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About The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 3, 1899)
By Author of "Hetty," Etc.
nmo Arnnud liml or will Uko n box,
and she Invites us all."
A beautiful woman, about whoso
beauty thcro could not bo two opln
lor -of goodly height, yet so full of
grnc that she was rarely described as
tall with a certain gentle Btatcllnesa
that no words can qulto describe with
a head well poised, gray eyes that had
moro tenderness, more passion In their
depths than any othor eyes I had ever
seen, tnobllo lips as expressive ub tho
eyes, a face a porfect oval, clearly, deli
cately cut, bright, brown wavy hair,
growing gracefully around a perfect
brow the most beautiful woman I had
over Been, ever dreamt of Madatno
She had tho gracious ways which n
beautiful woman learns by the tlmo
ho is thirty years of age. If thirty
yearn had taken the first soft, peach
like bloom from her complexion, that
was but a small loss. With her queen
ly ways, her slow yet radiant smilo,
sho was far moro charming than any
mere girl could, bo. In her presence
even Meg's prettlness seemed inex
pressive. 1, who had scarcely any
claim to prettlness, was ovorwhclmed
with a sense of my own Insignificance
We saw much of Madame Arnaud.
She came often, and she generally
ramo in the evening whon John was at
home. Ostensibly, her calls were on
me; but, whon she left tho drawing
room, John accompanying her across
tho little hall, she fell at once into a
softer, more familiar tone; sometimes,
half an hour after sho had bidden
good-night to mo, sho was still talking
In a subdued, confidential volco to
John in the hall or in his study; and
now and then John would go with her
the short distance that lay between
our houses, and if tho evening was
quiet I could catch tho sound of their
footsteps as tbey passed and repassed
up and down the pavement, until at
I poked my lire obediently. Tho
merry blaze shot up and dispersed tho
shadows. The firelight was so pretty
that the lamp, which the maid nt that
moment brought In, wns b.tulshcd by
Meg to tho piano In tho corner. The
little afternoon tea tablo wns wheeled
before tho fire, and Meg drew her chair
opposite to mine and sank back In It
with n sigh of luxurious content.
"Ono question, Kitty," sho said.
"Will John come in?"
"I think not not yet."
"Then I'm happy," sho replied; "I
breathe freely. Now confess, Kitty
I'll never tell a soul don't you feel a
sense of rellof when John goes out?"
"No. I don't."
"Kitty, you'ro snappish. Your tem
per was never nice and it's getting
I laughed and began to pour out tho
tea. Meg leant back In her chair and
looked critically at her blue cup, and
stirred her tea slowly with the quaint
little apostle's spoon, then removed tho
spoon to examine it.
"I liko your silver and your china.
Kltfy. Tho sight of your sllvor and
china would almost pcrsuado mo to
marry, If anyone would mnrry me. But
the sight of you and John counteracts
the rash desire."
"How do John and I look?"
"Look at yourself In the glass, dear;
tho glass will speak for one. And John
looks worse. Do you keep him on cold
mutton chops, Kitty? Nothing but an
unvarying diet of mutton chops could
account for his profound gloom."
"John's not gloomy you Imnglno
that," I declared, with n little sharp
catch In my breath even ns I made tho
"And you'ro not gloomy?" ques
tioned Meg, stirring her tea, nnd put
ting out her neatly-shod little feet to
tho welcome blaze. "Is ho a tyrant,
Tho firelight was very bright I
leant back in my chair to escapo from
It. My heart had suddenly turned
cold; I walled for a moment, then
asked a question very quietly.
"Was Madamo Arnaud thcro at tho
Meg hesitated for a moment. Sho
put down her cup, folded her hands in
tier lap, and looked closely nt mo.
"Kitty, for goodness' sake, bo a ra
tlonal being!" sho exclaimed. "If you
hnd meant to bo Jealous of Mndame
HER UNCLE'S JOKK
rnnud, you should have boon Jealous
before you married John, nnd not have
married him. For goodness' sako,
don't bo Jealous nt this Into dato."
"I'm not Jealous," 1 replied, In n dull
yet protesting tone. "Why should I
For many mlnutcB wo sat In sllcnco,
tho clock on tho llttlo chlmney-plcco
ticking audibly In the stillness of tho
room. Then It was I who broko tho
sllcnco. I spoko with sudden passion,
yet In a low, slow, deliberate tone.
