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SYNOPSIS.
At the expense of a soiled hat Robert
Ornie saves from arrest a jjirl in n black
touring car who has caused a traffic Jam
on State street. He buys a new hat and
U given in change a live dollar bill with:
"Remember the person' you pay this to,"
written on it. A second time he helps the
lady in the black car, and learns that in
Tom and Bessie Wallinghain they have
mutual friends, but gains no further hint
of her identity. He discovers another In
rcription on the marked bill, which. In a
futile uttempt to decipher it. lie copies
and places the copv in a drawer in his
apartment. Senor Poritol, South Ameri
can, calls, and claims the marked bill.
Draie refuses, and a light ensues in
which Poritol is overcome. He calls in
Benor Alcatrante. minister from his coun
try, to vouch for hi:n. Ornie still refuses
to give up the bill. Ormc goes for a walk
uud sees two Japs attak Alcatrante. He
rescues him. Returning to his rooms
Onne is attacked by two Japs who ef
fect a lorclble exchange of the manteu
bill for another. Ornie finds the girl of
the black car waiting for him. She also
wants the bill. Orme tolls bin story. She
recognizes one of the Japs as her father's
butler. Maku. The second inscription on
the bill is the key to the hiding place of
Important papers Molen from her father.
Roth Japs and South Americans want the
papers. Ornie and the Girl" start out in
the black car in quest of the papers. In
the university grounds in Kvanston the
hiding place is located. Maku and an
other Jp are the:". Ornie fells Maku
and the other Jap soips. Ornie finds in
Malcu's pocket a f lded idip of paper. Ho
takes U:e girl. whose name is jtill un
known to lai. to the home of a friend in
Kvanston. Returning to the university
grounds Orme gi-ts in oor.verj-atlon with a
guard nt the life-saving fetation. They
hear a motor boat in trouble in the dark
ness vn tho kike. They lind the crippl 'd
boat. In it are the Jap with the papers
and ""Girl " She-ju:np.s into Orme's boat,
but the Jap eludes pursuit. "Girl" ex
plains her present. e in tin boat. Ornie
boards u car for tho eity and finds M.iku
on it and trails him In hope or lindin.
t"- Jnp who has the papers.
CHAPTER VIII. Continued.
Onne followed, and when Maku
turned west again at tho next street,
swung rapidly after him and around
the corner with the full expectation
of seeing him hurrying along half a
block away. But no one was in sight.
Had he slipped into one of the near
by buildings?
While Orme was puzzling, a voice
at his elbow said, "Hello!"
He turned with a start. Flattened
In a shadowed niche of tho wall be
side him was Maku!
"Hello!" the Japanese said again.
"Well?" exclaimed Orme sharply,
trying to ake the best of the situa
tion. "You mus not follow me." The
Japanese spoke impressively.
"Follow you?"
"I saw you In a mirror at the other
end of car."
So that was it! Orme remembered
no mirror, but the Japanese might ap
ply the word to the reflecting surface
of one of the forward windows.
"You lit a match," continued Maku.
"I saw. Then I come here, to find if
you follow."
Orme considered. Now that he was
discovered, it would be futile to con
tinue the chase, since Maku, naturally,
would not go to his destination with
Orme at his heels. But ho said:
"You can't order me off the streets,
Maku."
"I know. If you follow, then we
walk an' walk an walk mebbe till
Bex' week." Orme swore under his
breath. It was quite clear that the
little Japanese would never rejoin the
man who had the papers until he was
sure that he had shaken off his pur
suer. So Orme simply said:
"Goodnight"
Disappointed, baffled, he turned east
ward and walked with long strides
back toward the car line. He did not
look to Fee whether Maku was be
hind him. That did not matter now.
He had missed his second opportunity
since the other Japanese escaped him
la the university campus.
Crossing Clark street a block north
of the point at which he and Maku
had left the car, he continued lake
ward, coming out on the drive only a
short distance from the Pere Mar
quette, and a few minutes later, after
giving the elevator boy orders to call
iilm at eight in the morning, he was
fn his apartment, with the prospect of
four hours of sleep.
