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Is lii.s grantldughter. A lady r-ju.-st?
!tlakel( to buy hir a Pullman ticket. Hj
ilvt 1ht lower f'fven anil retains lower
-u. He finds a drunken man in lower
ten and totires Jn lower nine. Ileum
t;e:iH in lower sev. n and finds his olotlies
and liag ringing. The man in low. r ten
K found xnuiilered. ("in-uinstanthil 01-l.-iit-
points to hotli I'.laltel. v and the
tnil:nuMi man who hail exnians-d -ltli'
Aith him. Ulakelev l.'t-tim.-s int.-r.-M' d
in si irl in hlue. Th- train is wie-k-d.
i:ial;eley Is resued from the ImrnliiK ear
hv the girl in hlue. His arm is hniK.n.
They ? to the Cart. : plaee for l-r .iK
f.iL The Kirl proves- to b AliMin est.
Ins partner's sv. t! art Her p.-eullar
actions my-ttifv the lav.r. She di-ip
her gold bag and Makelev puts it hi his
!oel;et. I'.l.i!v-1 j .turns hm- He Hints
that hf is und.r .siirv.-!l!:ui Aiming
pi. ture.s of thr train taken jn-t bef..r til
vr-!c reveal to P.iak. 1. a 111..11 h-apuiK
from thi- tni with his stol.-n j-rlp
I'.lakeley I. ar.s that a man named Mll
hvan leaped imm tie- train near Al
and sprained hi- anil" .lie staved otne
li'iie at the Carter plae.
CHAPTER XVII Continued.
"Was the name Hhtkvlev?" I asked.
"It raiKht have been t can t say.
P.nt the iur:i wasn't there, and there
was a lot of noise. I couldn't hear
well. Then in half an hour down came
the other twin to say the gentleman
was taking on awful and didn't want
the message sent."
"lie's gone, of course?"
"Yes. Limped down here In about
three days and took the noon train for
the city."
It seemed a certainty now that our
man. having hurt himself somewhat
in his jump, had stayed quietly in the
farm house until he was able to trav
el. Hut. to he positive, we decided to
visit the Carter place.
I gave the station agent a five-dollar
bill, which he rolled up with a
couple of others and stuck in his
pocket. I turned as we got to a bend
in the road, and he was looking curi
ously after us.
It was not until we had climbed the
hill and turned onto the road to the
Carter place that I realized where we
were going. Although we approached
it from another direction. I knew the
farm house at once. It was the one
when) Alison West and I had break
fasted nine days before. With a new
restraint between us, 1 did not tell
McKnight. I wondered afterward if
he had suspected it. I saw him look
ing hard at the gatepost which had
figured in One of our mysteries, but he
asked no questions. Afterward he
grew almost taciturn, for him, and let
me do most of the talking.
We opened the front gate of the
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some are missing. I am not discour
aged, however."
He spread out some bits of yellow
paper, and we bent over them curious
ly. It w.is something like this:
Man with p Get
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Wo spelled II out slowly.
"Now." Hotchkiss announced. "I
make it something like this: The p '
is one of two things, pistol yon re
member the little pearl-handled af
fair belonging to the murdered man
or is it pocketbook. I am inclined to
the latter view, as the pocketbook had
been disturbed and the pistol had
not."
I took the piece of paper from the
table and scrawled four words on it.
"Now." I said, rearranging them,
"it happens. Mr. Hotchkiss. that I
found one of these pieces of the tele
gram on the train. I thought it had
He Locked the Door Himself?"
been dropped by some one else, you
Carter place and went slowly up the ' see . but that's immaterial. Arranged
walk. Two ragged youngsters, alike
even to freckles and squints, were
playing in the yard.
"Is your mother around?" I asked.
"In the front room. Walk in," they
answered in Identical tones.
As we got to the porch we heard
voices, and stopped. I knocked, but
the people within, engaged in animat
ed, rather on-sided conversation, did
not answer.
" 'In the front room. Walk in,' "
quoted McKnight, and tlid so.
In the stuffy farm parlor two peo
ple were sitting. One. a pleasant
faced woman with a checked apron,
rose, somewhat embarrassed, to meet
us. She did not know me. and I was
thankful. Hut our attention was riv
eted on a little man who was sitting
before a table, writing busily. It was
Hotchkiss!
