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MAN worn, , IfZ IWiT&r muM hi j H rx v j tii JSjlycM&-yK (CT' I'lenty of simile is essential. Keep tho poppers picked clean at least every other day. A few trees In the sheep pasture will turn it into a paradise. Cement or concrete silos, when well uiiilt. are practically everlasting. Allowing weeds to go to seed now means Increased labor next season The hest method to determine if your hens are good layers is the trap nest. A strong swarm of bees will furnish a hundred pounds of honey aside from what they themselves consume. If you grow late-maturing crops in Hie orchard they will keep the wood growing too late to make them safe for winter. l'owpa vine hay has :i feeding value radically equal to that of wheat bran, which is worth now more than $'.50 per ton. It is folly to raise hogs, feed them high-priced feeds, get them in good -.nape and then let them die on their way to market. Karly potato blight is liable to at tack the potato crop at any time from June until the crop is ripe, but is most seriously destructive in July and August. Farmers must lrn to feed the rolls better to get the size and early development of draft horses as the French and English breeders do. The calf should always have the first or colostrum milk of the cow and be allowed to nurse the cow until the eighth or ninth milking, when the milk is suitable lor human food. A heifer becomes a cow after she drops her lirst calf and begins giv ing milk no matter at what age. and she remains a heifer until these ma ternal obligations are assumed. Sprajing for early blight on late va rieties of the Rural New Yorker type of potatoes has prov d profitable the past two years at the Minnesota sta tion. Young pigs may be taken from the sow at any time and fed by hand, yet it is better to allow them to remain with the tow If possible for two or three weeks. In the care of the breeding ewes du ring the late summer and fall it Is very important to make provisions for some kind of green fodder to supple ment the pastures. Keep up the cultivation as long as possible, even though the con. is tas seling. Shallow cultivation will still ' found worth while should the -..uiind surface harden up. In dairying, there are special breeds enough and reliable Information iiough, so there is no excuse for a man who goes it blind and blames luck and the weather for his failure. With dairying, as with other lines of farming, the dairyman should fa miliarize himself as much as possible with every tact which can be brought to bear upon the quality of his pro duct. Bacon is only the intermingling of fat and lean meat, and if the meat is grown along rapidly it will be more tender and palatable than if it is pinched until the lean is dry and taste less. In all those portions of the coun try where dairying is a leading and distinctive feature, and other grains than corn are used as a growing and tattening ration the bacon hogs can be raised to advantage and prolit. As the days wax warmer and warm er one's efforts are apt to relax, but the young fowls destined to take their places in the show room must not be neglected. They must have their feed regularly, and water in abundance. Cultivation as the plants develop re quires not only care and skill, but forethought also. If heavy rains have beaten the soil into a hard mass and it is water soaked it may bo neces sary to go as deeply as possible with out injuring the roots in order to aerate the ground properly Once the calf is well started toward an early and profitable marketable maturity by liberal feeding and good rare at this season of the year, there is little need of advising with regard to his future feeding care, as the owner's good sense will tell him that It will pay to continue to feed and care for him well Fowls will lay occasionally in win ter if they are not cared for other than having a few scoopfuls of corn tossed to them in a filthy house, but they will make a profit over and above the feed and housing if they are well sheltered and fed a variety of clean and whole some grains and have a bit of green :ood and cut bone everv day. The day of keeping chickens 'u the haphazard xzy is about over. Fowls dislike a filthy house. Give Cower plaats Iota of room. The British highway is far superter to the American. It is quite possible to get a fair crop of cane after early oats. Remove the suckers from fruit trees as fast as they appear. Light shining on potatoes colors :hem and injures the flavor. To retain soil moisture a loose mulch of between two or three inches is necessary. Underfeeding and overfeeding are both wasteful as is also feeding one article of diet. A pig can be raised by the hand method as easily as a calf, if the same pains are taken with it. Founds of meat or amount and qual ity of other products that au animal will provide are what count. If a sow proves a good breeder, there is no reason why she should not be kept as Ions as she