But tnere was a final question:
Should he return to the all-night res
taurant near the car barns and try to
learn from the cashier the address
which Maku had sought? Surely she
would have forgotten the name by
this time. Perhaps it whs a Japanese
name, and, therefore, the harder to
remember it; If it were a peculiar
combination of letters, the very pecu
liarity might have fixed it in her
mind. And if he hesitated to go back
there sow, the slim chance that the
naiLe remained with her would grow
slimmer with every added moment of
delay. He felt that he ought to go.
He was dog-tired, but he remembered
the girl's anxiety. Yes, he would go;
with the bare possibility that the
cashier would remember and would be
willing to tell him what she remem
bered, he would go.
He took tip his hat and stepped to
ward the door. At that moment he
heard a sound from his bedroom. It
was an unmistakable snore, lie tip
toed to the bedroom door and peered
within. Seated in an arm chair was
a man. He was distinctly yisible in
the light which came in from the sit
ing room, and it was quite plain that
ha was Eound asleep and breathing
heavily. And now for the second time
his palate vibrated with the raucous
voice of sleep.
Ornie switched on the bedroom
Peasant Schools in Russia.
The Russian ministry of agriculture
has established fourteen schools in dif
lerent parts of the country for the
training ol instructors in the 'koustar
bL or peasant industries. These lines
Include weaving, carpentry, cooperage,
wood carving, sculpture, pottery, tan
ning, fur dressing, making agricultural
Implements and carriages, met?l work
ing and varnishing. In Vladimir prov
ince a school has been established for
instruction in toy making, and in Ka
zan for making musical instruments.
GIRL
lights The man opened his eyes and
started from the chair.
"Who are you?" demanded Orme.
"Why the detective, of course."
"Detective?"
"Sure regular force."
"Regular force?"
The stranger pulled back his coat
and displayed his nickeled star.
"But what are you doing here?
gasped Orme, amazed.
"Why, a foreign fellow came to the
chief and said you wanted a man to
keep an eye on your quarters tonight
and the chief sent me. I was dozing
a bit but I'm a light sleeper. I wake
at the least noise.
Orme smiled reminiscently, think
ing of the snore. "Tell me," he said,
"was it Senor Alcatrante who had you
sent?"
"I believe that was his name." He
was slowly regaining his sleep-benumbed
wits. "That reminds me," he
continued. "He gave me a note for
you."
An envelope was produced from an
inside pocket. Orme took it and tore
it open. The sheet within bore the
caption, "Office of the Chief of Po
lice," and the few lines, written be
neath In fine script, were as follows:
"Dear Mr. Orme: You will, I am
sure, pardon my seeming overanxiety
for your safety, and the safety of
Poritol's treasure, but I cannot resist
using my influence to see that you
are well protected tonight by what
you In America call 'a plain-clothes
man.' I trust that he will frighten
away the yellow peril and permit you
to slumber undisturbed. If you do
not wish him inside your apartment,
he will sit in the hall outside your
door.
"With all regard for your continued
good health, believe me, dear Mr.
Orme, Yours, etc., etc..
"PEDRO ALCATRANTE."
In view of everything that had hap
pened since the note was penned,
Orme smiled a grim smile. Alcatrante
must have been very anxious indeed;
and yet, considering that the minister
knew nothing of Orme's encounter
with the Japanese and his meeting
with the girl, the sending of the de
tective might naturally have been ex
pected to pass as an Impressive, but
friendly, precaution.
The detective was rapidly losing
his self-assurance. "I had only been
asleep for a moment," he said.
"Yes?" Orme spoke indifferently.
"Well, you may go now. There is no
longer any need of you here."
"But my instructions "
"Were given under a misapprehen
sion. My return makes your presence
unnecessary. Goodnight or good
morning rather." He nodded toward
the door.
The detective hesitated. "Look a
here!" he suddenly burst out. "I
never saw you before."
"Nor I you," replied Orme.
"Then how do I know that you are
Mr. Orme? You may be the very chap
I was to keep out, far as I know."
"Sure enough, I may be," said Orme
dryly, adding: "But I am not Now
go."
The detective narrowed his eye
brows "Not without identification."
"Ask the night clerk," exclaimed
Orme impatiently. "Can't you see 1
don't wish to be bothered any longer?"
He went over to the door and threw
it open.
