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HORRID WAR.
Synopsis.-- Captain Plilncoa P.
BoraKffa has grown up around the
docks of Ban Krancbico, and from
mesa boy on a rlvor atoumer, rlnon
to the ownership of the Btcamor
Magglo. Slnco each annual In
upectlon promised to bo the last of
the old woathcrbeaten vessel,
Bcrnggs naturally has some Olffl
culty In soourlnic a crew. When
the story opons, Adolbort P. Qib
ney, Ukablo, but erratic, a man
Whom nobody but BoraBga would
hire. Is the skipper. Nells IJolror
aen, a solemn Swede, constitutes
tlie ferecastlo hands, and Dart Me
OulTcy, a wastrel of the Olbney
type, relffns In the englno room.
With this motley crow and his an
cient vraaol, Captain Scrags U
engaged la frolshtlag garden
iruuh trom llalfmoou bay to Ban
Franclic. Tho lnorltable happens;
the Magglo goes ashore In n fog.
A passing vetael hailing Uie wreck,
Mr. aibnoy Kots ward to a towing
company In San Frnnolsco that the
ship aslioro Is the Tankeo rrlnoe,
with pro in I ao of a rich salvage.
Two tug3 nucceod In pulling the
Maggie into deep wntor, and eho
slips her tow lines and KeU away
In the foj;. Furious at the deoep
lion practiced on them. Captains
lllcke and Flaherty, commanding
the two tugboats, ascertain tho
Identity of tho "Yanlisc Prince"
and, roaring ridicule should Uio
facts become known along the wa
ter front, detormlne on personal
vengeance. Thulr hostile vlolt to
the Mnjntlo results in Cnptaln
Bcraggs promising to got a new
boiler nnd mako noodod repairs to
tho' team or. Bciagmi rcfusos to
fulfill his promleos and Glbncy and
McOultcy "strike." WIUi marvel
ous luclc, Scraggs ships a freBh
crew. At Uio end of a few days
of wild conviviality Olbney and
McGuRcy aro Stranded und Ncelc
tholr old positions on tho Magglo.
They are fioMUely recclvod, but re
main. On tholr way to San Fran
cisco tlioy eight a derelict nnd Olb
ney and MoUuffoy swim to It. Tho
derelict proves to bo the Chotm
poalce. richly laden, Ita entire crew
stricken with scurvy. Scroggo at
tempts to tow her In, but the Mag
gio Is unequal to tho task and Olb
noy and McQufToy, alone, Ball Uio
ship to San Francisco, their sal
vage money amounting to $1,000
npleoo. His crow having deserted
hint, Captain Scraggs Induces tbcm
to return. At an "old horse" sale
the three purchase two mysterious
boxes which they uellove to con
tain smuggled "Oriental goods."
They nnd, Instead, two dond Chi
namen. Scragge seeks to "double
cress" his two associates, but Mr.
Olbney outwits him and makes a
satisfactory financial settlement
with Uie Chinese company to
whom the bodies have been con
signed, leaving Scraggs out In the
cold. Olbney resents MoQuffers
aetten In lending money to Scraggs
without oonBultlng him, nnd after
a terrific wordy combat the three
separate, McQufToy becoming as
sistant engineer on an oil tanker,
Olbney disappearing, nnd Scrnggs,
forced to lay up tho Maggie, takes
a subordinate position on a ferry
steamer. Scnor Lopoc, Mexican
revolutionist, mnkos Scraggs a gen
erous offer for transportation of
munitions to Lower California.
Scragga accepts, and the old Mag.
gio Is once more put Into commis
sion. Arriving at lila destination,
Scraggs finds hla old companion,
Mr. Olbney, Is tho consignee Time
having softened animosities, the re
union Is Joyful.
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CHAPTER IX Continued.
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"Why?" demnnded Cnptaln Scrnggs,
Instantly on the defensive.
"Not tlint I'm holdln' nny grudge
ngln yon, Kcrnggsy," Bald Mr. Olbney
nftnhly, "hut I wouldn't n-hnd you no
more now than I would when wo was
runnin' In the green-pen trude. It's
liecntiFe you nln't got no Imagination,
nnd the Maggie nln't big enough for
my purpose. Havln' the Maggie sort
oC puts n crimp In my plaus."
"Hot," snnpped Captain 8crngga.
