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FIRST Or A SERIES OF . SPECIAL SErt
MONS BY DR. TALMAGE.
Are Directed Especially mt the
Three Cities in One (New York, Brook
lye. and Jersey City), bnt Tbey Will
Vlt In Muuy Other Places. '
. NEW YOBK, Feb. 33. A decided sensa
tion was produced in this city and in
Brooklyn today ly Dr. Talniage'a an
aounceinent of a series of sermona which
. he proposes to preach on "The Ten Plagues
f These Three,. Cities." In this sermon,
which is the first of the series, he pays his
attention to the prevalent curse of gam
Mtag. He preached it in the Academy of
JIusic in Brooklyn iii the morning, and
again this evening at The Christian Herald
service in this city. His text was taken
from Kx. ix, 18, 14: "I-iet my people go
Xhjtt they may serve me; for I will at this
time send all my plasties."
Ldist winter, in the museum at Cairo,
Egypt, I saw the mummy or embalmed
tody of Pharaoh, the oppressor of the
ancient Israelites. Visible are the" very
teeth that he gnashed against the Israel
Msh bookmakers, the sockets of the merci
less eyes with which he looked upon the
overburdened people of God, the hair that
floated in the breeze off the Red Sea, the
very lips with which he commanded them
to make bricks withoat straw. Thousands
of years after, when the wrappings or the
uuminy were unrolled, old Pharaoh lifted
' np his arm as if in imploration, but his
skinny bones cannot again clutch his shat
" tered scepter. It was to compel that tyrant
to let the oppressed go free that the mem
orable ten plagues were sent. Sailing the
JJile and walking amid the ruins of Egyp
tian cities, I saw no remains of those plagues
that smote the water or the air. Xone of
the frogs croaked in the one, none of the
- locusts sounded their rattle in the other,
and the catt le bure no sign of the murrain,
and through the starry nights hovering
about the pyramids no destroying angel
wept his wing. But there are ten plagues
. still sttuging and befouling and cursing
mar cities, and like angels of wrath smiting
not only the first bom but the last born.
THREE CITIES IX ONK.
Brooklyn, New York and Jersey City,
though culled three, are- practically one.
The bridge already fastening two of them
together will lie followed by other bridges
and by tunnels from both New Jersey and
Xong Island shores, until what is true now
will, as the years go by, become more em
phatically true. The average condition of
public morals in this cluster of cities is as
.good if not better than iu any other part
of the world. ' Pride of city is natural to
men in all times, if they live or have lived
in a metropolis noted for dignity or prow
ess. Cassar boasted of his native Rome,
Lyeurgus of Sparta, Virgil of Andes, De
mosthenes of Athens, Archimedes of Syra
cuse, and Paul of Tarsus. I should suspect
a man of base hearted ness who carried
about with him no feeling of complacency
in regard to the place of his residence; who
gloried not in its arts or arms or behavior;
who looked with no exultation upon its
evidences of prosperity, its artistic embel
lishments and its-scientific attainments.
I have noticed that men never like a
place where they have uot behaved well.
.Men who have free rides in prison vans
never like the city that furnishes the
vehicle. When I see iu history Argos,
Rhodes, Smyrna. Chios, Colophon and sev
eral other cities claiming Homer, 1 conclude
that Homer behaved well. Let us not war
against this pride of city, nor expect to
build up ourselves by pulling others down.
Let Boston have its commons, its Faneuil
hall and Its magnificent scientific and edu
cational institutions. Let Philadelphia
talk about its mint, and Independence ball,
and Girard college, and its old families, as
"virtuous as venerable. When I find a man
living in one of those places who has noth
ing to say in favor of them I feel like ask
ing him, "What mean thing did you do
that you do not like your native city?"
New York is a goodly city, aud when I say
that I mean the region between Spnyten
Duyvil creek and Jamaica in one direction
and Newark flats iu the other direction.
That which teuds to elevate a part elevates
all. That which blasts part blasts all. Sin
is a giant, and he conies to the Hudson or
"Connecticut river and passes it as easily as
we step across a figure in the carpet. The
blessing of (rod is an angel, and when it
stretches ont its two wings one of them
hovers over that and the other over this.
THK CHEAT CITY OF SBW YOBK.