"Come," he continued. "Well, here
then" as the detective did not move
"here's my card. That ought to do
you."
He took a card from his pocket
case and offered it to the detective,
who. after scrutinizing it for a mo
ment, let it fall to the floor.
"Oh, it's all right, I guess." he said.
"But what shall I say to the chief?"
"Simply say that 1 didn't need jrou
any longer."
The detective picked up his hat and
went.
"Thank heaven!" exclaimed Orme
as he closed the door. "But I wonder
why I didn't notice his hat. It was
lying here in plain sight"
," He went to the telephone and spoke
to the clerk. "Did you let that detect
ive into my apartment?" lie asked.
"Why, yes, Mr. Orme. He was one
of the regular force, and he said that
you wanted him here. I called up the
chiefs office, and the order was cor
roborated. I meant to tell you when
you came in, but you passed the desk
just while I was down eating my sup
per. Tho elevator boy let you in,
didn't he?"
"Yes. Never mind, it's all right
Good night"
But when Orme examined his travel
ing bag ho found that some one had
evidently made a search through it
Nothing had been taken, but the or
derly arrangement of his effects had
been disturbed. His conclusion was
that Alcatrante had bribed the fellow
to go much farther than official zeal
demanded. Doubtless the minister had
paid the detective to hunt for a
marked five-dollar bill and make a
copy of whatever was written on it
which would have been quite a safe
proceeding for the detective, if he
were not caught at the task. A sub
tle man, Alcatrante; but no subtler
than the Japanese.
Dismissing the incident from his
mind, Orme again made ready to re
turn to the all-night restaurant He
Orenburg shawls, the silk and cotton
laces and embroideries, the work In
hammered brass and copper, and espe
cially the Russian enameled jewelry
and ornaments, are among the prod
ucts. Some Korean Superstitions.
The wildest superstitions are rife
among the natives of Korea, says a
writer in the Wide World Magazine.
Everything is ascribed to the good or
evil influences of Invisible spirits,
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paused at the door, however, to give
the situation a final analysis. Maku
had lost something. After hunting
for it vainly he had gone to the city
directory for information which ap
peared to satisfy him. Then what he
lost must have been an address. How
would he have been likely to lose it?
Orme's fatigue was so great that he
repeated the question to himself sev
eral times without seeing any mean
ing in it He forced his tired brain
back to the first statement Maku
had lost something. Yes, he had lost
something. What was it he had lost?
Oh, yes, a paper.
It was futile. His brain refused to
work.
Maku had lost a paper. A paperT
"Ah!" Orme was awake now.
"How stupid!" he exclaimed.
For he had entirely forgotten the
paper which he had taken from the
pocket of the unconscious Maku, there
on tho campus! He had thrust it
into his pocket without looking at it
and in the excitement of bis later ad
ventures it bad passed utterly from
his memory.
Anotbet moment and he had the
paper In his hand. His fingers shook
as he unfolded it, and he felt angry at
his weakness. Y'cs. there it was the
address written In an unformed hand.
If he had only thought of the paper
before, he would have been saved a
deal of trouble would have had more
sleep. He read it over several times
"Three forty-one North Parker street"
so that he would remember it if the
paper should be lost
"I'm glad Maku didn't write it in
Japaacse!" he exclaimed.
CHAPTER IX.
Number Three Forty-One.
When Orme was aroused by the
tinging of his telephone bell the next
morning and heard the clerk's voice
saying over the wire, "Eight o'clock,
sir," it seemed as if he had been
asleep but a few minutes.
During breakfast he reviewed the
events of the preceding evening.
Strange and varied though they had
been, his thoughts chiefly turned to
the girl herself, and he shaped all his
plans with the idea of pleasing her.
The work he had set for himself was
to get the envelope and deliver it to
the girl. This plan involved the find
ing of the man who had escaped from
the tree.
The search was not so nearly blind
as It would have been if Orme had
not found that folded slip of paper
in Maku's pocket The address,
"three forty-one North Parker street."
was unquestionably the destination at
which Maku had expected to meet
friends.
To North Parker street, then. Orme
prepared to go. Much as he longed to
see the girl again, he was glad that
they were not to make this adventure
together, for the reputation of North
Parker street was unsavory.