produces strong pigs. To the intelligent corn grower a weedy field spells a shiftless farmer who is fooling with his chances of suc cess. Do not allow any fruit to ripen on berry plants set this season. Prema ture fruit-bearing stunts the growth of the plants. The man who raises pigs ought to have a field of peas into which they can be turned just before the peas become hard. The richest color of the cream Is when it first rises to the surface, and if churned in that condition the butter will be yellow. You will have to spray with kero sene emulsion to reach the cabbage lice. Be sure to get it on the under side of the leaves. Corn has become a good crop, whether hogs are high or low. but it is not a good plan to plant more corn than can be well tended. Cocks should not be allowed to run with the hens during moulting, so that as the number of hens not moulting decreases they should be confined with the cocks. Go over the pastures and mow the spots of grass the cattle have not eaten. It will make good bedding and insure a continuous growth through out the season. The Minnesota station several years ago found that on root-pruned corn plats the average yield per acre was three bushels of corn and S00 pounds of fodder less than on the unpruned plats. During hot weather eggs should be marketed two or three times a week and they should be taken from the nest two or three times a day. for eggs under a setting hen soon begin to spoil. Anyone who will knowingly sell milk from a diseased cow well deserves the epithet of criminal, for his act is nothing short of crime. To sell filthy milk or butter is scarcely less repre hensible. Corn silage Is an excellent calf feed when fed in moderate amounts. Good pasture is an essential after four to six months of age, and if the calf is turned out for only a few hours each j day at first, scours will be avoided. j The trouble with a great many poul try keepers is that they think they in flv liofnrA thnv nre renllv able tc wall- Take time to learn the bus! j ness. Jy and by the flying will come easy enough. j There is some difference in the cos! ' of corn whether it is "hogged down" j by sheep and Iambs In the field, or high priced help husks it and hauls it to the station, and high priced rrnroads ship it to feeding yards. The management of the calf during the first year has much to do with its later usefulness. Plenty of water and salt should be given in clean vessels Avoid sudden changes of diet and prac tise regularity in feeding. As soon as the cockerels get old enough to pay attention to the pul lets they begin lighting and the weaker birds are crowded out and don't get their share of feed. For this reason the sexes should be sepa rated so as to allow full and rapid development. There Is no better way to warm a hen up In the morning than to scat ter some warm wheat around In a good clean layer of straw and let them work hard for 1L They will get right down to business as soon as It Is fair ly light and stick to it till they have earned their breakfast. By that time they are as warm as a toast. If you do not cultivate soon after a rain has hardened the surface your task will be ever so much -more dlfll cult. The tendency of a hard baked soil under cultivation Is to break up into clods, especially if It has not been well worked previously. This does not produce the necessary mulch but rath er tends to dry out the soil further, and. in fact, is frequently worse than no cultivation at all. The average life of a worker bee during the summer time is not over three months and during the height ol the clover bloom perhaps not over six or eight weeks. Its life is probably cut short during the summer months by the wearing out of its wings. When its time comes it will crawl away by itself where it can die without hinder icg the work of the rising generation Drones, if they are not put Involun tarily out of the way. may live per haps three or four months. The queen bee Is very seldom killed by violence but usually lives to a good old age. SYNOPSIS. Iawronce niakeley. Iawy r. rocs to I'lttsburK with the forfeit nots in the Hrenson cas U take tli- I'pisition of the -lii-f witness for thr prot-esit;n. John Gilmor a millionnirf. In tli" tatter's lmtix the Sawver Is uttrncwri by the pic ture of a ;drf wl'om Oilnior.' explains is his granddaughter. Alison West. Il" i-a.w 1.t father is a rascal and a filenil of tin- former. Standing in line n ln.v a Pullman ticket I'.lakeU-y is re.piesti.il by a lady to buy !er urn. II wives her Iow t ej-ven and retains !o r ten. He finds a man in a drunkon stupor in lower ten and r.iirs in Inu- r nine. He awakens in lower st-xeii and finds his haw and cloth ing irii.ssmw. The ia.ui in lower ten is found murdered. It is learned that the dead man i Simon Harrington of I'itts Ii.tk. The man who disapp-arotl with Itl:ikc !'