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About The Coos Bay times. (Marshfield, Or.) 1906-1957 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 4, 1915)
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Tbo marriage had not proved a happy one, and nobody knew this bettor than Mac arthur. Thcro bad been friction from tho first, an unconscious nagging on her part and un arbitrariness on his, with a minimum of forbearance on both aides. It was this lack of domestic happiness which bad sent Hepburn to Africa, and doubtless was what bad kept him tbcro for two years, In tho meantime Macarthur came in to Jntim&to relations with Mrs. Hop burn. As her lawyer ho was called up on to adriso and to execute for hor; it was ho who brought tho news of Hep burn's death; and tho settlement of tho estate had been in his hands. Macarthur himself had waited a de cent six months out of respect to Ills friend's memory; but whon u year had patjood bo and Mrs Hepburn wero neon much together. This was tho situation when Hep burn emerged at Eenguela In Portu guese, WcBt Africa. Ho had gonn In trim and clean shaven; ho camo forth bearded to tho eyes and clad in tat ters. Yet fever and starvation and the all but fatal struggle against long oaas had been tho malting of him, and in place of tho rathor shultow-mlndca, CO US. KLIJAU API'LE TR1313 had a pen sion. Tbo sum of money that n i;rato ful ropubllu paid Airs. Appletrce in token of sorvlces rendored by hor husband in tbo preHervutlon of said republic in tho days of bis youth wus hiuuII, that Is to say, it would buvo been considered small by a Itocknfeller or a Curnoglc. But sucb things should bo weighed according to their rolatlvo value, and la Umeotono county, tbut portion of tho Ozark mountalu country whoro Mrs. Applotroo sojourned, tblrty-alx dollars per quurtor is n tidy sum. Tho Limestone county soil Ib rough und thin, aud yields but a meager re turn to the unremitting efforts of its population. Tbo opportunities of achieving competence are raro, and it Is onlyiby being strangers to luxury, and by living a life of alnioHt primor dial simplicity, that your Umestono countyan is ublo to make cuds meet at all. A pension therefore sets a Limestone countyan apart. If a mun Is its pos sessor, he is entitled to run for tho tate legislature in tho fall or for tho county Judgeship in tho spring. If a woman, sho is entitled to tuko turn living with ber childrcu. Mrs. Appletreo, uftor tho death of her husband, lived alternately with ber two children, Hcpnery and Mary Jane. If thore wus nuother forty-ucro patch In all Limestone county with thinner soil and steeper side hills than tbo forty vhoro Hennery's "hewed log" house frowned down on Dry Creek, it must have been tho forty whoro Mary Jano aud her lord nud tyyiEiixriiffiri niYJKifjtYTTryiYxyYvfxv'rj.'Ag VNti! Tho trout fioor slummed after Her bert Colo. Ho walk ed swiftly down tho htrcct with never u glance buck at tho little houso whoro he had brought IiIh pretty girl-htldo four year before A trolley noisily cumo to a slop and ho wus gouo from sight, Duck in tho tiny white house, u III tlo louesome figure had wutched him go down the street from behind tug parlor nurtulua. Molly dried ber eyes heedlessly ou tho lacy hangings, and her shoulders drooping pitifully, wcut Isilf notoriety hunting youth who had kouc there camo back one whoso luvcl amy eyes challenged men's respect. The lack of any word when became In touch with tho world of Btcnmcrs and a more or less regular post watt a shock, and all tho more disturbing since his attitude toward her had un dergone a change. In tho fcver-brlghtcncd watches of the African night he had come to sco himself with a clearer vision, and to despise the sclflshnesH, the want of consideration, the bullying, overbear ing attitude, which had characterized bis relations with his wife. Nothing had happened to hor. Of that ho felt assured. Jack would havo let him know. Ono letter might have been lost, but not tho dozen ho had hoped to find, and felt he bad a right to expect. Tho voyage set him up bo far as bis body was concerned, and he reached England still thin and yellow, but with legs onco more beneath him. With bis