He got up when he saw us, and had
the grace to look uncomfortable.
"Such an interesting case," he said
nervously, "I took the liberty "
"Look here," said McKnight sud
denly, "did you make any inquiries
at the station?"
"A few." he confessed. "I went to
the theater last night I felt the need
of a little relaxation and the sight of
a picture there, a cinematograph af
fair, started a new line of thought.
Probably the same clew brought you
geutlemcn. I learned a good bit from
the station agent."
"The sou-of-a-gun." said McKnight.
"And you paid him, I suppose?"
"I gave him five dollars," was the
apologetic answer.
Mrs. Carter, hearing sounds of
strife in the yard, went out. and
Hotchkiss folded up his papers.
"I think the identity of the man is
.stablished," he said. "What- number
of hat do you wear, Mr. IHakeley?"
"Sven and a quarter," I replied.
"Well. It's only piling up evidence."
he said cheerfully. "On the night of
the murder you wore gray silk under
clothing, with the second button of
the shirt missing. Your hat had L.
: in gilt letters inside, and there was
a very minute hole in the toe of one
black sock."
"Hush." McKnight protested. "If
word gets to Mrs. Klopton that Mr.
uiii-ptov vvn wrecked, or robbed or
whatever it was. with a button miss-! citement.
this way it almost makes sense. Fill
out that p ' with the rest of the
word, as I imagine it, and it makes
papers,' and add this scrap and you
have:
"'Man with papers (in) lower ten,
car seven. Get (them).'"
McKnight slapped Hotchkiss on the
back.
"You're a trump." he said. "Rr is
Hronson. of course. It's almost too
easy. You see, Mr. Blakeley here en
gaged lower ten. but found it occupied
by the man who was later murdered
thre. The man who did the thing
was a friend or Urr.r.son's. evidently,
and in trying to get the papers we
have the motive for the crime."
"There are still some things to be
explained." Mr. Hotchkiss wiped his
glasses and put them on. "For one
thing. Mr. T.lakcley. I am puzzled by
that bit of chain."
1 did not glance at McKnight. I felt
that the hands with which 1 was
gathering up the bits of torn paper
were shaking. It seemed to me that
this astute little man was going to
drag in the girl in spite of me.
CHAPTER XVIII.
McKnight was whistling under his
breath, staring down across the field
to where a break in the woods showed
a half dozen telegraph poles, the line
of the railroad.
"It must have been 12 o'clock when
we got back; I wanted the children to
see everything, because it isn't likely
they'll ever see another wreck like
that. Rows of"
"About 12 o'clock." I broke in. "and
what then?"
"The young man upstairs was
awake." she went on, "hammering at
his door like all possessed. And it
was locked on the outside:" She
paused to enjoy her sensation.
"I would like to see that lock,
Hotchkiss said promptly, but Tor some
reason the woman demurred. "I will
bring the key down," she said and dis
appeared. Wheit she returned she
held out an ordinary door key of the
cheapest variety.
"We had to break the lock." she vol
unteered, "and the key didn't turn 'up
for two days. Then one of the twins
found the turkey gobbler trying to
swallow it. It has been washed since."
she hastened to assure Hotchkiss,
who showed an inclination to drop it.
"You don't think he locked the door
himself and threw the key out of the
window?" the little man asked.
"The windows are covered with
mosquito netting, nailed on. The mis
ter blamed it on the children, and it
might have been Obadiah. He's the
quiet kind, and you never know what
he's about."
"He's about to strangle. Isn't he."
McKnight remarked lazily, for is that
Obadiah?"
Mrs. Carter picked the boy up and
inverted him. talking amiably all the
time. "He's always doing it." she
said, giving him a shake. "Whenever
we miss anything we look to see if
Obadiah's black in the face." She gave
another shake, and the quarter I had
given him shot out as if blown from
a gun. Then we prepared to go back
to the station.
From where I stood I could look
into the cheery Tarm kitchen, where
Alison West and I had eaten our al
the table with mixed emotions, and
then, gradually, the meaning of some
thing on it penetrated my mind. Still
in its papers, evidently just opened,
was a hat box, and protruding over
the edge of the box was a streamer of
vivid green ribbon.
