THE WEST SHORE
February.
122
my little son, wtij loijkui from thui,'iitrii ma,
And nwred unii 111 iuiet, irowb-up mm,
lUvliii; my luw tin; seventh time duwU'red,
I Btrmli Mm, Mid dlralawd
With liurcl vordl Uld uiikiaswl;
IILh ni'itliCT, wlin a iMlliiit, liein(E ilfjwl. ,
Hun. feuini Mil Ull ifnef nln-uhl hinder sleep,
I vUiUxl hUDMl
lint fmiwl lilm sliimlicrinjr deep,
With dsrkeneii eyelid, ami their la-h. - yet
fan nil hue KwMng wt.
Ami I. with nua,
Kinnirit,' unay lilt team, left "tticrt nf my own;
Fur in ii trttili: drawn heHiile his hiutl
He had init, within hix reiwh,
A box nf counter, and rodvdnwl Umc,
A lui'ci' "t k'l-i-n alinuk-il li) Oil- IhwIi,
Ami Ktxur aeven shells.
A In lit It- with lilue-bells,
Ami twu PrtOOh euiur SOtM, ranged then ith o
art,
To comfort Imt ud heart
Ho, whim that niifht 1 nr-iycd
To (IihI, I Wfpt ami Mid:
Ah ! when at Mat we lie with trained t.roath.
Not vanUtfTnathi death,
And Thou remi'oiherem ui what toy
We nude i.ur joys,
Tliy uroat inmiujodfil ifmit,
Tlivn. fatherly, not less
Thwi I Wbont Thou lml ii i I -1 - 1 from the i Is ,
ELSIE.
My mother and I were pending tfits summer
with my uncle, David Gregory, at his bone.
lTw Idnd old genUeman had written to me to
bring one of my Hhoolnutei with mu. "Soma
one the wrote) who loves the country." I in
vited KUie Vcntnor. She was not a . In-l u like
ui'. ill, but lived witli M me. Iu Puis, tenuhinjj
tin- children who were day scholars.
One iftemoOD uncle came in where we were
all sitting over our fancy work, and said, with n
imtlei
"Madge, put thin in the llihle for ino. .Sec,
it in a fnur-lcaved clover. I fonml it just now.
Koine good fortune must surely lie coming to
me."
When I hail done an he asked he Hat down
and Unfolded a new plan for on amusement.
We were to get Up tableaux and invite all we
ohoM to helh up, and conclude with a dance.
"(Hi, uncle, how nice! When shall it be?"
"As Moon as you wish. I will have every
thing dona for you that is necessary, and you
may UM anything in the house you like for the
purpose, I want yon to enjoy yourselves an
much as yon can. It will lie hnt a dull hottH
after yon are gone, ami I shall only havu the
(ay memoriH to enliven it,"
When he had left iih I exclaimed; "(Hi.
mamma, isn't it it pity that line It) never hod any
children? lie it ho fond of seeing young folks
enjoy themselves."
"II Huh, Madge!" she hriHtily redied; "for
mercy 'h sake! never way anything like that
Mure you? uncle."
"Why not, mamma?"
"Ilecaiise, my child, there are rcaBuiis why
you Hhould not. '
1 WOUdtred a good deal in my mind over that
scran il luturiHiti-in. imt I did nut axk ;inv
mure questions. It waa no hard matter to get
a merry party to join uh, ami much tun as w
had, iiinmiaging in the attics, with Itch's u
aintamc, for old fashioned things to turn into
use. .
One afternoon mamma called II k and my
aelf into her mum to look through an old trunk
alie had found stowed In the hack of an unused
closet.
"Hen1. girls, examine. I nhouldn't wonder,
from the peep 1 have taken, if we had found a
treasure-trove.'
Wo were both delighted. When we liad taken
out itn coiiteuta old fashioned dresses, feathcra,
laces, etc., in a tray, all hy itself, waa a
dmss w hu h would have driven QueOO Mali to
envy, and Which wiu evidently more modem
in ita fashion than the other articles Hlrvwn
around us. It was a long trained nkirt of the
palest UljU silk, with an overdress of lilac tulle,
covered with endiroidcred clover blossoms, as
if Omi MreleM hand had Iluug them in pro
fusion all over tiie delicate material. I'liu
rosettes on the tinv lUppen were decorated in
the same way, ami a wreath of white clover,
inrinkled with mimlo dewdrope, lay with
t lie in.