& clothes U snspoeted of the murder. CHAPTER VI Continued. "Then you haven't heard the rest of the tragedy?" I asked, holding out the case. "It's frightfully bad luck for me. but it makes a good story. You see " At that moment the conductor and porter ceased their colloquy. The con ductor came directly toward me. tug ging as he came at his bristling gray mustache. "I would like to talk to you in the car." he said to me. with a curious g.ance at the young lady. "Can't it wait?" I objected. "We are on our way to a cup of coffee and a slice of bacon. Be merciful as you are powerful." "I'm afraid the breakfast will have to wait," he replied. "I won't keep you long." There was a note of au thority in his voice which I resented; but. after all. the circumstances were unusual. "We'll have to defer that cup of coffee for a while," 1 said to the girl; "but don't despair; there's breakfast somewhere." As we entered the car, she stood aside, hut I felt rather than saw that she followed us. I was surprised to see a half dozen men gathered around the berth in which I had wakened, number seven. It had not yet been made up. As we passed along the aisle. I was conscious of a new expression on the faces of the passengers. The tall wom an who had fainted was searching my face with narrowed eyes, while the stout woman of the kindly heart avoided my gaze, and pretended to look out of the window. As we pushed our way through the group 1 fancied that it closed around me ominously. The conductor said nothing, but led the way without cere mony to the side of the berth. "What's the matter?" 1 inquired. I was puzzled, but not apprehensive "Have you some of my things? I'd be thankful even for my shoes; these are confoundedly tight." Nobody spoke, and I fell silent, too. For one of the pillows had been turned over, and the under side of the white case was streaked with brownish stains I think it was a perceptible time before I realized that the stains were blood, and that the faces around were filled with suspicion and dis trust, "Why, it that looks like blood." I said vacuously. There was an inces sant pounding in my ears, and the conductoYs voice came from far off. "It is blood." he asserted grimly. I looked around with a dizzy at tempt at nonchalance. "Even if it is," I remonstrated, "surely you don't sup pose for a moment that I know any thing about it!" The amateur detective elbowed his way in. He had a scrap of transpar ent piper in his hand, and a pencil. "I would like permission to trace the stains." he began eagerly. "Also" to me "if you will kindly jab your l.nger with a pin needle anything "If you don't keep out of this." the conductor said savagely. "I will do some jabbing myself. As for you, sir " he turned to me. I was ab solutely innocent, but I knew that I presented a typical picture of guilt; I was covered with cold sweat, and the pounding In my ears kept up dizzily. "As for you, sir " The irrepressible amateur detective made a quick pounce at the pillow and pushed back the cover. Before our in credulous eyes he drew out a narrow steel dirk which had been buried to the small cross that served as a head. There was a chorus of voices around, a quick surging forward of the crowd. So that was what had scratched my hand! I buried the wound in my coat pocket. "Well." 1 said, trying to speak natur ally, "doesn't that prove what I have been telling you? The .man who com mitted the murder belonged to this berth, and made an exchange in some way after the crime. How do yon know he didn't change the tags so I would come back to this berth?" This was an inspiration; I was pleased with it "That's what he did. he changed the tags," I reiterated. There was a murmur of assent around. The doctor, who was stand ing beside me. put his hand on my arm. "If this gentleman committed this crime, and I for one feel sure he did not. then who is the fellow who got away? And why did he go?" "We have only one man's word for that." the conductor snarled. "I've trav fltd tome in these cars myself, nnd no one ever changed berths with me." Somebody on the edge of the group asserted that hereafter he would travel by daylight. I glanced up and caught the eye of the girl in blue. "They are all mad." she said. Her tone was low, hut I heard her distinct ly. "Don't take them seriously enough to defend yourself." "I am glad you think I didn't do it" I observed meekly, over the crowd. "Nothing else is of any importance." The conductor had pulled out his note-book again. "Your name, please," he said gruffly. "Lawrence Blakeley, Washlnjrto" "Your occucatlon? uwmx by MAKT ROBERTA RINE AUTHOR of THE CIRCOTLAR STATR.CjS.SS IILBSTRATIONS hy M.O.KETTEI COPVRi&Mr Jyy SOB3S" - r-IEKlRII-L COr-IFAIcy "Attorney. A member of the firm of Blakeley & McKnight." "Mr. Blakeley. you say you have occupied the wrong berth and have been robbed. Do you know anything of the man who did it?" "Only from what he left behind," I answered. "These clothes " "They fit you." he said with quick suspicion. "Isn't that rather a coinci dence? You are a large man." "Good lieavens." 