On the'plea that I wished to ask
Mrs. Carter a few more questions, I
let the others go on. I watched them
down the flagstone walk: saw Mc
Knight stop and examine the gate
posts and saw. too. the quick glance
he threw back at the house. Thea 1
turned to Mrs. Cartor.
"1 would like to speak to the youus
lady upstairs," I said.
She threw up her hands with a
quick gesture of surrender. "I've done
all I could," she exclaimed. "She
won't like it very well, but she's in
the room over the parlor."
I went eagerly up the ladder-like
stairs, to the rag-carpeted hall. Two
doors were open, showing interiors cf
four poster beds and high bureaus.
The door of the room over the parlor
was almost closed. I hesitated in the
hallway; after all, what right had I
to intrude on her? But she settled my
difficulty by throwing open the door
and facing me.
"I I beg your pardon. Miss West.'
I stammered. "It has just occurred
to me that I am unpardonably rude. I
saw the hat downstairs aud I I
guessed "
"The hat!" she said. "I might have
known. Does Richer know I am
here?"
"I don't think so." 1 turned to go
down the stairs again. Then I haltcJ.
"The fact is," I said, in an attempt ..
justification. "I'm in rather a mess
these days, and I'm apt to do irre
sponsible things. It is not impossible
that I shall be arrested, in a day or
so. for the murder of Simon Harring
ton." She drew her breath in sharply.
"Murder!" she echoed. "Then they
have found you after all!"
"I don't regard it as anything more
than er inconvenient." I lied. "They
can't convict me, you know. Almost
all the witnesses are dead."
She was not deceived for a moment
She came over to me and stood, both
hands on the rail of stair. "I know
just how grave it is," she said quiet
ly. "My grandfather will not leave one
stone unturned, and he can be terrible
terrible. But" she looked directly
into my eyes as I stood below her on
the stairs "the time may come
soon when I can help you. I'm
afraid I shall not want to; I'm a
dreadful coward. Mr. Blakeley. But
I will." She tried to smile.
"I wish you would let me help you,"
I said unsteadily. "Let us make it a
bargain; each help the other!"
The girl shook her head with a sad
little smile. "I am only a unhappy
ns I deserve to be." she said. And
when I protested and took a step to
ward her she retreated, with her
hands out before her.
"Why don't you ask me all the ques
tions you are thinking?" she demand
o.i u-ith n catch in her voice. "Oh.
I know them. Or are you afraid to
ask?"
I looked at her. at the lines around
her eyes, at the drawn look about her
mouth. Then I held out my hand.
"Afraid!" I said, as she gave me hers.
"There is nothing in God's green
One of the Best Natured as Well
Best Looking of the Royal Lit
tle Fellows of Europe Seven
Years of Age.
Vienna. Among the numerous lit
tle princes in Europe, one of the best
natured as well as the best looking
Uttle fellows is the small Prince
Nicholas of Roumania, who is now
seven years of age. The youngster is
the fourth in the charming group of
children whose father is Crown
Prince Ferdinand of the picturesque
kingdom of Roumania and whoso
mother was formerly Princess Marie,
daughter of the Duke of Saxe-Cobtn-g
and Gotha. The youthful prince is
not a grandson of the present ruler.
King Carol, and his wife, known
world wide as "Carmen SyWa." They
have no children.
king Carol was born a Hohenzol-
lern and his consort a grand duchess
cf Vienna. After the deposition of
Prince Couza-Alexandcr John I
which was a result of the military
revolt of 1S66. the Count or Flanders,
younger brother of Leopold II. of Bel
gium, was unanimously chosen ho3
podar. but the perilous honor was de
clined with thanks. Then the Rou
manians selected Prince Carol of
Hohenzollern-Sirganingen. and he has
made an excellent ruler. In 1S7S the
Berlin congress acknowledged him
king of the country, which at that
ime had just freed itself from the
Turkish yoke and had to begin, as it
were, from the beginning. He is ex
ceedingly popular with his subjects, as
Is his consort, known among her own
people as Elisaveta.