spirits It was a different mattor. These refused to respond to clean air and good food and grateful rest. Tho blow they received could bo counter acted by no sophistical Imaginings. The first inkling of tho truth camo when he found bis Loudon letter of credit had been canceled. Thcro wan, of course, but ono explanation of that. Sho must think htm dead. Delaying only to mako himself pre sentablo in tho matter of clothes, he Balled Immediately for New York. Ho had to borrow money for his passage, and ho swore tho friend who lent It to utter secrecy. On the boat he pnhsed as H. 13. P. Burn, and tho passongor list Included none whom ho know. The second day out, howovor, a gen tleman scraped acquaintance with him In tho smoking room, Introducing Him self as a Mr. Sayre. They wero sitting on tho deck one mornlug, smoking and talking, when Sayro made somo casual mention of his country place. "You say you Imvo a placo at Chat bam Farms?" Hepburn took him up without interest. "Yes," roturncd Sayre. "Know tho All On master Jonathan Carney, hud reared their modest rooftreo besldo tho clear waters of Spider river. Mrs. Appletreo "helped" tho family sho lived with. Thirty-Mix dollurs per quarter means pretty nlco "holptugs" uudcr sumo clrcumbtanccs. Iu thiH caso It meant thut tho particular fam ily with whom she sojourned had blH cutt onco n day instead of nu undevlnt ing faro of cornbrcud. It meant tho temporary banishment of wild onions from tho bill of faro, It meant moro fat in tho gravy nnd moro gravy on they potatoes. While the widow tried to dlvldo her stays evenly Into tliree-inonth pcrlodn, she was bound by no ironclad rules. Sho wusn't proof against any sptclal reason which might develop for pro longing a sojourn. Sho might have her oilcloth-covered box in tho buggy ready to drlvo away from Hruury's when tho opportune discovery of a "bee-tree" would causo her to chungo her mind. Tho killing of a deer by Jonathan Carney the day bofore sho was duo to make a hoglra Houutuy wards worked a like result, Such little ruses woro common enough, but when Mury Juno contrived to brcuk a "limb" ono summer under suspicious circumstances, when tho "limbs" put in thrco full uioutbs "knit ting," throo months during which Hen nery's home know not his mother, he felt that he hud been unjustly dealt with. "She done it a-purpoBc, I kuow bIio busted it a-purpose," he told his w Ifc. After such chlcaucry ho felt that uuy meuus, however questionable, that ho might use in turn, would bo permis sible. Even to tho playlng-up of re ligion, as it developed. . Hennery was on his way homo from Harrlsvllle, where he had been mar ivm'yyxxi.umijqAAm 1 11 y Sho could see her huabaud bad pre pared his breakfast, a loaf of bread ou tho tublo with a butcher kuifo laid ucrosa It, aud tho coffee pot resting on one of her best china plates. D I fie rent boxes wero btrewn around giving uu air of untidiness aud wild hurry to the room. With a sigh Molly swallowed a cup of tho tasteless luke-wurm coffee, aud tears dropping as hho worked, cleared away tho last ovldcuco of the disgraceful meal, To thluk that her husband ever had to get his own breukfust! Well, sho wouldn't get It at all when he treated her as ho did. Ho never lllascd hor any more, nor Joked with hr aa he used to. Why, it wag a ion; place? I bought the Judsou truct and built thorc last spring." "Perhaps, then," said Hepburn, "you know my you may know Mrs. Hep burn." "Indeed, yea." returned Sayre. "De lightful woman. You know her, do you? Sad about her husband, wasn't it?" "Very," said Hopbum. "Do you hap pen to know any of the particulars?" "0, he went exploring ncrosB Central Africa and died of fever. That's all any ono knows, I believe. GueaB bo didn't amount to much at best. Her friends seem to think sho Is woll rid of him." "I haven't seen hor since thcu," said Hepburn, after a pause. "They say she Is beginning to take notice again," said Bayrc, in a rathor cynical tone. "Sho had somo fellow In tow last summer. I've forgotten hla name. Can't blame her, though." The more ho considered tho circum stances, howover. the ruoro clear it been mo that this thing was not mcrc:y poHBlblo but altogether natural. Sho was still young and