In infancy t he great metropolis was laid
down by the banks of the Hudson. Its iu-
" "fancy was as feeble us that of Moses sleep
ing in the bulrushes by the Nile; and, like
Miriam, there our fathers stood aud watch
ed it. " The royal spirit of American com
merce came down to the water to bathe.
and there she found it. She took it in her
arms, and the child grew and waxed strong.
and theshiiwof foreign lands brought gold
and spices to its feet, and stretching itself
up into the proportions of a metropolis, it
has looked up to the mountains and off
upon the sea the mightiestof the energies
of American civilization. The character
of the founder of a city will be seen for
many years iu its inhabitants. . Romulus
impressed his life upon Rome. The Pil
grims relaxed not their hold upon the
cities of New England. William Pehn has
left Philadelphia an inheritance of integ
rity aud fair dealing, and on any" day in
that city you may see in the manners, cus
toms and principles of its people his tastes,
his coat, his hat, his wife's bonnet and his
plain meeting house. The Hollanders still
wield an influence over New York.
Grand old New York) What southern
thoroughfare was ever smitten by pesti
lence, when our physicians did not throw
- "themselves upon the - sacrifice! What dis
tant land has cried out in the agony of
- famine, and our ships have not put out
, with breadstuuBl What street of Damas
cus or Beyrout or Madras that has not
heard the step of our missionaries! What
straggle for national life in which our citi
. mens have not poured their blood into the
'trenches! What gallery of exquisite art
- in which our painters have not hung their
w pictures! What department of literature
- -or science to which our scholars have not
contributed! I need not speak of our pub-
' lie schools, where the children of the cord-
. wainer and milkman and glassblower
stand by the side of the flattered sons of
merchant princes; or of the insane asylums
on all these islands where they who went
catting themselves, among the tombs, now
ait, clothed and in their right minds; or of
the Magdalen asylums, where the lost one
of the street comes to bathe the Saviour's
feet with her tears, and wipe them with
the hairs of her head confiding in the
pardon of him who said: Let him who u
without sin cast the first stone at her.
need not speak of the institutions for the
' blind, the lame, the deaf and the dumb,
lor the incurables, the widow, the orphan,
and the outcast; or of the thousand armed
machinery that sends streaming down
from the reservoirs the dear, -bright.
.. anaxkline. God siven water that rushes
PLAGUE OF GAMBLING.
the "hydrants, and to.vses.up in our foil n-
tains, anu Hisses iu our srcaiu engines, auu
showers out the couilagrution, , an'
sprinkles from the baptismal font of ou
churches; and with silver note, and golden
sparkle, and crystalline chime, says to hun
dreds of thousands of our population, in
the authentic words of him who said; "I
will: he thou clean?' -
.. THE CCKSK OF UAM3LINQ..
All this I premise in opening this course
of sermons on the teir plagues of these
three cities, lest some stupid man might
say I am deprecating the place of my
residence I speak to you today concern
ing the plague of gambling. Every man
and woman in this house ought to be in
terested in this theme.
Some years ago, when an association for
the suppression .of gambling was organ
ized, an agent of the association came to a
prominent citizen and asked him to patron
ize the society. He said, "No, I can have
no interest iu such au organization. I am
n no wise affected by that eviL" At that
veryttime his son, who was his partner in
business, was one of the heaviest players in
Hearne s famous gambling establishment.
Another refused his patronage on the same
ground, not knowing that his first book
keeper, though receiving a salary of only
a thousand dollars, was losing from fifty to
one hundred dollars per night. The presi
dent of a railroad company refused to
patrouize the institution, saying, "That
society is good for the defense of merch
ants, but we railroad people are not in
jured by this evil;" not knowing that, at
that very time, two of bis conductors were
spending three nights of each week at faro
tables iu New York. Directly or indirectly,
this evil strikes at the whole world.
Gambling is the risking of something
more or less valuable in the hope of win
ning more than you hazard. The instru
ments of gaming may differ but the prin
ciple is the same. The shuffling and deal
ing cards, however full of temptation, is
not gambling, unless states are put up;
while, on the other hand, gambling may
be carried on without cards or dice, or bil
liards' or a ten-pin alley. The man who
bets on horses, ou elections, on, battles
the man who deals in "rancy" stocks, or
conducts a busiuess which hazards extra
capital, or goes into transactions without
foundation, but dependent upon what men
call "luck," is a gambler. Whatever you
expect to gee from your neighbor without
offering an equivalent in money or time or
skill is either the product of theft or gam
ing. ' Lottery tickets and lottery policies
come into the same category. Fairs for
the founding of hospitals, schools and
churches, conducted on the raffling system,
come under the same denomination. Do
not, therefore, associate gambling neces
sarily with any instrument, or game, or
time or place, or' think the principle de
pends upon whether you play for a glass of
wine or one hundred shares of railroad
stock. Whether you patronize "auction
pools," "French mutuals," or "book-mak
ing," whether you employ faro or billiards,
rondo and keuo, cards or bagatelle, the
very idea of the thing is dishonest, for it
professes to bestow upon you a good for
which you give no equivalent. -
TEN "HOXEST" GAMBLING HO0SKS.