"I've had the Maggie overhauled and
shipped n now wheel, nnd aho'B a
mighty Bmort little boat, I'll tell you.
I'M land them arms In Dcscnnso bay
all right."
"I know you will," add Mr. Glbney
sadly. "That's Just what hurts. You
Bee, Scraggsy, I novcr Intended 'era
for Dcscnnso bay In Uio first place.
There's a nice healthy little revolution
fomentln' down In the United States
of Colombia, with Adclbert P. Glbney
playln' both ends to Uie middle. And
there's n dog-hole down on the Gold
coast whore I Intended to land this
cargo, but now that Scab Johnny's
gone to work and sent me a bay scow
Instead ol' a sca-goln' steamer, I'm In
the nine-bole Instead o' dog-hole. I
can nevor get as far as tho Gold coast
with the Maggie. She can't carry coal
enough to last hor."
"But I thought these grans and
things was for tho Mexicans," qua
vered Captain Scrnggs. "Scab Johnny
and Lopez told me they was."
Mr. Glbnoy groaned and bid his face
In his hands. "Scraggsy," he said sad
ly, "lfs a cinch you ain't usod tho
past four years to stimulate that imagi
nation of yours. Of course they was
purchased for the Mexicans, but what
was to prevent me from lettln' the
Mexicans pay for them, help out on
the charter of the boat, and then have
roe divert tho cargo to the United
States of Colombia, where I can sell
'enj at a clear profit, Uie cost beln'
yothtn' to speak of T Now you got to
lonie buttln' In with the Maggie, and
ivhat happens? Why, I got to be hon
.it, of course. I .got to make good en
py bluff, and what's In It for km?
Qreen
By PETER
"WEBSTERMAN'S MAN,"
Notliln' but glory. Can you hock n
chunk of glory for ham and cggH,
1'hluca.s Scrnggs? Not on your life. If
It hadn't been for you buttln' In with
your blasted, rotten hulk of a fresh
water skiff, I'd"
Mr. Glbney paused ominously nnd
savagely bit tho end of hie cigar. As
for Cnptaln Scraggs, every drop of
blood In his body was boiling In de
fense of the ship ho loved.
"You're n pirate," he shrilled.
"And you're Just ns big n hornet as
you ever was," replied Mr. Glbney.
"Alwnys buzzln' around where you
nln't wanted. Hut still, what's the use
of bnwlln' over. split milk? We'll drop
Into Snn Diego for a couple of bourn
nnd tnko on coal, and about sunset
we'll pull out nnd make the run down
to Descanso bay In tho dark. We
might na well forget Uie past and put
this thing through ns per program.
Only I saw visions of a schooner all
my own, Scraggsy, nnd well, what's
the use? What's the uso? Scraggsy,
you're n nnturabborn mar-plot. Al
wnys buttln' In, butUn' In, fit for notli
ln' but tho green-pea trndo. However,
I guess I can turn into my old berth
find get somo sloop. Put the old girl
under n slow bell and snvo your coal.
We'll have to fool nway four or live
hours In Snn Diego anyhow nnd there
nln't no sense In crowd In' the old hulk."
"Gib," said Captain Scrnggs, "was
Unit really your lay to steal the
cargo, double-cross the Insurrccto
Junta, nnd soil out to a furrlu' coun
try?" "Of course It was," said Mr. Glb
ney pettishly. "They nil do such
things In the banana republics. Why
should I he nn exception? There's half
n dozen different gnngs flghtln' each
other nnd the government in Mexico,
nnd If I don't do! Ivor these arms, Just
sou nil the lives I'll he savin'. And nfter
I got the cargo Into Colombia ami
sold It, I could have peached on the
rebels there, and got n reward for It,
and Fnvcd n lot more lives, and come
away rich and respected."
"By the Lord Harry," said Captain
Scruggs, "but you've got an Imagina
tion, Gib. I'll nwear to that. Gib, I
tnkc off my hat to you. You're all
tight and shipshape and no loose ends
bobbin' around you. Don't tell me th'
scheme's got t' fall through, Gib. Great
snakes, don't tell me that. Ain't there
some way o' gcttln' around It? There
must be. Why, Gib, my denr boy, I
never heard of such n grand lay In my
life. It's n absolute winner. Don't
give up, Gib. Oil up your Imagination
nnd And n way out, Let's get to
gether, Gib, and make a little money.