1 retorted, stung to fury, "do I look like a man who would wear this kind of a necktie? Do you suppose I carry purple and green barred silk handkerchiefs? Would any man in his senses wear a pair of shoes a full size too small?" The conductor was inclined to hedge. "You will have to grant that I am in a peculiar position," he said. "I have only your word as to the ex change' of berths, and you understand I am merely doing my duty. Are there any clews in the pockets?" For the second time I emptied them of their contents, which he noted. "Is that all?" he finished. "There was nothing else?" "Nothing." "That's not all. sir." broke In the porter, stepping forward. "There was a small black satchel." "That's so." I exclaimed. "I forgot the bag. I don't even know where it is." The easily swayed crowd looked sus picious again. I've grown so accus tomed to reading the faces of a jury, seeing them swing from doubt to be lief, and back again to doubt, that I instinctively watch expressions. I saw that my forget ful ness had done me harm that suspicion was roused again. The bag was found a couple of seats away, under somebody's raincoat an other dubious circumstance. Was 1 hiding it? It was brought to the berth and placed beside the conductor, who opened it at once. It contained the usual traveling im pedimenta change of linen, collars. "I Don't Want handkerchiefs, a bronze-green scarf, and a safety razor. But the attention of the crowd riveted itself on a flat, Russia leather wallet around which a heavy gum band was wrapped, and which bore in gilt letters the name "Simon Harrington." CHAPTER VII. A Fine Gold Chain. The conductor held it out to me, his face sternly accusing. "Is this another coincidence?" he asked. "Did the man who left you his clothes and the barred silk hand kerchief and the tight shoes leave you the spoil of the murder?" The men standing around had drawn off a little, and I saw the ab solute futility of any remonstrance. Have you ever seen a fly, who, in these hygienic days, finding no cob webs to entangle him. is caught in a sheet of fly paper, finds himself more and more mired, and is finally quiet with the sticky stillness of despair? Well. I was the fly. I had seen too much of circumstantial evidence to have any belief that the establishing of my identity would weigh much against the other incriminating de tails. It meant imprisonment and trial, probably, with all the notoriety and loss of practice they would en tail. A man thinks quickly at a time like that. .11 the probable conse quences of the finding of that pocket book flashed through my mind as I ex tended my hand to take it Then I drew my arm back. "I don't want it" I said. "Look in side. Maybe the other man took the money and left the wallet" The conductor opened it and again there was a curious surging forward of the crowd. To my intense disap pointment the money Vas still there. 1 stood blankly miserable while It was counted out five $100 bills, six twenties nnd some fives and ones that brought the total to $G50. The little man with the note-book insisted on taking the numbers of the notes, to the conductor's annoyance. r 2 I It was immaterial to me: Small things had lost their power to irritate. I was seeing myself In the prisoner's box, going through all the nerve-racking routine of a trial for murder the chal lenging of the jury, the endless cross examinations, the alternate hope and fear. I believe I said before that I had no nerves, but for a few minutes that morning I was as near as a man ever comes to hysteria. I folded my arms and gave myself a mental shake. I seemed to be the center of a hundred eyes, expressing every shade of doubt and distrust, but I tried not to flinch. Then some one created a diversion. The amateur detective was busy again with the sealskin bag. investi gating the make of the safety razor and the manufacturer's name on the bronze-green tie. Now, however, he paused and frowned, as though some pet theory had been upset Then from a corner of the bag he drew out and held up for our inspec tion some three inches of fine gold chain, one end of which was black ened and stained with blood! The conductor held out his hand for it, but the little man was not ready to give it up. He turned to me. "You say no watch was left you? Was there a piece of chain like that?" "No chain at all." I said sulkily. "No jewelry of any kind, except plain gold buttons in the shirt I am wearing." "Where are your glasses?" he threw at me suddenly; instinctively my hand went to my eyes. My glasses had been gone all morning, and I had not even noticed their absence. The little man smiled cynically and held out the chain. "I must ask you to examine this," he insisted. "Isn't it a part of the fine gold chain you wear over your ear?" I didn't want to touch the thing: The stain at the end made me shud der. But with a baker's dozen of sus picious eyes well, we'll say 14 there were no one-eyed men I took the It," I Said. fragment in the tips