he had gono com pletely out of her life. Ho had treat ed her badly while he wns with hor. and now was it to bo expected that she could rest content to go throu&M life with his memory? Should ho prcHcnt himself nud tr to win back tho love ho had lost? Ho recognized that It would bo an unfair proceeding. Sho could not rofusu him If be roturncd to her, howover sho might feel toward him. Ho Haw that tho decision must bo IiIh; that her part In tho outcome was foreordained, and with u sensitiveness which sprang from his deepened consideration for hor ho shrank from forcing himself upon her. On tho other hand, bo understood her well enough to know that she would not marry again If sho thought him allvo, nor would she tako it as a kindness if ho deceived hor iu the mattor. Ho could not. therefore, return upon his track und lose him self. That would be dolug her n mor tal hurt, at least from, hor point of view. Purpose keting some croBBtius. Ills mother wns to leavo for Mury Jane's on tho morrow. How should ho contrive to kcop her? Ho revolved the theory over aud over in bis mind. How should ho cun trlvo to kcop her? Ho cumo in sight of the clapboard covered slmnty whoro tho Reverend Jeremluh Sluttery, Itinerant evangelist, rested when he was not "laboring In tho vineyard." A thin column of smoko straggled from tho stick chimney, proclaiming that tho "Hcvorend" was at home, pos sibly open for engagement. Hennery was a Methodist, a Meth odist "stewurd." He took but little stock Iu the particular dogmas of Slat tcry's band. Indeed, there are but Ave thousand peoplo In tho whole United States who do take stock Iu them. Hero was tho rub! Hennery's mother was ono of tho Ave thousand. In u moment of ecstasy she had suc cumbed to tho urguments of a brother older of Slattory's years previous. She hud been udumuntlno against tho argu ments of Hcnuory, und hud cIuuk to her pocullar Kalth. Why not proft by her obstinacy? He stopped quickly from his wagon at Jeremiah's gato and Invited tho evangelist to "hold a meetln'" at the l.ouo Elm BChoolhousc, of which uchool district Hennery wub a director. Ko went further. He Invited tho evan gelist to muko Hennery's homo his headquarters during tho nicotine. "I'm a Mcthodlbt," said Menuery, "but I'm glad to sco the grata gar nered In auy neld." The "Reverend" thanked his visitor. He accepted with alacrity. Tho Inac tion of his bachelor quarters had al ready begun to pall on him. He long ed for the excitement of tho coutest Magic Of L VT V W'V W V 'W ttRXZl!tt7uWMXXnWU than a few common words to cuclroth crl "Yes," tuld Molly to herself, rogurd Ing her tearful Imago In the mirror of the sideboard "I really am getting homely. No more pluk in my checks, and my eyes look funny. I guess Kert doesn't like me any more because I'm not pret-t-y an-y" and hero Molly's volco broke, while great tears of self pity and louelluess welled uu to her eyes. "Haby loves me, anyway,"' she whispered, und a3 if lu uuswer to her thoughts, a baby voice piped from above, "Muver! Muvcrl" "I'm coming, pet. "sho called, and ran up the stairs with somo of her old buoyanc At the end of all his arguments he found himself clinging to the hope that Sayre might be mistaken. Ho eonBOloa himself with thinking that gobslp rarely spcaka the truth nud resolved at least to have a friend's advlco bo foro ho went further. It was with this resolve that he entered Macarthur'H offlco within nu hour of his arrival nt Now York. Ho had no card and he did not give the boy his name, but was immediately ushered Into the private office. Mac arthur sat at his desk using tho tele phone. He glanced at his visitor, mo tioned him to a chair and continued his conversation. "AH right thon. I'll be out to night. You'll meet the train, I sup pose? very well. Uoodby." He hung up tho recolver, pushed the Instrument from him and turned to Hepburn. "What can 1 do for you?" ho said briskly. "Hello, Jack," said Hepburn with a smile. "My Oodt Arthur," he said. "Where wo thought you were acaa :ao na tives" "It's too good to be true, old man. I can't b?Hovo It yet. Olvs mo time It is you?" "Yob, I've como back. Jack." It might havo been his fancy, but ho thought a cloud sottled on Mncar