"I wish I had never married John,"
I said. "I wish It every day, Meg. I
have spoilt his life. I have mado him
Meg waa as serious now as I. She
camo round to whore I sat, and seated
herself on the elbow of my chair. 1
put my head against her Bhoulder and
sat in silence, looking perfectly hopo
leBsly before mo.
"Ho loved her," I said nt last, still
speaking In a quiet tone, still looking
bofore mo Into the glowing lire. "Some
ono should have told me! No ono told
mo; I did not know I did not know!"
"And I did not know it until aftor
wards," said Meg gently. "I hnd heard
of her. but I had only heard half, the
story. I heard it again tho othor day
"Hut John has told you."
"How strange! It's n long story; 1
scarcely know whore to begin. Ten or
eloven years ago Madamo Arnnud she
was Lucia St. John then waa an
actress, n singer but you know that."
"I know nothing."
"Sho sang In opern; they said she
waB tho coming prima donna. Sho
sang for two seasons; then her volco
"Go on, Meg."
"Sho hnd been engaged to John
how strnngo It Is, Kitty, that I should
know this and not you! did you kuow
sho had been engaged to John?"
"John ought to have told you, I
think. Well, Bhe had been making a
big Income, nnd the Income dwindled
down to nothing suddenly, nnd John
was poor. Ho waa very poor, you
know, In thoso dnya; ho was only a
solicitor with a precarious sort oi
practlco, with a reputation yet to bo
mado. Then ho was struggling to pay
off his father's debt he was poor,
hopolessly. She had made him promise
that, after their marriage, alio Bhould
not glvo up her career sho was to bo
allowed to go on singing. Sho had
beon singing in Pnrls; sho waa coming
home. It was midwinter, and she nnd
MIsb Mortimer, who wns always with
her, choso to remain on deck when
facnslblo pcoplo would have been sleep
ing in their cabins. Sho took cold.
Whon sho got well again her volco was
gone gono aa far as her profession
was concerned. That's her story."
"But not nil. Go on."
(To be continued.)
"No, Kilty; you must never marry
without my consent. You arc not In
love now, nro you?"
"Why, no, uncle. How cou'd I bo
when 1 don't know any one."
"That's so. You didn't hnvo much
chance to fall In love nt school, nnd
your vneitloiis wcro spent with mo.
Now, Kitty, tho man I want you to
marry Is Mr. Right."
"Yes. You have never seen him?"
ho asked, his eyes twinkling.
"No. I don't know nnv Mr. Wrlcht."
"Well, he's tho man I want you to
mnrry, and If you do you shall have
every cent of my money."
"Hut, uncle, 1 have never sion him
and might not caro for him, unit If I
did perhaps ho wouldn't want me."
"Oh, you'll fall In lovo with him fast
enough, ami ns for him not wanting
you why, I'd like to find the man who
couldn't want Kitty Clinton, oven If sho
didn't havo a nlco pocketful of money.
Hut don't worry your pretty head nliottt
him, for thorc'B lots of tlmo. Chnrllo
Emory Is coming, hero next week, end
you can have a good tlmo with him and
wo will seo about Mr. Right Intor on.
You remember Charlie, don't you?"
cs, indeed. I remember Charlie. I
haven't seen him since I was 11 nnd
ho wbb 20. How nlco ho wns to me,
although I wag so much younger. Hut
do you know, uncle, ho was In lovo
with somo one, for ono dny a picture
of a young lady fell from his pocket
and I ran away with It." Sho laughod
aa sho thought how ho had chased her
through tho fields, and whon worn out
Bho had dropped down under a treo to
rest and have n look at tho picture un
til he came up, tired and cross, to claim
it Ho had blushed ns Bho handod It
back, asking, "Is that tho futuro Mm.
"No, it Is Miss Emery, my couBln."