Orme found his way readily enough.
There was not far to go, and he pre
ferred to walk. But before he reached
bis destination he remembered that he
had promised Alcatrante and Poritol
to meet them at his apartment at ten
o'clock.
His obligation to the two South
Americans seemed slight, now that
the bill had passed from his hands !
and that he knew the nature of I'ori-
tol's actions. Nevertheless, he was a j
cessant and petty sacrifices. The ser
pent is revered as sacred and fed as
a domestic peL Marriage Is a ques
tion of etiquette and is arranged by
the parents. A live goose is given as a
betrothal gift, as a symbol of fidelity
and long life. Filial piety is cultivated
to a remarkable degree, a son consid
ering it his duty to follow his father
to prison or exile. Sacrifices of pigs,
sheep and goats are offered to the fir
mament, to which they pray for rain
or fair weather and the removal of
plague and misfortune.
Several Times.
man of his word, and he hurried back
to tho Pere Marquette, for the hour
was close to ten. He was influenced
to some extent by the thought that
Poritol and Alcatrante, on learning
how he bad been robbed of the bill,
might unwittingly give him a further
clue.
No one had called for him. Ho
waited till ten minutes past the hour
before he concluded that he had ful
filled his part of the bargain with
them. Though he did not understand
it he attached no especial significance
to their failure to appear.
Once again he went to North Parker
street Three forty-one proved to be
a notion shop. Through the win
dow he saw a stout woman reading a
newspaper behind the counter. When
he entered she laid, the paper aside
and arose languidly, as though cus
tomers were rather a nuisance than a
blessing. She was forty, but not fair.
Orme asked to see a set of studs.
She drew a box from a show case and
spread the assortment before him.
He selected a set and paid her, offer
ing a ten-dollar bill. She turned to a
cash register and made change
which included a five-dollar bill.
Orme could hardly believe his eyes.
The bill which she placed in his hand
bore the written words: "Remember
person you pay this to."
He turned it over. In the corner
was a familiar set of abbreviations.
There was no doubt about it The
bill was the same which had been
taken from him. and which he had last
seen in the possession of Maku.
What an insistent piece of green pa
per that marked bill was! It had
started him on this remarkable series
of adventures. It had introduced ex
citable little Poritol and the suave
Alcatrante to bis apartment It had
made him the victim of the attack by
the two Japanese. It had brought
the girl into his life. And now it
came again into his possession just
at the moment to prove that he was
on the right track in his search for
Maku and the man who had the pa
pers. The queerest coincidence was
that the bill would never have come
into his possession at all had it not
been for his first meeting with the
girl who at that very time was her
self searching for it The rubbing of
his hat against the wheel of her car
on so little thing as that bad hinged
the events followed.
"This is strange," Orme addressed
th2 woman.
"It doesn't hurt it any," said the
woman, indifferently.
"I know that But it's a curious
thing just the same."
The woman raised her shoulders
slightly, and began to put away the
stock she bad taken out for Orme's
benefit.
"Who paid this to you?" persisted
Orme.
"How should I remember? I can't
keep track of all the persons that
come in the store during the day."
"But I should think that anything
so queer as this " He saw that he
could get nothing from her except by
annoying her.
The woman glared. "What you a
bothcriu' about? Why don't you leave f
well enough alone?"
Orme smiled. "Tell me one thing."
he said, "do you know a Japanese that
lives hereabouts?"
"Oh." said the woman, "so you're
one of the gentlemen he was expectin.
Preferred the Money.
A feeble old man tottered into the
barroom of the Bellevue-Stratford,
says the Philadelphia Times, asked
for a drink of whisky and laid a ten
cent piece upon the bar. The bar
keeper, in kindly tones, told the old
man it would cost him 15 cents for
a whisky at that hotel. Fumbling
.about In his pockets, the aged man
failed to produce another nickel, so he
tottered toward the door. His heart
touched with pity for the old man,
the bartender laid a nickel of I1I3 own
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flights up."
"Thank yon," said Onne. He walked
out to the street, whence a backward
glance showed him the woman again
concealed in her newspaper.