of my fingers and looked at it helplessly. "Very fine chains are much alike," I managed to say. "For all I know, this may be mine, but I don't know how it got into that sealskin bag. 1 never saw the bag until this morning after daylight." "He admits that he had the bag." somebody said behind me. "How did you guess that he wore glasses, any how?" to the amateur sleuth. That gentleman cleared his throat. "There were two reasons," he said, "for suspecting it. When you see a man with the lines of his face droop ing, a healthy individual with a pen sive eye suspect astigmatism. Be sides, this gentleman has a pro nounced line across the bridge of his nose and a mark on his ear from the chain." wwmwmoow wKtfxw! m Would Not Live as Slaves Incident of Sublime Heroism of Which the World Has Had Little Knowledge. D. W. and A. S. Iddlngs. who have recently returned from a trip in the interests of Recreation through parts of Mexico little known to the outside world, obtained an interesting audi ence with the governor of Chiapas. In writing of this interview, in Recrea tion, thpy say: It was from the governor's lips that we heard the story of the awful tragedy that followed the rebellion of the Chiapanecs after the first three years of Suanish rule, almost un matched in the world's history and vet little known. The defeated Chlananecs. facing a return to the Spanish bondage, rushed in a body i After this remarkable exhibition ct the theoretical as combined with the practical, he sank Into a seat near by, and still holding the chain, sat with closed eyes and pursed lips. It was evident to all the car that the solution of the raystery was a question of mo ments. Once he bent forward eagerly and putting the chain on the window sill, proceeded to go over it with a pocket magnifying glass, only to shake his head In disappointment. All the people around shook their heads, too, although they had not the slight est idea what it was about The pounding in my ears began again. The group around me seemed to be suddenly motionless In the very act of moving, as if a hypnotist had called "Rigid!" The girl in blue was looking at me. and above the din I thought she said she must speak to mc something vital. The pounding grew louder and merged Into a scream. With a grinding and splintering the car rose under my feet. Then it fell away into darkness. CHAPTER VIII. The Second Section. Have you ever been picked up out of your three-meals-a-day life, whirled around In a tornado of events, and landed in a situation so grotesque and yet so horrible that you laugh even while you are groaning, and straining at its hopelessness? McKnight says that is hysteria, and that no man worthy of the name ever admits to it. Also, as McKnight says, It sounds like a tank drama. Just as the revolv ing saw is about to cut the hero Into stove lengths, the second villain blows up the sawmill. The hero goes up through the roof and alights on the bank of a stream at the feet of his lady love, who is making daisy chains. Nevertheless, when I was safely home again, with Mrs. Klopton brew ing strange drinks that came In paper packets from the pharmacy, and that smelled to heaven, I remember stag gering to the door and closing it, and then going back to bed and howling out the absurdity and the madness of the whole thing. And while I laughed my very soul was sick, for the girl was gone by that time, and I knew by all the loyalty that answers between men for honor that I would have to put her out of my mind. And yet, all the night that followed, filled as it was with the shrieking de mons of pain, I saw her as I had seen ber last, in the queer hat with green ribbons. I told the doctor this, guard edly, the next morning, and he said it was the morphia, and that I was lucky not to have seen a row of devils with green tails. I don't know anything about the wreck of September 9 last. You who swallowed the details with your coffee and digested the horrors with your chop, probably know a great deal more than I do. I reniemberlvery distinctly that the jumping and throbbing in my arm brought mc back to a world that at first was nothing but sky. a heap of clouds that I thought hazily were the meringue on a blue charlotte russe. As the sense of hearing was slowly added to vision, I heard a woman near me sobbing that she had lost her hat pin, and she couldn't keep her hat on. I think I dropped hack into uncon sciousness again, for the next thing I remember was of my blue patch of sky clouded with smoke, of a strange, roaring and crackling, of a rain of fiery sparks in my face and of some body beating at me with feeble hands. I opened my eyes and closed them again: The girl in blue was bending over me. With that imperviousness to big things and keenness to small that is the first effect of shock." I tried to be facetious, when a spark stung my cheek. "You will have to rouse yourself!" the girl was repeating desperately. "You've been in Are twice already." A piece