"Well, you needn't blush so. I'm a
sort of cousin, too, but you novcr carry
my picture with you," sho said, getting
up nnd going quickly townrdn tho
house. "Why, Kitty," ho said, follow
ing her, "I think "
"Oh, I don't caro what you think,"
Bho said,' as sho started to run. "You
can mnrry her for all 1 care," and she
had gono in tho house and novor ap-
might know whnt tho consequences
would ho If I spent much tlmo In your
"Oh, Charlie, didn't you know thcro
Is some Mr. Wright undo wnnts mo to
marry? 1 thought likely you know,
nnd never snld anything about It. Un
cle never changes his mind, either,"
"Well, he'll hnvo to, this time," ho
nald, ns ho helped her out of tho boat,
"for If ho doesn't, I'll carry you olt oy
"Oh, yon needn't do thnt, young
man," said a volco closo licaldo him
"1 guess you'ro Mr. Right, and have
my consent before you've asked It."
"Hut, uncle, Charlie's namo Isn't
"1 know his namo Isn't Wright. That
was Just a Jokn of inlno, whlrh you
didn't sen through. I think ho appears
to ho tho right mnn, though,"
"Am I, Kitty?"
"I think, you nro, hut what n funny
way for uncle to put It," nnd tho old
man lnughed noftly as ho went Into tho
house lloaton Post.
"DID YOU NOT KNOW SHE HAD BEEN ENGAGED TO JOHN?"
last sho went indoors and John re
A month went by a chill, gray Octo
ber, with raw mornings nnd misty
evenings nnd rare glimpses of palo
wintry sunshlno. I grew more than
one month older In those four long
weeks. I scarcely knew what troubled
me; I tried to put tho thought of tho
trouble away I shrank from facing It.
John asked mo sometimes if I was
happy; I always assured blm "Yea;"
and perhapB tho assurance was moro
eager than spontaneous, for ho would
look nt mo gently and turn away with
a little sigh.
He was always gentle. I wished im
patlontly sometimes that he would be
lesB patient, less good, loss kind. Wero
men so lnvnrlably patient with wives
they were sure they loVed? Again and
again his sister's words camo back to
mo "You loved her because you
wished to love her. Is such lovo trust
worthy? Will It wear a lifetime? Hus
band It with all your energy!" Tho
words seemed to echo In my brain; I
could not, strlvo as I would, put them
nway from mo.
It was a misty, chilly nftornoon to
ward the end of October. Meg had run
in to ico mo. She was full of life and
spirits; sho laughed at me becauso I
wbb sitting In tho twilight; she kissed
mo and rang tho bell for the lamp and
tea; thon sho kissed me again and
bado me tell her I was glad to see her.
When I assured her of my gladness nhe
put her hands upon my shoulders and
snook mo a llttlo, because my assur
ance, she said, was too lukewarm;
then, reponting, she kUscd me again
because she had shaken me.
"Kitty, my dear, whenever I see you,
I say to myself, 'Don't marry,' " she
aid, divesting herself of her trim llt
tlo sealskin jacket, and looking round,
for tho most softly-cushioned chair.
'Poke your flre, Kitty; let us have a
A Itulnjr Dny In Mnnltn.
To any ono who enjoys the funny
Bldo of life ns well ns tho pathetic,
nnd rocs tho rldlculoui In everything,
n rainy dny on tho Hucolta Is well
worth seeing. Perhaps tho most strik
ing feature to nn American Is the ap
parent unconcern with which tho na
tlvcn tnko tho "cloud-burBt," for no
other namo la applicable to tho rain
nH it comcB down In Manila; olso tho
numerous ways they have of keeping
dry. The most npproved fashion for
a Qullcz driver 1b to roll his trouHcrs
well up above the kneo, without hoo
or stocking, don n mackintosh, nnd ho
1b thoroughly equipped for u heavy
storm. If ho Ib not lucky enough to
own n mackintosh, It docan't seem to
matter much, for ho tnkcB tho rain bb
n natural consequence nnd BayH noth
ing. Tho women all discard their vel
vet slippers nnd tnko ono twist nt tho
longrBUffcrlng skirt band, which lifts
tho nklrt fnr above tho dango" of con
tamination with tho water and mud
of the "Cnlle;" then, If bIio Ib fortu
nate enough to possess nn umbrella,
hho Ib provided for, and If not tho
proud owner of a parnguas, she mili-
1 Btltutca her largo market basket,
COLERIDdt: AND OPIUM HABIT.
Iluw the firrnt Author Arqulrpd tha
I Mini I'rurllro.