Dnng It nil, Gib, I been lonesome ever
since I seen you Inst."
"Well," replied Mr. Glbney, "HI turn
In nnd try to scheme a way out, but I
don't hold out no hope. Not n ray of
It. I'm afraid, Scraggsy, we've got to
bo honest."
Saying which, Mr. Glbncy hopped up
Into his berth, stretched his huge legs,1
und fell asleep with his clothes on.
Cnptaln Scrnggs looked htm over with
tho closest npproach to affection that
had ever lightened his cold gray eye,
and sighing heavily, presently went on
deck. As he passed up the companion
way, the first innto heard him murmur :
"Glb'H n line lad. I'll be dad burned
If he ain't."
At six o'clock next morning the
Maggie was rounding Point Lomn,
heading In for San Diego bay, and
Captain Scrnggs went below and
awakened Mr. Glbnoy.
"What's for breakfast, Scraggsy, old
kid?" asked Mr. Glbney.
"Fried eggs," said Captain Scrngga,
remembering Mr. Glb'ney'a partiality
for that form of nutriment In the van
ished days of tlee green-pea trad.
"Ilam an' fried eggs nn' a slzzlln' pot
o' coffee. Thought a way out o' our
mess, Gib?"
"Not yet," replied Mr. Glbnoy as he
rolled out of bed, "but eggs Is always
stimulating nnd I don't glvo up hope
on n full stomach."
An hour inter they were tied up un
der the conl bunkers, nnd at. Mr. Gib
ney's suggestion some twenty tons of
sacked coal wore piled on top of the
fo'castle head and on the mnln deck
ford, in ense of emergency. They lay
In the harbor all day until about four
o'clock, when Mr. Glbney, by vlrtuo of
his authority as supercargo, ordered
the lines cast off and the Magglo
steamed out of tho harbor. Off Point
Lomn they veered to the south, leav
ing the Coroundo Islands on the star
board quarter, ten miles to the west.
Mr. Glbnoy was below with Captnln
Scraggs, battling with tho problem
thnt confronted them, when tho mate
stuck his head down tho companion
way to report a large power schooner
coming but from tho lee of tho Coro
nados and standing off on a course cal
culated to Intercept the Maggie In on
hour or two.
Captnln Scraggs and Mr. Glbney
sprang up on Uie bridge at once, tho
latter with Scraggs' long glass up to
his eye.
"She was hovo to under the lee of
the Island, and tho minute wo came
out of the harbor and turned Bouth
she come nosln' nfter us," said tho
mate.
"Hum I" muttered Mr. Glbnoy. "Gaso
line schoonor. Two masts and bald
beaded. About a hundred and twenty
Pea Pirates
B. ICYNE
"THE VALLEY OF THE GIANTS," Etc
ton, I should say, and showln' n pretty
pair of heels. There's somcthln' up
for'd yes let me see ye-cs, there's
two more holy sailor I It's u gunboat I
One of those doggoned gasoline const
patrol bonts, and there's the federal
flag dying at the lore."
"Let's put back to Sun Diego bay,"
quavered Captain Scruggs. "I'll be
(lurried If I relish the Idee o' losln' the
Maggie."
"Too late," said the philosophical
Gilmer. "We're In Mexican waters
now, und she enn cut us off from the
bay. The only thing we enn do Is to
run for It nnd try to lose hdr nfter
dark. Toll the engineer to crowd her
to the limit. There nln't much wind to
speak of, so I guess we can manage
to hold our own for n while. Never
theless, I've got n hunch thnt we'll be
overhauled. Of course, you nln't got
no papers to show, Scraggs, and they'll
senrch tho enrgo, nnd confiscate us,
nnd shoot tho whole bloomln' crowd
of us. I bet n dollar to a doughnut
that fellow Lopez sold us out, nfter
the fashion of the country. I can't help
thlnkln' that that gunbont was there
Just n-wnltln' for us to show up."
Tor several minutes Mr. Olbney con
tinued to study tho gunbont until
there could no longer bo nny doubt
thnt .she Intended to overhaul them.