thur's faco as tho cortalnty camo homo to him. "How Is Klcunor?" ho asked. Macarthur dropped his hand, and they Hat down again. "Well," ho answered. "Havo you written her?" "No," said Hepburn. "I didn't know tho circumstances. I haven't heard for two years, you know. I thought it better not." "Tell me about It, Arthur. Your na tives Bworo they saw you die." Drlotly Hepburn nnrrated IiIb ex periences, und ut times his friend seemed to listen, whllo at times his thoughts seemed otherwhere. Once hlu baud went out to a loiter on tliu desk. He picked It up, toro It luto bits and dropped it luto tho wasto baskd. with tl'.a '.ovil. Alrcudy he sullTed tho amoko of battlo from ufur. He gathered his "things" hurriedly luto a pasteboard suitcase and crawled luto tho scat with Hennery. Next morning Mother Appletreo announced that Bho would stay auother month, or "as long ua tho mcctlu' lasts." The regularity of the widow's at tendance at tho meetings put to shame her fellow-sccturlans. Sometimes there was u more hand ful of attendants to the exliortntloua of the revivalist, and that handful thoso faithful ones who needed tho exbortn tlous to tlec from tho wrath to como the least. Sometimes tnc room was packed lo suffucatlon with sain and worldling alike, and the enthuu'.uihv. Blxzlcd round tho bolllngpolut, but al ways the little pensioner with her coarse wIsph of gray hair atruylng from under her black poke-bonnet wus in tho frout pew. Sho led the elnglug, und no matter how loud the boys lu the buck tow might bellow forth tho versus of "Thero'll Do No Dark Vulloy," or "Some Have Neighbors Over Yonder," you could distinguish her tlilu but not unplrusunt volco in the strain. The BChoolhousc wub u hulf-mllu from Hennery's if you went by "Ihe path." If you went by "the road" 11 waa farthor. When the attendance from tho Appletreo fHinlly was confin ed to the minister aud tho widow, the path wus used. They wero near the samo age. They walked together. "I don't know how we could get along without your mother," tho "Rov erend" would say uuctuously at the bieakfust-tuble. "I'm a gettln' u great blessin', Ri oth er Slattery," she would reply, and Henucry, "wlso as Berpeuts," forboro to contradict her. although ho was ove white nightie, was trying her best to climb over tho side of tho crib, when Molly cuugbt hor in her arms and smothered her faco with UIsbos. "Muver's little darling pet," sho cooed, uud golden aud unburn ringlets were mingled together us tho mother pressed her child to her achlug breast. "Raby hear aunty!" gurgled the youngster a little later, aud ran to tho top of the stairs to where Molly's younger sister was standing. "Come up, Maude, I'm jUBt dying to see you," cried Molly, and soon they wero talk ing together us only sisters cau after a long absence. "Molly, dear, what's tho trouble?" Maude waa holding her hlater at arm's "Jeck, there's no use dissembling. You know bow things woro with us. Had I bettor go to her?"' Macarthur searched hln face with burning eyes. He found his task hard. "Of course, you will go to her," ho wild presently. Hepburn rose, nnd walking to tho window stood looking out with hla back to bis friend. "I understand tbcro's someone cIhc, Jack," he said. Macarthur's lips opened twice be fore ho spoke. "Who told you that?" ho asked. "I heard It accidentally coming ov er." "And you believed It?" Hepburn wheeled suddenly and came back to tho desk. "I couldn't blame her. Jack," he said. "I treated her like a brute. If she's forgotten mo It's my fault. But. my God, man I want nuother chance.' "Sho won't refuse you, Arthur," tald Macarthur quietly. "It's not that." cried Hcpburu. "Don't you see? If this other man can make hor happy, aud I can't, per haps I'd bettor not sco hor. Perhaps I'd better go away nt once." Macarthur turned to the window, Bo foro his mind tny a dreaminess of un told years from which bo could sec no escape. Ho might dccclvo tho husband and 'send him away, but ho could not de ceive tho wife. Tho very trust aim had In him made that Impossible. All IiIh towers of hopo woro crumb'lug into ruins as ho turned aud faced IiIh friend. "There Is no other, Arthur," he said. "Sho hasn't forgotten you. I havo rea son to