"1 think, Mudgc, Haul mamma, "it must
have Udotigcd to your UttOlol ninter, Hilda; I
have heard nhe w.ut n great hello m her day."
"tlh. mamma, we'll have a taldcau called the
'Stunt o Hood Fortune,' and Klme ithall wear
thin ilrens Come, dear, and try it on.
hVreu the fnmoua belln heraeU could not hav
looked fairer than did my friend, when we htul
ar raved her in the hcautiful coat tune. Inntead
of tin- name 1 had cIiohcu, mamma thought it
would tie jut aaapiiroiirittto, ami tuuch ircttter,
to call the tahleau '- r(ie I'our leaved t'lover."
The evening came, ami all the tahleau x were
neoeufaUy gone through with, anud great a
pltuae, except the laat.
When I was liclung KUieto drean, she opened
Qtte, and taking out a muuive chain, ottlped it
inwnd Iter MOk. Having
"I will wear this to night, Madge."
"Why, Bbttel what an eXijtutito thing."
"Yea, it it all I have left of mv mother'. I
DOVtr wear it, aa it would hardly bt Miiitahle
for my nlain dn'WK'a. Sw," And opening the
diamond itttddod lockrt which hung frvnn the
chain. he iliwi-l me the picturv witliiti,
Theii', smiling at me, was a face something
like KImc s, only nOTI IWi mon radiant. It
waa the only lime Klsic i a.i ever spoken to me
of her mother, and I wished ahe would aay
more. Ihit the Udl mug (or tlut last tahleau,
and we haatt-ncd to our placea I among thu
audience, and ahe to KK-ar aa "The Four leaved
flour '
flu curtain wn and KUie stood m a gratvful
attitude, binding the lymhol of I fortune to
a youth, who, on bttM kme, waited to reiH-ive
it The diamoml-aludded Im-ket on her whlhl
ne. k caught the light in a Ituudrod sitarklea, and
Uia dew aiMingled clover llaahml it itaok airain.
It waa a Imlllaut picturv; hut wv hanlly had
time to admirv it autticiciitly, (or witli a low
giA-.oi mv uncle fell heauly (orwanl froui hu
eliair to the tloor.
Tlieu ail waa coiifuiiou. The young mm)
did not stay (or the promicd dance, auil to a
darlicited iwm Uiev caxriwi ui geiiueman.
while a phynician was hastily Hent for. No one
iilil ai.-coinit lor the MtraiiL'c attaek until uncle,
after a long time, awoke to consciousness.
I hen Deli, the uld housekeeper, with stiaiiL'elv
working features, came into our room and said:
Mian V eiitnor, may I have the chain and locket
you wore Ui-night?"
Wouuenngiy r.tsie rose ami got it lor tier.
"Deb. Deb!" I exclaimed, "what is the
matter!1 Huw ih dear uncle? Why do you
want Elsie's chain?"
"Miss Madge, solemnly interrupted I)cl,
with that clover-dress came misfortune to this
house, and now it lias hrought good luck hack
again, I think."
Ami without mopping to explain her am DUE
nous sentence or answer my question, she de
parted. When Deb came into the room again,
it was to say uncle was better and wanted
KUie. When we were alone Dch told me a
strange story - that my uncle had had u child, a
lieautiful daughter, who had married against
his will, and whom he had refused to forgive
until it was too late.
'Miss Mad-iL, it was at her comiuu-out nartv
she wore that dress -she was always fanciful
and at that party Hhe met the gentleman she
married. v ith my own eyes 1 saw her lather
lasn that chant anil locket (here alight hroke
in upon my mind) around her pretty neck.
When lie retimed to let her marry tier lover
(whom he knew was dissipated) she ran away,
.Miss Mange, ami they went nbfOM to a foreign
country. Her hnibtnd died, we heard. Hut
with all Mr. David's trying, we could never get I
any news ol her tin tins day. At last, through
your means, Miss Madge, her daughter, Mr.
David's own grandchild, has been hrought to his
very house.