He made out that she had n long' gun
for'd, with n bnttery of two onc-po'und-crs
on top of her house nnd something
on her port quarter that looked like u
Maxim rnpld-llre gun. About twenty
men, dressed In white cloth, could he
seen on her decks. w
Presently Mr. Glbnoy was Inter
rupted hy Captnln Scrnggs pulling nt
his sleuve.
"You was a gunner once, wasn't you,
Clh?" said Cnptaln Scrnggs lu n
trembling voice.
"You bet I was," replied Mr. Glbncy.
"My shootln' won the trophy three
times In succession when I wns on
the old Kcnrsnrge. If I hnd one good
gun nnd a half-decent crew, I'd knock
that gunbont silly before she knew
whnt had hit her."
"Gib, I've got on Idee," snld Captnln
Scrnggs.
"Out with It," Bald Mr. Glbney cheer
fully. "There was four llttlo cannon low
ered Into the hold the Inst thing before
we put on the mnln hatch, and the am
munition to Jond 'cm with Is stowed In
tho nfter hold and very easy to get
nt."
Mr. Glbncy turned a beaming face to
the skipper, reached out his nrms, nnd
folded Cnptaln Scraggs in an embrace
that would have dono credit to a
grizzly hear. There were genuine tears
of admiration In his eyes nnd In his
voice when he could master his emo
tions sufficiently to speak.
"ScraggsyL old tarpot, you'vo been n
long time comln' through on the Imagi
nation, but you've sure nrrlved with
nil Rail set. I alwnys thought you hod
about as much nerve ns nn oyster, but
I tnko It all back. We'll get out them
two little Jackass guns nnd fight n
naval battle, nnd If I don't sink thnt
Mexican gunbont, nnd save the Mag-
"I'd Sooner Die Flghtln' Than Let
Them Stand Me Up Agin a Wall
In Ensenada."
gle, feed me to the sharks, for I won't
be worthy of the blood that's In me.
Pipe nil hands nnd lift off thnt main
hatch. Itcevc a block and tackle
through thnt cargo gnu nud stand by
to heave out the guns."
But Captain Scraggs-had repented
of his rash suggestion almost the mo
ment ho mado It. Only the dire neces
sity of despcrnte mensurcs to save the
Magglo had prompted him to put tho
Idea Into Mr. Glbnoy's head, and when
he saw the avidity with which the lat
ter set to work clearing for action, his
terror knew no bounds.
"Oh, Gib," he walled, "I'm afraid wo
better not try to lick that gunboat utt
er all. They might sink us with nil
hands."
"Hats!" said Mr. Olbney, as ho
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leaped Into the hold. "Bear n light
here until I can root out tho wheels of
these guns. Here they arc, labeled
'cream separator.' Stand by with thnt
sling to "
"Hut, Gib, my denr hoy," protested
Captain Scrnggs, "(his Is insanity!"
"I know It," said Mr. Glbney calmly.
"Scraggsy, you're perfectly right. But
I'd sooner die flghtln' than let them
stand mc up ngln n wall In Rnscnndn.
We're filibusters, Scraggsy, and we're
caught with the goods. I, for one, nm
goln' down with the steamer Maggie,
hut I'm goln' down Hghtln' like n
hour."
"Maybe maybo wo can outrun her,
Gib," hnlf sobbed Cnptaln Scraggs.
"No hope,"v replied Mr. Glbney.
"Fight nnd die Is the last resort.
She's eight miles astern and galnln'
every minute, nnd when she's within
two miles she'll open fire. Of course,
we won't be hit unless they've got a
Ynnkee gunner nbonrd."
"Let's run up tho Stars nnd Stripes
nnd dare 'em to fire on us," snld Cap
tnln Scrnggs.
"No," said Mr. Glbney firmly, "my
old man died for tho ting an' I've
snlled under It too long to hide be
hind It when I'm In Dutch. We'll
fight. If you wns over nnvlgntln' of
ficer on a Colombian gunbont, Scrnggs,
you'd realize what it means to run
from a Mexican."
Captnln Scraggs snld nothing fur
ther. Perhnps heiwns u little ashamed
of himself In the face of Mr. Gib
ney's simple fnlth In his own ability;
perhaps In his veins, nil unknown,
there flowed n ttllnt of the heroic
blood of some forgotten sea-dog. Be
thnt ns It may, something did swell
In Ids brca3t when Mr. Glbney spoke
of the flag and his scorning to hide
behind It, nnd Scrnggs' Fiiaggle teeth
came together with u snap. .