The constitution or Roumania set
tled the succession on the king's old
est brother. Leoiiold. but he renounced
his rights in favor of his son. Wil
helm. and the latter, in turn, renounced
his rights in favor or his brother
Ferdinand. The crown prince of
Roumania. therefore, is King Carol's
nephew. The princess is a grand
daughter or Queen Victoria and is
English by birth and training, though
her mother was a Russian grand
duchess. She was married to the
crow nrince when she was barely
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Knew What Awaited Forgetful
Husband.
The business man was sitting ia his
office, thinking of starting for home,
when a suspicious looking person
came In with a leather bag 1b his
hand.
"If yon don't ghre me $23." said the
visitor, coming at once to the point.
"I will drop this on the floor."
The business man was coo!. "What
Is in it?" he asked.
"Dynamite." was the brief reply.
"What will it do if you drop tt?
"Blow you up."
"Drop it!" was the Instant com
mand. "My wife told me when I left
home this morning to be sure and
send up a bag of flour, and I forgot
It. I guess It will take just about as
much dynamite as you hare there to
prepare me for the blowing up I'll get
when she sees me!"
He threw himself hack In his chair
and waited for the explosion, but It
did not come.
"I'm a married man myself." said
the dynamiter, and quietly slipped out.
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The Place of Hon-.
Farmer Hodge was of fue good, old
fashioned school, ard h always gave
a feast to his handa at harvest time.
It was harvest time and the feast
was about to commence.
Giles was the oldest hand and the
hostess, with beaming cordiality, mo
tioned him to the seat by her right
hand. But Giles remained silently un
responsive. "Come," said the hostess. "do't m
bashful, Mr. Giles" he was. just Giles
on ordinary occasions "you've a right
to the place of honor, you kaow."
Giles deliberated a moment. tha
spoke.
"Thank you kindly. Mrs. Hodge."
he said, "but if It's all the same t
you. I'd rather sit opposite this pud
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Poor Prospects.
"Yes." said Miss Passay. "I found
a very nice boarding house today, but
the only room they had to offer tarn
bad a folding bed in it. and I detest
those things."
"Of course." remarked Miss Pert.
"one can never hope to find a smaa
under a folding bed." Catholic 8taa
ard and Times.
A Biased Opinion.
"Do you think buttermilk will pro
long one's life. Col. Soaksby?"
"Ahem! I have no doubt. Mis
Plumper, that If a person had to drink ;
buttermilk every day it would ssaae
life seem longer."
Tit for Tat.
Lloyd C. Grlscom. In an Interview
In New York, said of party dlssen
sions.
"They are animated by a nasty splr
it, a tit-for-tat spirit; and they go
from bad to worse.
"It's like the case of the engaged
couple at the seaside dance. The
young man. a little jealous, said cold
ly to hl3 fiancee at supper.
"'Let me see was it you I kissed
in the conservatory?'
" 'About what timer the young girl
answered, with a llttlo laugh."
You may call the farmer slow, feat
he takes more chances from year tc
year than any dosen men who work
Inside at a salary.
When a girl marries for money tn
devil is usually the best man at the J
wedding.
Life Is a grind, but the world Is full '
of cranks.
RHEUMATISM
Prince Nicholas, of Roumania.
seventeen, and. though her eldest son.
Carol. Is fifteen, she Is quite a young
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A New World.
Hotchkiss jotted down the bits of
telegram and rose.
"Well." he said, "we've done some
thing. We've found where the mur
derer left the train, we know what
day he went to Baltimore, and. most
important of all. we have a motive for
the crime."
"It seems the irony of fate." said
McKnight, getting up. "that a man
should kill another man for certain pa
pers he is supposed to be carrying,
find he hasn't got them after all. de
cide to throw suspicion on another
man by changing berths and getting
out. bag aud baggage, and then, by the
merest fluke ot chance, take with him,
in the valise he changed for his own,
the very notes he was alter. It was a
bit of luck for him."
"Then why," put in Hotchkiss doubt
fully, "why did he collapse when he
heard of the wreck? And what about
the telephone message the station
agent sent? You remember they tried
to countermand it. and with some ex-
fresco breakfast. I looked at
to imply a lack of faith. I ask you
nothing' Some day. perhaps, yoa will
come to me yourself and let me help
you."