At one side of the shop he found the
entrance to a flight of stairs which led
to the floors above. In the little hall
way, just before the narrow ascent be
gan, was a row of electric buttons and
names, and under each of them a mall
box. "3a" had a card on which was
printed:
"Arima, Teacher of Original Kana
JIu-Jitsu."
Should he go boldly up and present
himself as a prospective pupil? If
Arima were the one who had so ef
fectively thrown him the night before
he would certainly remember the man
he had throws and would promptly
be on his guard. Also, the woman in
the shop had said, "you are one of the
gentlemen he was expectin'." Others
were coming.
Prudence suggested that he con
ceal himself in an entry across the
street and keep an eye out for the
persons who were comiug to visit Ari
ma. He assumed that their coming
had something to do with the stolen
paper. But he had no way of know
ing who the athlete's guests would be.
There might be no one among them
whom he could recognize. And even
if he saw them all go In, how would
his own purpose be served by merely
watching them? In time, no doubt.
they would all ctmo out again, and
one of them would have the papers in
his possession, and Orme would not
know which one.
For all he was aware, some of the
guests had already arrived. They
might even now be gathering with
eager eyes about the unfolded docu
ments. No, Orme realized that his
place was not on the sidewalk. By
some means he must get where he
could discover what was going on in
the front flat on the third floor. Stand
ing where he now was there was mo
mentary danger of, being discovered
by persons who would guess why he
was there. Maku might come.
Orme looked to see who lived in
"la," the flat above the Japanese. Tho
card bore the name:
"Madam Alia, Clairvoyant and Trance
Medium."
"I think I will have my fortune
told," muttered Orme, as he pressed
Madam Alia's bell and started up the
stair!.
At the top of the second flight he
looked to the entrance of the front
apartment It had a large square of
ground glass, with the name "Arima"
in black letters. He continued up
ward another flight and presently
found himself before two blank doors
one at the front and one a little
at one side. The side door opened
slowly in response to his knock.
Before him stood a blowsy but not
altogether unprepossessing woman of
middle years. She wore a cheap print
gown. A gipsy scarf was thrown over
her head and shoulders, and her ears
held loop earrings. Her Inquiring
glance at Orme was not unmixed with
suspicion.
"Madam Alia?" inquired Orme.
She nodded and stood aside for him
to enter. He passed into a cheap lit
tle reception hall which looked out on
the street, and then, at her silent
direction went through a door at one
side and found himself in the me
dium's sanctum.
The one window gave on a dimly
lighted narrow space which appurently
had been cut in from the back of the
building. Through the dusty glass he
could see the railing of a fire-escape
platform, and cutting diagonally across
the light, part of the stairs led to the
platform above. There was a closed
door, which apparently opened into the
outer hall. In the room were dirty
red hangings, two chairs, a couch, and
a small square center table.
Madam Alia had already seated her
self at the table and was shuffling a
pack of cards. "Fifty-cent reading?"
she asked, as he took the chair oppo
site her.
Orme nodded. His thoughts were on
the window and the fire escape, and he
hardly heard her monotonous sen
tences, though he obeyed mechanically
her instructions to cut and shuffle.
"You are about to engage in a new
business," she was saying. "You will
be successful, but there will be some
trouble about a dark man. Look out
for him. Ho talks fair, but he means
mischief. There is a woman, too.
This man will try to prejudice her
against you." And all the time Orme
was saying to himself. "How can I per
suade her to let me use the fire es-
cape?
Suddenly he was conscious that the
woman had ceased speaking and was
running the cards through her fingers
and looking at him searching!. "You
are not listening." she said, as he met
her gaze.
He smiled apologetically "I know
I was preoccupied."
"I can't heli) you If you don't listen."
Orme inferred that she took pride
-n ner WOrk. He sighed, and looked
grave. "I am afraid." he said slowly,
"that ray case is too serious for the
cards."
She brightened. "You'd ought to
have a trance-reading twe dollars."
"I'd take any kind of reading tboti
on the counter, and told the old man
to cotr.2 and take his drink. Eyeing
the nickel for a moment, the stranger
put it into his pocket, and saying,
"Thanks, I'd rather have the money."
he walked from the room.
An Industrious Queen.