"All right, Gib, my boy," bo said
solemnly, "I'm with you. Mrs. Scraggs
has slipped her cable and there nln't
nobody to mourn for me. But If we
can't fight uuder the Stars and Stripes,
by the tnll of the Great Sacred Bull,
we'll have n ling of our own," and
leaving Mr. Glbney nnd the crew to
get the guns on deck, Captain Scraggs
ran below. He appeared on deck pres
ently with a long blue burgee on which
was emblazoned In white letters the
single word Maggie. It was his own
houscflag, nnd with trembling hands
he rnn It to the fore and cast Its
wrinkled folds to the breeze of heaven.
"Goed old dishcloth I" shrieked Mr.
Olbney. "She never comes down."
"D d If she docs," said Captain
Scrnggs profanely.
While all this was going on, a deck
hand had reeved a block and tackle
through the end of tho cargo gaff
und passed it to the winch. The two
guns enmo out of the hold In jig time,
and while Scraggs and one deckhand
opened tho ufter hold and got out am
munition for the guns, Mr. Glbney, as
sisted by the other deckhand, pro
ceeded to put one of tho guns to
gether. He wns shrewd enough to
realize that ho would have to do prac
tically all of the work of serving the
gun himself, In view of which condi
tion one gun would have to defend
the Maggie." He hnd never seen n
mountain gun before, but he did not
find It difficult to put tho simple roc
chnnlsm together.
'"Now, then, Scraggsy," he an
nounced cheerfully when the gun wns
finally assembled on tho carriage,
"get n sizeable timber an' splko It to
the ceuter o' the deck. I'll run tho
trail spado up against that cleat an'
thnt'll keep tho recoil from lettln' the
gun go backward, clean through the
opposite rnll nnd overboard. Gimmo
a coupler gallons o' distillate an' some
wnstc, somebody. This cosmollno'
got to come out o' Uie tube an' out o'
the breech mechanism before we com
mence shootln'."
The enemy hnd approached within
three miles by the time the piece wns
ready for action. Under Mr. Glbney's
Instructions Cnptaln Scraggs held the
fuse setter In case It should bo nee-
'cssary to adjust with shrapnel. Mr.
Glbncy Inserted his sights and took r.
preliminary squint. "A llttlo differ
ent from gun-polntin' In the navy, but
nbout tho same principle," ho declared.
"In the army I believe they call this
kind o' shootln' direct fire, because
you sight direct on tho target?' Ho
scratched his Ingenious bend and ex
amined the ammunition. "Not n high
explosive shell In tho lot," ho mourned.
"I'll have to uso percussion fire to get
tho rnngo; then I'll drop backu llttlo
nn' spray her with shrapnel. Seems
n pity to smash up n fine schooner
like that one with percussion fire. I'd
rnther tlcklo 'cm up a bit with
shrapnel nn' scare 'em Into runnin'
invny."
He got nut the lanyard, slipped a
cartridge In the breech, paused, nn;J
scratched his head again. His calm
deliberation wns driving Scraggs
crazy. He reminded Mr. Glbnoy with
some asperity that they were not at
tending a strawberry festival and for
tho love of heaven to get busy.
"I'm cstlmntln' tho range, you
snipe," Glbney retorted. "Looks to be
about three miles to me. A llttlo long,
i.iebbe,.for this gun, but there's notli
ln' like tryln','.' and ho sighted care
fully. "Fire," ho bawled as the Mng-
gle rested nn Inrtant In tho trough
tho sea and n deckhand Jerked tl.
lanyard. Instantly Mr. Glbney chippe
the long glass to his eye.
"Good direction over," ho mui
mured. "I'll lay on her wnterline nc,
time." He Jerked open the breeci
ejected the cartridge case, and rnuinn
another cartridge home. This vUv
struck the water directly under th
schooner's bow and threw water ovt
her forecastle bend. Mr. Gllmo
smiled, spat overboard, and wlnto'i
confidently nt Captain Scraggs. "Llkt
spearln' fish in n bnth tub," ho do
dared. Ho bent over the fuse settei
"Corrector three zero," he Intoned
"four eight hundred." Ho thrust a
cartridge In the fuse setter, iwlxtn
It, slammed It In tho gun, nnd flivi
ngnln. "Over," he growled.