Tho following hns been often quoted,
but It cannot bo too widely known. It
Is nn account In Coleridge's own word
of how ho una led Into tho fatal habit
of using opium; "1 wrote a few ntanzai
tuonty-three years ago, boou after my
eyoa had beun opened to tho truo na
ture of tho habit Into which I had beon
Ir.norantly deluded by tho Bccmlng ma
gic effects of opium In tho sudden re
moval of n supposed rheumatism, at
tended with swellings In my knees nnd
palpitations of the heart nnd pains nit
over mo by which I had been bedridden
for nearly six months. Unhappily
among my neighbors nnd landlord'.!
hooks were n Inrgo parcel of medical ro
vIcwh and magazines. I hnd always t
fondness a common enso but most
mischievous turn with rending nion
who arc at all dyspeptic for dabblln
In medical wrltlnr,s,nnd In ono of thcaa
I mot a cbmo which I fancied very Ilka
my own, in which a cure had bee
offertod by tho Kendal black drop. In
nn evil hour I procured It; It warkpjt
miracles tho swellings disappeared,
tho paltiH vanished; I was nil alive, nflit
nil around mo being ns Ignorant as my
8olfnnuthlng could exceed my triumph.
I talked of nothing else, prescribed tho
newly discovered panacea for all com
plaints and carried n bottlo nboutkWlt.
me, not to lose an opportunity r4-1.
ministering Instant rellof and podJi
euro to nil complalnors simple nnd gen
tle Need I say thnt my own apparent
convalescence was nt no long continu
ance? Hut whnt then? Tho nmodr
wan nt hand Infallible. Alasl It is wUn
n bitter smile, n laugh of gall Lnrt'blt
tcrncss, that I recall thin porlpd of un,
Riispcctlng delusion, and how I first bo
come aware of tho maelstrom, tho fatal
whirlpool to which I was drawing, Just
then tho current was beyond m
Btrongth to stem. Tho state of my
mind Is truly portrnyod In tho follow
ing cftunlon, for which God knows that
moment I waa tho victim of palu and
terror, nor had I nt any tlmu taken th
nattering polsm ns n stimulus or any
craving after pleasurable flonsntlons. I
needed nunc, nnd oh, with what unnU
tcrablo Borrow did I read tho 'Confoa
Elona of nn Opium Enter,' In whlcli th
wrltor with morbid vanity makes
boast of what was my misfortune, fo
ho hnd faithfully an., with nn agony
of zcnl been worn! off the gulf nnd yii
willfully struck Into tho cm rent Hav
en bo moiclful to html"
Kitty? Does ho smllo deceitfully bo
foro the world, nnd then In private
"Hnvo some moro tea, Meg, and
don't bo a goose.rt
"Thank you, Kitty. Turn tho handle
of tho teapot this way, dear, and lot
mo help myself don't be such an offi
cious hostess. Do you know tho first
law In tho codo of a hostess' duties?
Cultivate an air of repose. When your
guest politely asks you, 'Docs your hus
band beat you?' don't dash at her with
'Have some moro tea. Tako anofher
piece of sugar.' Your guest will natur
ally conclude that your husband does
"She would need to bo an Imagina
tive guest," I roturnod, laughing. "I
cannot imaglno John's being anything
but very good to mo."
"Don't you find It dull, dear?" asked
Mog, with a refiectlvo air. "I couldn't
possibly love a man whom I couldn't
imaglno being anything but good to
mo. Tastes differ! Talking of tastes,
Kitty, my dear, I llko cream, not milk,
In my tea. Don't bo economical so
early In life, It's a vlco that grows. Bo
hold mamma! I think mamma grows
worse than over; father promised to
take tickets for the Haymarket next
week and wo had such a fuss about It.
It seems, Kitty, that tho expenses of
your very quiet wedding wcro qulto
ruinous; ' wo mustn't dream of the ex
travagance of tho theater for a year to,
como. Of course, father yielded; so I
ran In to seo John this morning as I
passed tho ofllco; I thought I might
drop a bint that you wore pining for
the theater and pining to take me with
you. So I strolled ostensibly to ask
John If I might tie my shoelace and
If a black speck had not dropped upon
"Meg, what a cheat you are! I shall
"Do, dear. Well, we're going. Mad-
ff Itebullt After tho Flood.
It Is claimed for a building near St.