"Only when I have my secretary
come and read the new plays and the
critics of new books. During that time
I make fine needlework, mostly for
our churches. I work first In silk and
embroider that In gold with precious
would help me, but I'm afraid the situ
ation is too difficult"
"Then why did you come?" Again
the look of suspicion.
"I came because you could help me,
but not by a reading."
"What do you mean?" Plainly she
was frightened. "I don't put people
away. That's out of my Una. Hon
est!" "Do I look as if I wanted anything
crooked done?" Orme smiled.
"It's hard to tell what folks want"
she muttered. "Youta a fly-cop, aren't
you?"
"What makes you think that?"
"The way you been sizing things up.
You aren't going to do anything, are
you? I pay regular for my protection
every month five dollars and I work
hard to get It, too."
Orme hesitated. He had known at
the outset that he was of a class dif
ferent from the ordinary run of her
clients. The difference undoubtedly
had both puzzled and frightened her.
He might disabuse her of the notion
that he had anything to do with the
police, but her misapprehension was
an advantage that he was loath to lose.
Fearing him, sjbe might grant any fa
vor. "Now, listen to me." he said at last
"I don't mean you any harm, but I
want you to answer a few questions."
She eyed him furtively.
"Do you know the man in the flat
below?" ho demanded.
"Mr. Arima? No. He's a Jap. I see
him in the halls sometimes, but I don't
do no more than bow. like any neigh
bor." "He's noisy. Isn't he?"
"Only when he has pupils. But he
goes out to do most of his teaching. T?
he wanted?"
"Not exactly. Now look here. I be
lieve you re a well-meaning woman.
Do you make a good thing out of thui
business?"
"Fair." She smiled faintly. "I ain't
been in Chicago long, and it takes time
to work up a good trade. I got a
daughter to bring up. She's with
friends.- She don't know anything
about what I do for a living."
"Well." said Orme, "I'm going to
give you five dollars toward educating
your girl."
He took a bill from his pocketbook
and banded it to her. She accepted
it with a deprecating glance and a
smile that was tinged with pathetic
coquetry. Then she looked at it
strangely. "What's the writing?" she
asked.
Orme started. He had given her the
marked five-dollar bill. "I didn't mean
to give you that one," be said, taking
it from her fingers.
She stared at him. Ts It fony?"
"No but I want It Here's an
other." As he took a fresh bill from
his pocketbook he discovered to his
"You Seem to Be Acquainted With
Your Neighbor, After All."
surprise that the marked bill, together
with the few dollars in change he bad
received after his purchase in the
shop below, was all that he now had
left in his pocket. Ho remembered
that he had intended to draw on his
funds that morning. His departure
from New York had been hurried, and
he had como away with little ready
cash.
Madam .Alia slipped the bill Into her
bosom and waited. She knew well
enough that her visitor had some de
mand to make.
"Now," said Orme, "I am going to
use your fire escape for a little while."
The woman nodded.
"I want you to keep all visitors out.'
he continued. "Don't answer the bell.
I may want to come back this way
quick."
"This is straight business. Isn't it!
I don't want to get into no trouble."
"Absolutely straight," said Orme.
"All you have to do is to leave your
window open and keep quiet."
"You can count on me," she said.
"Perhaps you know all about the place
down there, but if you don't. I'll tell
you that the fire escape leads into bh
reception room."
Orme smiled. "You seem to be ac
quainted with your neighbor, after
all?"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Avoid Suspicion.
"When you're walking through ;cr
neighbor's melon patch, don't tie ycur
zboc" Atlantic Monthly.
stones, as queens used to do in the
middle ages. I am always at home
and I like to see everybody hard at
work about me." New Idea Woman's
Magazine.
Fatal Mistake.
Gladys Edith is so sorry she took
Herbert's ring back to the jeweler to
have it valued.
Penelope Why,
Gladys Well, the Jeweler kept it,
as he said Herbert hadn't been in to
settle for It. Exchange).
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She I wonder If the waiter speaks
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He Ob, yes! H& talks it like a
native.
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The entire object of true education
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The Easier Way.
"Your wife and you seem to get
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ion?" "Oh. yes. every day, but I don't lef
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A Way of Getting Even.
Hewitt When I asked the old man
for his daughter's hand he walked all
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Jewett Can't you have him arrest
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