Here the good woman elan pod her arms around
me and wept for very joy.
ii told m. a hhe came to lie with JMiue, tm
Pole. When Madame had first established her
hool, she was in her garden one day, and saw
a young woman passing on her way from the
station, carrying a ehihl in her anus. Shu was
struck by the weary look in the pale face, and
going to thu gate, she called her to come in and
rest. Madame made her comfortable in her
sitting-room, and hastened to bring some re-
trcsluuent. lien she reai In il t he room again
she saw the young woman had fainted, us she
supposed. Hut it was not a mint it waa
leath. No niiiuines cotthl discover Who site
was, and sliu waa ipiictly buried dear, good
Madame hcrsell enetma plain muiniiiiclit to
her memory. The baby's clothes were marked
"I'.lHio Vuittncir, ami so Madame called Iter.
H'orW.
HOW VALK.NTINKS ARB MADE.
Modem valentines, asidu from the valuable
presents contained in them, are very pretty
things, and they are growing prettier every
year, since large business houses spare neither
Hkill nor money in getting them up. The most
interesting thing aooitt them Hi grown-ups is
the way tliey aro made; and perhaps even you
youngsters who wateli eagerly for the pi-.ini.in.
"sinking beneath the load of embarrassment's
not his own," would like to know how satin and
lace and llowurs and other dainty things grow
into a valentine.
It is no fairy's handiwork. It went through
the hands of grim looking workmen and dowdy
looking girls; it made familiar acquaintance with
sand i and glue pots, and steel stamps and
inky presses and paint brushes, ami all sorts of
unpleasant things before it reached your hands.
To le sure a dreamy artist may have designed
it. but I lithographer with inky lingers printed
the picture on it; a die cutter with sleeves
rolled up made a pattern in steel of the lace
work on the edge; ami a iliuey looking pressman
With a paper hat on stamped the pattern around
the picture. Another hard-handed workman
nibbed the back of the stamped lace with sand
paper till it came in holes and looked like lace,
and not merely like stamped pap. i. and a row
of girlH at a common long Ublo--Mnkiug about
their own narrow lives, the haul trtnes, and so
forth put on the colors with sWneils, gummed
on the hearts ami cuptds and flowers ami mir
rors and doors and curtains, and ituek in the
Mohet nowder. and tied nn the hows, and sewed
on the fringes, and tucked in the handkerchief
or oilier gilt, and otherwise nnished the thing
exactly like the pattern Iwfor them.
Noti see the sentiment about a valentine
doesn't lievin vet To all these workmen it is
merely tlieir daily duty, and to tbein means
only bread and butter ami a home. It is not
until loin, Dick or Harry takes it (nun the sta
tinner and writes your name on it that it ac
otiin's, in some mysterious way, tho sentiment
that makes it such a lllfu 1 1; in. to get.
The hideous abomination called a "comic val-
'iitine," which is merely a cruel or low mm. led
nsiih to the receiver, is Iteneath the notice of
any gentleman, whether he be live or lifty
veen old, and 1 am sun- no buy cares to know
just how it is made tfood H'cns.
(iLAM VlNBftM. A company was recently
(tinned in New York for the purHiHe of tuatnv
faoturingi as tliey term it, "glass veneer and
decorations on glass." Seeiinens of their Work
ant said to be excellent imitations of the various
woods represented such a birch, ash. trviu'li
walnut, jnvy maple, roeewood, mahefcany, red's
eye maple, aattu wood, etc, For (landings,
xviiu and ceiling decorations, inarmietry, inula
tious of the different marbles, tiles, etc, wa
know of nothing to coital this new maun lac tu re.
and pnslict for it a great success, combining,
as it does, cheapness and leautv. Mr Hudd
the inventor, has had a single pianoforte in tist
for the at tWO years, covensl with glass
veneer, during w hich period it lias lieen nmiovcd
three tunes without breakage, or even a scratch.
Skin t't nisu. An Australian corresm indent
rrcouimcmla the following met he I of pn-serving
oMHsum, otter, ami other small skins, as the re
sult of l.i years' exivneiiee, A very strong de-
eoetwn oi fn-sh ban of waMia saplinira should
ic pi. pa:, t iH't.uvu&iid. into this the skiy u
thrown as nan as stripped from theaniituU, ami
left (or eight days: it i then taken out, fleshed,
and n-tunml to the Uipior for a couple o( davs
more; lastly, it is eggvl out to dry. The skin
will then Iw tierfeetly cunnl, iinwrvious to ram;
the fur well set, and witli a uica lustmus ap-
paknaaa,
LIGHT BREAKS.