Albans, England, that It Is the oldest
lnhabltated house In that country. A
part of It, at any rate, Is moro than
1,000 years old. This is tho foundation
which was built by King Offa. Tho
structure was originally used as a fish
ing lodge by tho monks of tho abboy
of St. Albnns, of which monastery It
formed a part. It wns situated on tho
bank of an Immense fish pond near St.
Albans, bolonglng to the royal p'alaco
of Kingsbury, of which little but tho
namo now remains, Tho present build
ing resting upon these undent founda
tions was probably erected during the
fifteenth century. It has possessed sev
eral names, and Is at present known as
tho "Fighting Cocks." There Is a
wooden tablet on tho front wall sot
ting forth that It Ib "The oldest In
habited house in England." But this,
though enough to satisfy uny reason
able being, In feeble when compared
with a former sign which ran: "Tho
Old Round House: Rebuilt after tho
"HE'LL HAVE TO, THIS TIME."
Trlninjih of Itcnllsm.
Brusho "I suppose you havo heard
tho old story of the artist who
painted grapes so natural that the
birds came nnd pecJtcd at thom." Penn
"That'B nothing. A friend of mlno
painted a tramp so true to Ilfo that ho
couldn't got rid of It. People wouldn't
havo tho thing in their houses." New
Nn Came for Worry.
Mrs. Hcnnesfiy Shure, Patsy, dar
llnt, Its afraid 01 am that Ol'll over
slapo mesclf in th' inarnin' nn' bo too
lato fer early mass. Honnossy Don't
worry a' tall, a' tall, Mary Ann. Av
ye folnd yourself overslapln' Jes' tech
mo an' Ol'll wake yo at wanst. Ohio
Sprlggs How much older is your
sister than you, Johnny? Johnny I
dunno. Maud used to bo 25 years,
,thon she was 20, and now she ain't
only 18. We'll soon b twins.
pcared until nt dinner, when sho wns
her old mischievous self agqln. Ho
had left tho next morning and sho had
never soon him slnce.but alio had heard
of him frequently. After graduating
from collego ho hnd gone abroad and
but lately returned. Miss Emery had
mnrrled a college friend of his. Whore
did ho keep that picture now?
"Now, Kitty," said hor uifcle, "run
away and don't worry about Mr. Right.
He'll bo your Ideal. I'll promise you."
"Well, well," he said, as sho left the
room. "I thought sho'd seo tnrough
tho Joke. Guess I'll let It go now. My
oxperlence Is that If you want a couple
to marry, mnko them think It Impobsl
bio and then nothing enn prevent thom.
But she'll go and fall In love with the
man I want hor to, thinking Mr. Right
But Kitty did let It worry her, nnd
again and again she questioned her
uncle about Mr. Wright (as sho be
lieved his name to b), but his answers
gave her llttlo or no satisfaction. Fin
ally sho determined she would forget
him, whllo Charlie was with thom, any
When she saw Charlie she said sho
would never havo taken that bearded
man for tho smooth-faced boy she had
known four summers before 8ho her
self was tho same little sprite, with her
sparkling eyes tnd mass of dark brown
hair. When sho Inquired after his
"fair couslu," ho laughingly replied
that ho had spent tho Inst Sunday with
her and Tom. "What a chaso you led
mo that day, and I never told you, but
that night I received a letter ifrom
home telling mo of hor marriage, and
I was so cross I tore tho picture up."
Thus they talked of tho past and the
many pleasant days they bad spent to
gether. That night In hor own room
Kitty said softly ns sho put out tho
light, "I wish Charllo was Mr. Wright."
They had been in tho boat all the
afternoon, and were just returning
"No, Charlie, I cannot be your wife,
for undo would never consent."
"And why utdn't he tell me so? Ha
which nhe balances gracefully on her
head, nnd this answers a double pur
pose keeps hor cigarette from being
put out by tho rain and also preserves
tho freshness of the vegetables which
aro to Biipply tho family for at least
12 hours. Tito children necm to bo In
their element. Arrayed only in a smllo,
they pnddlo in the rain and the mud
very much like tho nntivo duck. Ma
I)ntrif Ynanc I.b(rm.