know that." There was that In his tone and the look of his cyo that buddonly opened out tho truth to Hepburn's .comprehen sion. There was silence for a mo ment; then Hepburn spoke. "I might have known," he said. Thcro was no rcscutmelnl In his voice. Itnther un unlmpassloued statement of (nets. "Of courao, It would be you, Jack, t don't blamo you or her, but I must think what 1 shall do." burstiug to call to mind some superi ority of Methodism to tho Sluttery doc trines. Hennery, himself, sat through two or thrco meetings a week nt the school house, to the no small scauaal or n:s moro consistent brethren. "I'm glud to see the grain garnered lu any Hold," ho told his traducors. When his conscience tried falnly lo be hcurd, he quieted It by mentally "passing the buck" to IiIh sister. "Sho didn't need to havo busted hor leg a-purpose." lu tho meuutimo Mrs. Honuory and the little Hcnnerys, as well as himself, were huvlng biscuit for breakfast nnd un abundauco of rich gray at all meals. Tho weeks woro on. Mary Jaue grew impatient for her turn at tho penelon. She came over one Sunday, "to fieo how tho meetln' was gettln' nu," she said, although she, too, was a Methodist. She brought n mess of trout vith her, and puluted lu glowing terms their ubuudauce in Spider river, and the ease with which they respouded to the gig In Jonathan's hands. Hennery read tho eagerness which she attempted to hide when sho asked: "When bo you comln over, Ma?" and his heart leaped Joyfully within him at hla mother's answer: "Not till the meetln' closes." The meeting wns successful eno'igli. There Is always a certulu proportrou of Limestone countyuns ready to re apoud to the excitement of rovlvulistlc etforts. Last year they unswered tho Methodist call. Next year they will bo ready for Raptlst exhortations. In the meantime they fell like rlpo grain ut tho stroke of tho Slattery sickle. There Ib always n supply of hard ened ones reudy to bo snatched as chauged couutcnancc. "You dou't look like tho samo girl. Why, your roses have all Jaded, and" hIio stopped short, for the note of tenderness and love was too much for poor Molly's burdened heart, and she rested hor head on her fresh young sIstor'B .shoul der, and sobbed as It her heart would break. After a fow moments, Maudo fcald softly. "Is It Bert, dear? Tell me all about it." Slowly aud between many tears, Maude heard the little story. How Molly had busied herself with the baby, and how she didn't have tlmo to go out iiiino rvonmes with Uprf nnv mnr nt Ho rose as If to go without further words, but Macnrthur stopped him. "Sit down, Arthur," ho Bald In a quiet voice. "There's moro to bo Mild." Hepburn looked at him inquiringly and resumed his Bent. "You'ro going .too fast," went on Mucarthur. "Now, listen. We've al wuyn been friends nnd this muan't como botween ub. I might Ho to you aud Bend you away again, but It wouldn't help tnc. I'd have to tell her tho truth nnd you know that would end it. bo fur as I'm coucorncd " "Hut you niias tny viowpolut," suld Hepburn wearily. "She's forgotten me, and If" l'8ho hasn't forgotten you," Inter rupted Macarthur. "If she hud I might I don't know but uuyway, sho hasn't." Their oyes met steadily. Then Hcp buru reached out nud took Macar thur's hund. "I must go to hor, Juck. Good-by," ho said, aud hurriedly left the office. Mucarthur waited n moment, then pulled the desk tnlnphonc toward him und culled for n uumbcr. "That you. Eleanor?" his volco was Blcady aud cheerful. "I find I can't como out tonight after all. And listen. Something tremendous lias huppcued. I can't tell you Just what Llut I want you to prepare yoursolt for auythlng thut may come. No, I can't explain, llut try nnd thluk of tho vory best thing that could possibly happen, tho thing you want moot, aud ho ready for It. I can't tell you any moro no, I can't. Oood-by." Ho hung up the receiver und his faco watt drawn as ho settled back In his chulr. For half an hour ho scarcely moved, but sat Blaring at a point on the opposite wall. Then ho sblveted as though cold, Bhook himself, und IiIh Jaw set Bquaroly. Ho pUBhed a call button nnd IiIh stenographer cutond, "Bring your hook, Miss Hunt," ho suld briskly. "I'll glvo you