When twilight's gentle musings are suddenly
ended by the dropping out of sight of the rays
of the gentle and pale-faced moon; when the bo
vines have chewed the cud of contentment till
Morpheus has stilled their tongueB aud closed
their eyes, and the little pigs have made them
selves into a snowy pile; when the midnight
crowing of our barnyard friend tells 12 on na
ture's noisy belli when the "wee sma" hours
get uneasy in their little licds, and warn the
late houred lovers to take a parting kiss and
wait for another Sabbath eve to welcome the
tryat under the feathery elm's spreading anns
in the lug pasture ny the singing uroon; wnen
honest laborers are recuperating their muscular
and nervous jsiwers under the repeated doses of
the narcotiue of peaceful Blumber; when Aurora
is about to push the dawn up the orient, and
Sol with his streaming red hair is hitching hia
liery team to dine up among the fleecy clouds
and smilingly nod to the dew-tipped flowers of
awakening earth; when Btrange humanity begins
to move uneasily on their feather beds, and
guardian angels whisper of the dawn's approach
and the duties of another day; when tho dreams
of the night are brushed away by the magical
wand of returning consciousness, the eyelids
quiver and open then the light breaks breaks
upon tho eye, upon the Vain, and joy beams
from the eyes, pleasure irradiates the well fur
nished parlors of the heart, and the beatitude of
life in magnetic currants makes the waking
mortal raise the silent voice of prayer in thank
fulness that he lives and enjoys.
hven at the dark hour ot midnight, when an
nature is drowned in alcen, save the wailing
whip-poor-will, the Bolemn owl, or the consumer
of midnight oil, it is not impossible that light
should break. Look at that occupied mind
wading in thought through tho intricacies of a
machine yet in the brain of the thinker. Be
hold! a radiance beams from his face; a smile of
satisfaction plays about his mouth and his lips
utter aloud the signihcant words, "1 nave it
now. At that moment of excitement and joy,
light breaks upon his understanding though the
sky be dark as Krebus without. A flash of light
bursts upon his dazzled soul, and ecstacy of de
light permeates every sensitive liber of his
mental being, and lie thanks heaven that light
breaks upon his waiting mind. The visions of
a useful machine arc about to crystallize into
gold, and the hard labor of years receive its
just rewanl.
Wnen the little boy is presented Ins tirst
knife, light breaks, and glorious visions of the
past are alKiut to lie realized: and as he steps
torth in his tirst pants with pockets in them,
light breaks again, and yet once more when he
has a gun all his own. Light breaks again when
his dear Katie returns his love and the wedding
ring is on her linger, and again when she calls
him up in the dead hours of night to bring the
soothing syrup, lor baby is sick. Light breaks
in Hie halo of loving children to soothe his last
moments with kind acts of filial love. Light
breaks upon the mind that believes that immor
tality is the gift of (did, and that Christ is the
Saviour of those given to him by the Father.
Immortal light breaks upon a mortal mind, ami
it leans conhdingly hi faith upon the Saviour of
the world. The veil is lifted as the spirit re
turns to liod who gave it, and a brilliant halo
of light encircles the angel soul, time without
end. A'. A'. .Shrwii. in WMern Uitml,
Till Dm 10 MoTUam Mothers livo for
their children, make self-Baerilices for them,
and manifest their tenderness and love so freely
that the name mother is the sweetest in human
language. Anil yet, sons, youthful aud aged,
know but little of the anxiety, the nightB of
Bleeplcss and painful solicitude which tlieir
mothers have siient over their thoughtless way
wardness. Those loving hearts go down to
their craves with thus., hunm ..f uamI unno
Untold, As the mother watches by night, or
prnys in the privacy of her closet, she weighs
well tho words she will address to her son in
order to lead him to a manhood of honor and
usefulness. She will not tell him all the griefs
and deadly fears which lieset her soul. She
warna him with trembling lest she say o'cr-
much. She tries to charm him with cheery love
w hile her heart is bleeding. No worthy and
successful man ever yet knew the breadth and
depth Of obligation which he is under to the
mother who guided Ins stem at the time when
nis character tor virtue and purity was so nar
rowly balanced against a course of vice mid ii
noininy. Lot the dutiful sou do his utmost to
sin. Kith his mother's nathwav; lot him oW in..