Something whined over Uie Mnggl'
nnd threw up n waterspout half a
mile beyond her.
"Dubs," Jeered Mr. Glbney, nnd
sighted ngnln. This time his shrapnel
burst neatly on the schooner. Almost
simultaneously a shell from the
schooner dropped Into the sacked coal
on the forccnstlc head of the Maggie
and enveloped her In n black pall of
smoko nnd conl dust. Captain
Scrnggs screamed.
"Trt for tnt," the philosophical Glb
ncy reminded him. "We can't expect
to get nwny with everything, Scraggsy,
old klddo." The words were scarcely
out of his mouth before the Magglo's
mainmast nnd about ten feet of her
ancient railing were trailing nlong
Bide. Mr. tllbney whistled softly
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"My Maggle'a Tall la Shot Away."
through his teeth nnd successfully
sprayed tho Mexican ngnln. "It u'renks
my heart to ruin thnt craft's canvns,"
he declared, and let her have it once
more.
"My Maggie's tnll ts shot nwny,"
Captain Scraggs walled, "an' I only
rebuilt It n week ngo." Three more
shots from the long gun missed them,
but the fourth carried away the cabin,
leaving the wreck of the pilot house,
with the helmsman unscathed, stick
ing up like n sore thumb.
"Turn her nround und head straight
for them," the gallant Glbncy roared.
"She's n smaller tnrget comln' bows
on. We're broadside to her now."
"Gib, will you ever sink that
Greaser?" Captain Scrnggs sobbed hys
terically. "Don't wnnt to sink her," the super
cargo retorted. '''She's n nice little
schooner. I'd rnther capture her. May
be we can use her In our business,
Scraggsy," nud ho continued to show
er the enemy with high bursting shrap
nel. When the two vessels were less
than two miles apart the one-pounders
enme into action. It wus pretty shoot
ing und the wicked little shells ripped
through the old Mngglc like buckshot
through n roll of butter. Mr. Glbucy
slid tint on the deck beside his gun
and Captain Scraggs sprawled beside
.him.
"A feller," Mr. Glbncy announced,
"hnB got to tnko a beatln' while lookln'
for nn opcnln to put over the knock,
out blow. If tho old Maggie holds to
gether till we're within n cable length
o' thnt schooner an' we nln't nil killed
by that time, I bet Fll make them
skunks sing soft an' low."
"How?" Cnptaln Scraggs chnttcred.
"With muzzle bursts," Mr. Glbney
replied. "I'll set my fuse at zero, nn'
nt point-blank range I'll Just rake
everything oft thnt schooner's decks.
Guess I'll get hnlf n dozen cartridges
set an' ready for the big scene. Up
with you, Admiral Scraggs, nn' hold
tho fuse setter stendy."
"I'm ngln wnr," Scraggs quavered.
"Gib, It's sure h II."
"Ruts! It's Invlgoratln', Scraggsy.
There nln't notliln' wrong with war,
Scraggsy, unless you happen to get
killed. Then It's like cholera. You
can cure every case except tho flr
one."
They hl come Inside tho minimum
rango of the Mexican's long gun now,
so thnt only the onoiounders con
tinued to peck nt tho Maggie. Evi
dently tho Mexican wns as eager to
get to closo quarters ns Mr. Glbney,
for ho held steadily on his course.
"Well, It's time to put over tho big
stuff," Mr. Glbnoy rcmnrked presently.
"Hero's hopln' they don't pot me with
rifle fire while I'm extendln' njy com
pllments." Captain Glbney, victor, or
ganize "The Syndicate."
VTO BB CONTINUED.)
ARE YOU NERVOUS?
SLEEPLESS? WEAK?
HERE'S GOOD ADVICE
Council Bluffs, Iowa "Somo years
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A beautiful woman la always n well
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Piles
are usually due to straining
rlien constipated.
Nujol b'clng a lubricant keepa
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fore prereiits straining. Doctors
prescribe Nujol because It not
only soothes the suffering of
pile but relieves tho Irritation,
brings comfort anil helps to re
move them.
Nujol Is a lubricant -not a
medicine or liuatlro so cannot
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Buck enme the nnswer: "Whnt
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We nre willing to get together; the
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"How come?"
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