla mother led him to bo very tender of her youngest child. It was oomowhnt strnngo to mo to noto tho IntciiBo rollof that this ex planation gnvo mo. It wos Now Year's ovo nnd wo wero going to tho servlco tho noxt day. He had been passing tho evening with mo. We wre to meet Annlo nnd a friend at the church and I wao to go homo with her and spend tho holiday. What Fred thought of tho expression on my face ns I realized that my absurd Jealousy of Annlo was without founda tion, I wna Aoon to learn. As I glanced at him I caught a look of puzzled sur prise and then ho seized both ay hands In his as he drew mo to him. ''And bo you wcro Jealous of my llttlo Bister?" ho said, "Ah, Nellie, my darling, tho question thnt t dared not ask Is answered I lovo you dearly and havo been getting up my courage to ak for that greatest New Year's gift that you can give, your own sweet'solt to bo my bride. May I claim It, for I know now that you lovo me?" Fred blonos that rloak which first mado us acquainted nnd although 1 havo n handisomo sealskin now, will hot consent to parting with It H looks over my shoulder aa I write and snys that I ehould have called this utory "My Fortunuto Cloak," since H brought mo a husband, Men nr u conceited. Ring mournfully, mournfully, bells V 0, drearily, drearily rlngl Th6 old yenr'a nlmoot through 1 For tho Old ring mournful knelU; But a merrier song wc'IJ sing, A merrier cong for the Newl Tho gray old year is dying; His hours aro almo3t pgent; His momenta fust aro flying; The midnight winds aro sighing;" The bougbn In prayer are bent For the gray old year that's dying) The cad old dying year Leaves many a heart n smarting, Rut Joys ho leaves us, toaMflMsu xA And we'll glvo n frk A tear for the old, For tho old tho He's been a good, Good sermons Good seed has 0, wo might Would wo but Of tho good ol Tho Old, departl Bowed low wit lOB. Will come to The New com With Joy and h As tho old yeai Adieu, old yoar, a3 Vr.ni ftnmlncr trial vu, w...,D - r-?'uqer, And we've learned so much of w But your days woro, all too tfM And your going leaves us 'snddo'r; " Adieu, old year, adlouj - 'A King merrily, merrily, ueui n . .... " II.. .-.. If Now merrily, mcrrBysj-Iw Wn'Vn a umlln iifMApiHif-WI Ring merrily, merrily, belli u, mcrriiy, merriiy nt Ring In the Thei list of 6J has, .iiiiin. v.!-t .ESV" vJ muirj . m &zm gofl