illicitly as he can her wishes and advice; let
him omit nothing that will contribute to her
peace, rest and happiness, and vet he will part
Inun her at the tomb with the debt to her not
nan discharged.
krtmn ash WoKK.- -Paro says that a fall
ing oil of the appetite indicates a diminished
capacity to lahir. A farmer was once asked
why he paid his hands so much, replied, it was
economy to pay them well, so tliey could buy
M.,di. t t i rx. iAi
- 1 "i- ""gov as reasonaiuy ex
pect much lalsir from a meager diet as much tire
from a little wood, A good appetite isgener
ally synonymous, with health and ability to do
much lah.r. lireat workers, whether with hsly
or brain, or both, are usually liberal eaters,
lawyers and ministers are apt to be good cat
er. They should eat wisely as well as liK-rally
. ...... ..o,,-,,. , i. uw rmaiv 11
0M notion that great thinkers are small eate
live very quiet and inactive Uvea. Dr. Htl-
Ht'MSKKK. The New York 7ViOBfaeye: Mr.
, " w wuai was tin
seetvt or Ins luccesa in his business. "Secret
Then ll no secret about it. All you hvo to di
is to attend to your hummus and go ahead '
At another time he said: "The secret of my sue
ii l i t,,uu 10
till I have done it. I his was nearer the mark
lie kept his own couuscl and never betraved his
Wmt fneu.l II.. I 4 A-l J ,V
.... uhm uimseii.
Ihat was the xrt of the railroad king's
LETTERS TO BOYS AND GIRLS.
'Tlease tell me the Pip and Jyp story, it's ao
splendid, you know," said Master Walter while
we were waiting for the dessert this noon.
Walter always thinks the present time is the
convenient season for stories. "Y'es, I would
like to hear it, too," said his mamma. "I heard
you tell it yesterday and am quite interested in
t. It will lie a nice Btory to put Willie to
sleep on when he iB a little older. You know
our dog is named Pip, and brother Will's is Jyu.
It is curiouB to find a story with their names m
it."
Of course I told the story. It seemB to be
my fortune to be continually finding little boys.
and girls wno are penecuy luieuoun iwi muries.
I BometimeB pinch inyBelf to see if I am any
thing more than a bundle of stories. It is easy
enough to tell stories to the seven-year-olds, but
the smaller onea are harder to. amuse. Of all
the stories I have ever told, the "wee bits'
seem to like the one about Pip and Jyp the beat.
1 am not certain where it caine mui in toe nrst
place, or whether luu ouu who autitcu il would
recognize it now; but here it is, for I think
some one who reads the nOBAL i'RKSS would
like to tell it to some sleepy little curly-head,,
that it may smooth the way over the straits to
the "Land of Nod."
Once uiion a time there were two little doss.
One was named Pip, aud the other was named.
Jyp. They lived in a nice little house in their
master s yard. Uno nay wnen tney woko ur
from a long nap, Pip said to Jyp, "Let's take a
walk;" and Jyp said to Pip, "Yes, let's go.,v
So they went, trot, trot, trot, and trot, trot,
trot, and trot, trot, trot; and their tittle feet
went pat, pat, pat, and pat, pat, pot, and pat,
pat, pat; aud their little tails went wag, wag,,
wag, and wag, wag, wag, and wag, wag, wag,,
and pretty soon they came to a little yard be
aide the road. In the yard there were three
little lambs and ogjBold sheep. Pip thought he
would try to BcanHhe lambs, bo he ran up to.
the fence and saioPi8ow-wow-wow," and Jyp
ran up to the fence and said, "liow-wow-wow-wow!
' The lambs said, "M-a-a-a, m-a-a-a
m-a-a-a!" and they ran to their mamma and told
her all about it. she,, ml, "H-o-a-h! h-a-a-a-h!"'
which was as much as to say, "Just you curl
down heroi the corner beside me and those
naughty dogs won't dare to touch you." So the
little lambs curled down in the corner and went
faet asleep. And Pip and Jyp went, trot, trot,
trot, and trot, trot, trot, and tint, trot, trot;
aud their little feet said pat, pat, pat, and pnt
pat, pat, and pat, pat, pat; and their littlo tails,
went WW, wag, wag, and wag, wag, wag, and
wag, wag, wag; and pretty booh they came to a.
large house. In front of the house thoro were
four little kitties playing and having a fine time.
nut, nn and jyp ran up to them and Baid,
"Bow-wow-wow! bow-wow-wow!" Then the
kitties were very much frightened and cried,
"M-e-w, m-e-w, m-e-o u-w!' and ran into the
shed, and told the old kitty all about it. She
was m a oarret, turned down so that the little
kitties could run into it. i;wd,lcd to them.