somo dic tation." It wns evening whou Hepburn alight ed from tho train at Chatham Farms. The house ou (he hill blB houso was lv Annette Angen brands from tho burning. There Is al ways u supply of backsliders ready to be won anew to tho path. Tho Rev erend Slattery won u goodly Bhure o till three. All things must end, however. Even successful meetings. "Thrco moro daya," tho revivalist an nounced ono Krldny at the hrcakt'ast table, "und we'll wind things up. Urotlier Slusnbaugb will preach tins Hnnl Bormon and admit tho converts to tho church on Sunday mornln'." When that day arrived It found the whole Hennery family ready to attend the meeting en muBHO. "Your mother und I will walk by tho path," the pnrnon said. The old cotiplo had not yet put In their uppenrauce when tho wugou ar rived ut tho schoolhotisc. Nor yet when the meeting was half over. "l-innlcBt thing I ever heard of," Hennery paid to his wife. Tho sormonlzlng or tho Itevoreud Slnsubaugh wns wonderfully dull. The ceremonies of ndmlBslou wero likewise dull. Henucry found liimeoir looking up at tho clock many times, ulso look ing at the door for the mUolug pair. "FunnlcHt thing I over heard of." ho said aguln, to Reverend Slnsubaugh, the meeting having closed, "what be come of tho parson and my mother.' Slnsubaugh wagged his head sagely hut noncommittal!', "Strange It Is, but doubtless thero are reasons." Perhaps Mary Jano had driven up nud abducted tho mother. A sense of foreboding seltled dowu on Hennery s spirit, lie whipped tho team Into a trot, although tho roughness of the road all but threw tho family nodlly from the wagon. s "Somethln' must havo happened to Ma," ho said to his wife repeateuly. By Joe Busche gry because of the lonely evenings spent alono bororo the library flro. anu hud nnully spent bis time at restau rants uud tho club, seldom hud any thing to tell her, und now that baby was old enough to leave, he never once thought of asking her to go auywhere, but he just oat reading tho old news paper when he did stay at home. "I know, dear. I know," spoke Mauuo soothingly. "Uut were you over reai sweet, and asked him to go anywhere. And did you ask him to have some or hla friends In to dluner? Thought he would say "no." anyway? Ob, no. nc wouldn't Molly. You usk him tonlgoi to go somewhere to tho theater, or- n oh. anywhere, and I'll stavMllLl2aiM already lit UD .... u eager haste. Hk w Gales he mulUM snoum lave f nu ?,10 lI have J cruci to eotno thus L?1 riici suddenly he www opened nud she ' j.J?y tU . erilPl.f.,1 I...?"" til S. o no of too wlndoMW looking out. "''teiili i.ffi."ff..'K. c"ofh?Kffi5a were swept 8Bid7'(,Wl1 Ollli'kh- lm . . UUVU 1 UHI1 III TTIAftiAkJ.. ... ' I back a Utile (ninth efo,"1, without thought. btfortS (ncwwhathedld.hebiHrfBi tied tbclr tnrstlnccalL Kw ho bad used la UiconnhtaL lrle her of hi, PRMM $ ,i' ,.:' .'","" .tt u nui w utTorrastuiitti Inrr mil Hi irlj.. Hn I'AliAnt.! 4k ... .. . i .; ;vi"""vu v now. ii dj hesitated then he would tnd AU'IIV till nt Ik . I ..1 her turn and run ton irtUt hi with a'eboklng KnutloihihJ in niv(D iu unci OCT U lit l ..... uvuii fl.xmn.lM k. ..it ... .. fi.uvit ui un, m it she answered him. TbaHl ..in. iuiiuu uvr ua tU lit in close. "ArcyouilidrbtiiWi not because he did tot kcr,fa causo no wanted to nttruts Sho drew hack till ibt o him la the ryei. lltroui with leara and htnolcttn she i poke. "0. boy," ibo uld, Tims to. I never knew until I kRii (J "Sho wouldn't bau Blurt U ... i.i i up lur uuiuiu, "Must hac'admluedtht threw the lines to one iww througu laouwr. "vr berteu. iuo lu ,UViMr minn nut. it.. i1.a,1 ttr lh lllllt cred box In which IU b her things. It " l for the parson'a Pw f?rtnl UVUVl . . . ..ii- ...tiAtkijn Turn uia wii---- j ttlpS' was, ne sv on. For tno now " jeienila on i ""' ""ijy iiue ta .--- u, rev nnaier '"".": .M,iti side was InslnMtojKS will spend a niou'u..y tcrluspringeeWi J up for oucr sehs ' " quarters. rf. uil shun but then aij" ,vlll provide. .j! "you may ,D,B .Yutfll j-OU-all BO luuu.-. " d M ,,laue,cuniupM , wo clt settled. ali "Gosh!" nemoi V) wouldn't bang -an g! man-llke..beP'f,dt1i a woman. " " 7idii 1 leg u-iuii'w"" peued!" nriP. Jl "" 'p-rtrr? JLtfiVSfi "A magi ft, ft HiUg m