of striped ticking floated slow ly over my head. As the wind caught it its charring edges leaped Into flame. "Looks like a kite, doesn't it?" I remarked cheerfully. And then, as my arm gave an excruciating throb "Jove, how my arm hurts!" The girl bent over and spoke slow ly, distinctly, as one might speak to a deaf person or a child. "Listen. Mr. Blakeley," she said earnestly. "You must rouse yourself. There has been a terrible accident The second section ran into us. The wreck is burning now, and if we don't move, we will catch fire. Do you hear?" tTO HE CONTINUED.) from the City of Chlapa to the edge or a high cliff overhanging the i Grijalva river, and. locked in close j embrace, fathers, mothers and chil dren cast themselves upon the rocks below or into the swift running stream. They preferred death at their own hands in this frightful man ner to dishonor. Vainly the Spaniards strove to prevent the grcr.t city's com plete depopulation, but of the multi tude, variously estimated at from 50.000 to 100.000. scarce 2.000 souls were saved. This was in 1526. Goats to Save Fire Breaks. The forest service has turned S00 Angora goats loose on mountain slopes in western states, as an ex periment to keep the weeds from the fire breaks. I want any person who Miter wtta Mfc leusneis. constipation. Indigestion or aa liver or blood aliment, to try say Paw-Pa liter Pills. I guarantee taey will purify tM Wood and put the. tWer and stomach Into m healthful condition and will positively cur; biliousness and constipation, or I will refund tour money. Munren'a rlomeoaathle Hem eaediCo.. 63r ana JaHaraea Sta.. PMla.. fa, Your liver is Clogged up Taatfa Way Yaavtw Bocto-HaTaNo CARTER'S LIVER PILLS w31ptyoart) i a tew dtp. They do hVnrdar. Cat Cmtiaa. ita. BwSgMK . a atca MIT. SMALL fill. SMALL DOSE. SMALL MiCt GenoiMaabaK Signature ' INFECTION IN THE PRISON Peculiarly Favorable Field Thera for tha Spread of the Scourge of Tuberculosis. Only twenty-one prisons In flfteem states and 'territories have prorlded special places for the treatment o their tuberculous prisoners. These in stitutions can accommodate, howeYer. only 800 'patients. In three-fourths ol no major prisons and In practically all the jails of the country the tuber culous prisoner is allowed freely tq Infect his fellow prisoners, very fe restrictions being placed upon hla habits. When the congregate mode of prison life is considered, the danger ol Infection becomes greater than In the general population. New York and Massachusetts are the only state where any systematic attempt has? been made to transfer all tuberculoul prisoners to one central Institution The largest prison tuberculosis hospS tal Is in Manila, where accommodat tlons for 200 prisoners are provided The next largest Is Clinton prison boat pltal In New York, which provides bar 150. On Some Ministers. The worst o' these here shepherd Is, my boy. that they regIarly turn the heads of all the young ladle about here. Lord bless their llttla hearts, they think It's all right, ant) don't know no better; but they're thf wictlms o' gammon, Samtvel. theyr tin wlctlms o' gammon. Nothin els and wot aggragates me, Samlvel. 14 to see 'em awastin' all their time an labor In making clothes for copper-col ored people as don't want 'em and tala lng no notice of flesh-colored Cbrl tlans as do. If I'd my way. SamiveL, I'd just stick some of these here lazj. shepherds behind a heavy wheelban row, and run 'era up and down 14-Inch plnnk all day. That 'ud shak the nonsense out of 'em. If anythin' vould. Mr. Weller. Quoted by Charles Dickens. Mrs. Wlggin's Idea of London. During the recent visit of Mrs. WI) gin. the American author. In London, an Interviewer called on her. Wltk pencil poised, the Interviewer asked: "And what do you think of London, Mrs. Wiggin?" "You remind me." answered the atv thor cheerfully, "of the young laf who sat beside Dr. Gibbon at dinner. She turned to him after the soup. " 'Do. dear Dr. Gibbon,' she said, tell me about the decline and fall of tha Roman empire. " Faults In American Character. In an address on botanical educa tion in America. Prof. W. F. Ganonr remarks that "disregard of particular and a tendency to easy generalities are fundamental faults In American character." and he Insists upon the necessity of laboratory and experi mental work in all scientific study. Books "ease the wits." but independ ent observation is the source of sound knowledge in science. Isn't It shocking: when you hear a nice man complain of anything;? Cut Out Breakfast Cooking Easy to start the day cool and comfortable if Post Toasties are in the pantry ready to serve right from the package. No cooking required; just add some cream and a little sugar. Especially pleasing these summer mornings with berries or fresh fruit. One can feel cool in hot weather on proper food. The Memory Lingers" VOSTU3C CERKAZ, CO., ZM. Battl Crash. hOca. BtiMtn MMMW BBMTTU .stmTKAa IVEK jMH . gwty. &&e5Z&&z '' li ut .'