M-e-o-u-w, m-c-o-u-w. ituwas;tih Irere with
me and the dogs can't touch you;" so the four
wee kitties tumbled into the barrel, head over
heels, and laid down and went fast asleep; while
Pip and Jyp went, trot, trot, tnit, and trot,
trot, trot, aud trot, trot, trot; and their little
loot said pat, vat, pat, and pat, pat, pat, and
pat, pat, pat; and their little tails went wag,
wag, wag, and wag, wag, wag, and wag, wag,
wag, until they came to a little ohd, upon
which were sailing five little ducks. Then, of
course, they must exercise their little throats, so-
tney rushed up to the edge of the water and
said, "How-wow-wow! bow-wow-wow!" Tho
lucks, "Quack! iiuack! o-u-a-c-k! ii-u a-c-k!" and
sailed oil' as fast as they could. When they got
to the eld mamma duck they told her all about
it, and Bhe said, "Quack! q-u-a-c-k! quack!
q-u-a-c-K.: which meant, Jiistciiri down here
lieside me, ami the dogs can't hurt you; they're
most all bark, anyway." Pip and Jyp found
that they could not frighten the ducks any
more, so they went, tmt, trot, trot, and trot,
trot, trot, and trot, trot, tnt; and tlieir little
feet said pat, pat, pat, and pat, pat, pat, and
joi, pin, pat Rwitoeu nine tans went wag,
wag, wag, and wag, wag, wag, and wag, wag,
wag; ami by and by they came to a yard where
there were ten little chickens playing and pick
ing Up seeds to eat. Pin rushed townnl tham
and said, "BoW-WOW-WOWl" aud.lvnran tin and
said, "BoW-WOW-WOWl" Then the poor littlo
chickens cried, "Peep, peep, p-e-e-p! mid ran
into the coop, (which was a little house built of
slats placed far enough apart so that the chick
ena could run out, but their mamma had to stay
inside.) and told the old hen all altout it. She
said, "Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck!" which
meant, "Come here, vou lsior lifilo nblnVa
curl down under my wings, and the naughty
.logs shan t hurt you." Bo the little chicks.
nunoaoown under the old hens wings, and wore
soon fast asleep. Then Pip and Jyp went, trot,
tmt. tmt, and trot, tmt, trot, and trot, trot,
tmt; and their little feet said pat, pat, pat, and
pat, pat, pat. and oat. nar. nar- nod Ikah. 1 tt&
tails went wag, wag, wag, and wag, wag, wag,
and wag, wag, wag; and pretty soon they camo
ju m cunning uwt gm playing m the yard in
front of a oonnitu little aottauM. Pin m nn
her and said, "Ikiw-wow-wow!" and Jyp ran up
and said, "liow-wow-wow!" as loud as he coulrh
The little girl began to cry and said, "(Jo off;
von naughty dogs!" Then she ran into the
house and told her mamma all about it, and her
iiMwima looh. ner up in her Ian and she was soon
fast asleep. Pip and Jyp looked amund, but as
they could see nothing else to fnghten, Pip said
.T' "Jf1 J home," and Jyp said to Pip,
"Well, lets go, ' so they went, trot, trot, trot,
and tmt, tmt, tmt, and trot, tmt, trot; and
their little feet said pat, pat, pat, and pat, pat,
Pi PW lt, pat; and their little tails
went wag, wag, wmr, and wag, wag, wag, and
w ag, wag, wag; until they got hack to their lit
tle house, where they found a nice dinner all
ready for then. After they had eaten all thej
wanted they curled down in a comer and were
soon fast asleep. So the lambs and the kitties,
and the ducks and the chickens, aud the little
girl and the doggies, were all fast asleep; and if
the shailows are beginning to creep into tho cor
ners, I think it is tune that the little folks who
have heard thu story were fast asleep, also.
Jennie t. Jameton in Uvral Prtu.