That cod cat young lobsters Is a fact
established to tho satisfaction of a
writer In nn exchange quoted by tho
Fishing Gazette He says: "The cod
fish are feeding on tho young loh3ters
to such nn extent that It will not take
long to exterminate them. Through
tho efforts of tho United States fish
commission codfish seem to hnvo In
creased greatly in numbers. Tho fish
ermen around Block Island and Watch
Hill say that cod aro growing more
plentiful every year, and they say fur
ther that when dressing codfish they
frequently find young lobsters wholo
Inside of tho larger fish. Evidently
young lobsters are becoming a deli
cate morsel for somo of their com
panions of tho Ben. There Is a prob
lem for tho shellfish commissioners to
eoIvo In tho artificial propagation of
tho lobster. Old fishermen about
Watch Hill nnd vicinity tell me that
when they haul their lobster pots now
they get fifteen and twenty pounds
where they used to get 100." Tho flsh
crmon have no ono to blame but them
selves. When lobsters wore plentiful
they would kill the egg-bearing lob
sters as nuisances and bait destroyers,
If they had thrown them overboard the
result might havo been different
Fuel a Atntul tliu Twelfth Crnliir-.
The nineteenth century sIohch with
the year 1000. Immediately after mid
night, therefore, of Pec. 31, 1900, la
when tho twentieth century hcglnn. In
other wnrdB, It begins with tho first
second of tho firal hour of tho first dny
of January, 1001. Tho twentieth cen
tury will open on n Tuesday and close
on a Sunday. It will havo tho greatest
number of leap years possible for a
century twenty-four. The year 1904
will bo tho first ono, thon every fourth
year after that to and Including tin
yenr 2000. February will thrro time."
havo five Sundays In 1020, 1948 nn
197C. Tho twentieth century will con
tnln 30,fj25 daya, which lacks but on
day of being oxactlyC,218 weeks. Tha
mlddlo day of tho century will be Jan.
1, 1951. Several announcements ai
made of changes to bo inaugurated
with tho opening of the now century.
Tha first of Importance Is that Russia
will adopt tho Gregorian cnlendnr.
This will be done by omitting thirteen
days, tho amount of error that will
have accumulated after the closo of
February, 1900, The Russians will
then wrlto Jan. 1, 1901, Instead ol
Dec, 19, 1900, or rather, instead of both,
according to tho dual system now la
vogue In that country nnd in Greocv
Tho other Important announcement It
thnt it is not nt all unlikely that tha
astronomical day, which now begins ni
noon of the civil days, will begin will
tho civil day, at midnight The prer
cnt method of having the astronomical
day to begin twelvo hours after the
beginning of tho civil day la apt,to,b
confusing. On tho other hand, tohava
tho former begin at midnight, Jue
when astronomers are often busiest,
will be to them somewhat Inconvem
Crediting Htnmp I.om.
Washington Spe. New York Evening
Post: A good idea of the enormous
fitzo of tho postal business may bo had
by getting close to ono of tho big ma
chlno's smallcflt wheels. Take, for ox
ample, the crediting of stamped en
velopes or stamps which have been ae-
cidcntally destroyed or rendered
worthless. This one duty occupies th
entire tlmo of six men. Durlng,tho last
quarter the books of the department
show that Chicago was credited wltk
21 cases of such stamped envelopes,
each containing 10,000. Tho losses
come from many different causes.
Often envelopos nro, misdirected.
Sometimes they aro burned or got wet
A method by which stamps aro fre
quently lost Is the grlnd)rig of a mall
Back under the wheejs of'u train. This?
sometimes happens when an effort la
mado to catch a mail aack from a train
going too rapidly. If (ho bag hapncija
to slip, the pouch Is pretty sure to bf
sucked under the cars.
A young hopeful sat in the window
a long time the othor night during a
thunder storm and contemplated the
scene with a wise look on his face.
Then bo turned to his mother and
said: "Mamma, the angels aro
switching matches on the sky "
LuKEfige Arrived Flnt.
From tho London Answprs; As a
train was moving out of a Scotch sta
tion a man in ono of the comparf;
ments noticed that tno porter,-lnhc-a'a
charge ho had given his" luggiiso had
not put It Into, tho van, and so shouted
at him and snld; "Hi, you old fooL"
what do you mean by not putting that
luggfigoln tho via?'.' TohkbJtkt
porttr replied: EbmaiUyer; lugftajaj
is ne',or such a fool as V?rsel!! YrJT
' ' hi u" ..,iw
Not the burden, but Vise over-burMai,
kills the horso.
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