The next r.:omcnt I was out in the
golden sunshine; the birds were sing
ing carols of joy; I walked dizzily
throught rainbow-colored clouds, past
the twins, cherub now. swinging on
the gate. It was a new world into
which I stepped from the Carter farm
house that morning, for I bad kissed
her!
(TO UK CONTINUED.)
She has fair hair, blue eyes and a
brilliant complexion. She is very
fond of appearing In th native Rou
manian costume and does her best to
popularize it. Her children, too. oft
en are dressed in the e'e costumsa
of Wallachia and Moldavia, the prin
cipalities from which the country was
formed. In this way the princess
tries to promote native industri3s.
the garments being made of band-vo-ven
linen, embroidered with most del
icate work.
Prince Ferdinand objects to be';
photographed. Not so his pretyr
wife. On the contrary, she rat!er
likes to pose befocs the camera and
has no objection t having her ch
dren photographed. Quite often the
pictures show them in thj national
costume. The little lad whose like
ness Is shown is gar"-ed most picturesquely.
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mTSTSTS 5S. i MUHYON'S RHEUMATISM CURE
One ol tnem aiscoverea a prim piviui
ing a low. tumbling building under
neath which was printed: "The House
in Which Shakespeare Was Born."
Turning to his friend In mild surprise
he pointed to the print. His friend
exhibited equal surprise and called a
waiter, who assured them of the ac
curacy of the Inscription.
" Ton my word," said the observing
Englishman, shaking his head dubious
ly. "I thought he was born In a man
ger!"
He Knew.
A small boy brought up by a fire
eating father to hate anything con
nected with England or the English
was consigned recently to eat dinner
with the nurse while the family enter
tained a genuine English lord In the
dining room. The grown-ups' meal had
come to that "twenty minutes past
stage where conversation halts direct
ly, when a childish treble fell upon
the dumb-waiter shaft from tho
kitchen. This is what the astonished
nobleman heard:
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"I smell the blood of an Engllsh
mun." Wasp.
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;re to the Old Ladies' home. I vi
heard her threaten it."
Mr. Hotchkiss was without a sense
of humor. He regarded McKnight
gravely and went on:
"I've been up in the room where the
man lay while he was unable to get
away, and there is nothing there. Hut
I found what may be a possible clew
in the dust heap.
"Mrs. Carter tells me that In un
packing his grip the other day she
shook out of the coat of the pajamas
nmo niprps of a telecram. As I fig
ure it. the pajamas- were his own. He
probably had them on jhen he ef
fected the exchange."
I nodded assent. All I had retained
of my own clothing was the suit of
pajamas I was wearing and my bath
robe.
"Therefore the telegram was his,
cot yours I have pieces here, but
'We will ask him those questions
e when we get him." McKnight said. We
were on the unrailed front porch by
Secretary's Familiar Little Remark
Didn't Seem as Funny as
It Used To.
Senator Depew told a little story on
himself and Senator Root in his
speech at the dinner in Washington
to Mr. Root by the New York Repub
lican congressional delegation.
"When Root was secretary of state."
cntil Snnntnr Ilonotl "1 went OVer tO
see him and asked him if lie couldn't
do something for me iu the line of
document file) I find that New York's
quota is now exceeded by 14 per
cent.' "
that time, and Hotchkiss had put away consular appointments. He said:
his notebook. The mother of the
twins followed us to the steps.
"Dear me." she explained volubly,
"and to think I was forgetting to tell
you! I put the young man to bed
with a spice poultice on his ankle:
my inther always was a firm believer
in spice poultices. It's wonderful
what they will do in croup! And then
I took the children and went down to
see the wreck. It was Sunday, and
the mister had gone to church; hasn't
missed a day since he took the pledge
nine years ago. And on the way I met
two people, a man and a woman.
They looked half dead, so I sent them
right here for breakfast and some
soap and water. 1 always say soap is
better than liquor after a shock."'
Hotchkiss was listening absently:
Senator, I'm sorry, 1 would like do
something for New York, but (and Mr.
Root picked up a paper from his
desk) I see that New York's quota is
now exceeded by 14 per cent!
"Well." continued Senator Depew,
"I kept going to see Senator Root for
a year. Every time I went to see
him he would remind me that New
York's quota was exceeded by 14 per
cent. Finally I said: 'Mr. Secretary.
I think you're a great statesman, but
your mathematics are inclined to be
automatic'
He Could Not Recommend It.
The editor of the Plunkville Argus
was seated at his desk, busily engaged
in writing a fervid editorial on the ne
cessity of building a new walk to the
cemetery, when a battered specimen
of the tramp printer entered the office.
"Mornir. boss!" said the caller. "Got
any work for a 'print'?"
"I have." answered the editor. "You
happened in just right this time. I're
got only a boy to help me in the office
and I need a man to set type for about
a week. I have to make a trip out
west. You can take off your coat and
begin tight now. I start to-mcrrow
morning."
"All right." said the typographical
tourist, removing his coat "What
road are you going to travel on?"
"The X., Y. & Z., mostly. I've never
Vioon nn It Jvnnti- anvthlnv otinnf tf"
i "I know all about it. I've traveled
Languages in British Isles.
London. Has anybody ever reck
oned how many languages are spoken
in the British Isles? Few people
would put the number as high as
seven. But take a census thus: Eng
lish. Welsh in Wales. Erse in Ire
land, Manx in the Isle of Man (church
services in Manx were discontinued
there but recently). Gaelic in Scot
land (six weeks ago at Oban this wri
ter heard maid-servants gossiping in
that tongue). French in the Channel
Islands, and Cornish was spoken la
Cornwall far more recently than either
historians or the public know. The
total is seven languages for the Brit
ish Isles and yet the Englishman is
the poorest linguist in the world.
"After Mr. Knox became secretary
of state." Senator Depew said, when
the laughter had subsided. "Senator
Root went up to see him about con
sular appointments. 'I'm sorry.' said
Mr. Knox, 'but (and he turnpd to a
it from one end to the other."
"What kind of a road Is it?"
"Punk!" said the printer. In a tone
indicative of strong disgust. "The ties
are too far apart!" Youth's Companion.
Costly Playhouses.
Pittsburg. Pa. Two small play
houses, each of which will cost as
much as the average Pittsburg home,
are being erected by E. P. Mellon, a
millionaire banker.
They are replicas of the houses In
which the parents or the children for
whom they are being provided played
when they were youngsters. Mr. Mel
lon gave the order for the playhouses
to a contracting firm. Each will be 11
feet high and will contain two rooms.
Mr. Melton's grandchildren will use
them. s
One will be shipped to his daughter
at San Antonio and the other will be
placed on the Mellon lawn. The houses
'are complete in every detail. They will
cost $1,500 each.
COFFEE WAS IT.
People Slowly Learn the Facts.
"All my life I have been such a
slave to coffee that the very aroma
of It was enough to set my nerves
quivering. I kept gradually losing my
health but I used to say 'Nonsense, it
don't hurt me.'
"Slowly I was forced to admit the
truth and the final result was that my
whole nervous force was shattered.
"My heart became weak and uncer
tain in its action and that frightened
me. Finally my physician told me,
about a year ago, that I must stop
drinking coffee or I could never ex
pect to be well again.
"I was In despair, for the very
thought of the medicines I had tried
bo many times nauseated me. I
thought of Postum 'but could hardly
bring myself to give up the coffee.
"Finally I concluded that I owed It
to myseir to give Postum a trial. So I
got a package and carefully followed
the directions, and what a delicious,
nourishing, rich drink It was! Do you
know I found it very easy to shift
from coffee to Postum and not mind
the change at all?
"Almost immediately after I made
the change I found myself better, and
as the days went by I kept on Improv
ing. My nerves grew sound and
steady. I slept well and felt strong
and well-balanced all the time.
"Now I am completely cured, with
the old nervousness and sickness all
gone. In every way I am well once
more."
It pays to give up the drink that
acts on 6ome like a poison, for health
is the greatest fortune one can have.
Read the little book, "The Road to
Wellville," in pkg. "There's a Reason."
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