It is estimated that every day in Chris
tendom eighty million dollars pass from
hand to hand through gambling practices,
and every year in Christendom one nun
dred and twenty-three billion one hundred
million dollars change hands in that way,
There are in this cluster of cities about
eight hundred confessed gambling estab
lishments. There are about three thousand
five hundred professional gamblers. - Out
of the eight hundred gambling establish
merits, how many of them do you suppose
profess to be honest? Ten. These ten pro
fess to be honest because they are merelj
the ante-chamber to the seven hundred
and ninety that are acknowledged fraud
ulerit. There are first class gambling es
tablishments. You go up the marbla
stairs. You ring the bell. The liveried
servant introduces you. The walls are
lavender tinted. The mantels are of Ver
mont marble. The pictures are "Jeph
thah's Daughter" and Dore's "Dante's and
Virgil's Frozen Region of Hell" a most
appropriate selection, this last, for the
place. There is the roulette table, the
finest, the costliest, most exquisite piece of
furniture in the United States. There is
the banqueting room, where, free of
charge to the guests, you may . find the
plate and viands and wines and cigars
sumptuous beyond parallel. .
Then you coiue to the second class ram
bling establishment. To it you are intro
duced by a card through some "roper-in."
Having entered, you must either gamble
or fight. Sanded cards, dice loaded with
quicksilver, poor drinks, will soon help
you to get rid of all your money to a tune
in short meter with staccato passages. You
wanted to see. . You saw. The low villains
of that place watch you as you come in.
Does not the panther, squat in the grass.
know a calf when he sees it? Wrangle not
for your rights in that place, or your body
will be thrown bloody into the street, or
dead into the East river. You go along a
little further and find the policy establish
ment. In that place you bet on numbers.
Betting on two numbers is called a "sad
dle," betting ou three numbers is called a
gig," betting on four numbers is called a
horse," aud there are thousands of our
young men leaping into that "saddle" and
mounting that "gig," and behind that
"horse" riding to perdition. There is al
ways one kind of sign on the aoor "Ex
change," a most appropriate title for. the
door, for there, in that room, a man ex
changes health, peace and heaven for loss
of health, loss of- home, loss of family, loss
of immortal soul. Exchange sure enough
and infinite enough.
Men wishing to gamble will find places
Just suited to their capacity, not only iu
the underground oyster cellar, or at the
table back of the curtain, covered with
greasy cards, or in the steamboat smoking
cabin, where the bloated wretch with rings
in his ears instead of his nose, deals the
pack, and winks in the unsuspecting trav
eler providing free drinks all around but
In gilded parlors and amid gorgeous sur
roundings.
HAZAKDING AS EST AT.'
A young man, Having suaaeniy neirea a
large property, sits at the hazard table and
takes up in a dice box the estate won by a
father's HWima sweat, and shakes it, and
tosses it away. Intemperance soon stig
matizes its victim, kicking him out, a slav
ering fool, into the ditch, or sending him.
with the drunkard's hiccough, staggering
np the street where his family lives. But
gambling does not in that way expose its
victims. The gambler may be eaten up by
the gambler's passion, yet you only dis
cover it by the greed in his eyes, the hard
ness of his features, the nervous restless
ness, the threadbare coat and his embar
rassed business. Yet he is on the road to
hell, and no preacher's voice or startling
warning or wife's entreaty, can make him
stay for a moment his headlong career.
Xne internal spell is on mm; a giant is
aroused within; and though you bind him
with cables, they would part like thread;
and - though you fasten him seven times
round with chains, tlney would snap like
rusted wire; and thongh yon piled np In
his path beavaa high Bibles, tracts and ear
mona, nnl on the top should set the cross ot
the son of God, over them all the gambler
would leap, like a roe over the rocks, ou
his way to perdition. ' ,
Again, this sin works ruin by killing in
dustry. A man used to reaping scores or
hundreds or thousands of dollars from the
gaming table will not be content with slow
work. He will say, "What is- the use of
trying to make these fifty dollars iu my
store when I can get five times that in half
an hour down at 'Billy sf " - You never
knew a confirmed gambler who was indus
trious. - The men given to this vice spend
their time, not actively engaged in the
game, in idleness or intoxication or sleep,
or in corrupting new victims. This sin has
dulled the carpenter's saw and cut the
band of the factory wheel, sunk the cargo,
broken the teeth of the farmer's harrow
and sent a strange lightning to shatter the
battery of the philosopher. The very first
idea in gaming is at war with all the in
dustries of society.' ,'-"-,
This crime is getting its lever under
many a mercantile house in our great
cities ..and before long down will come the
great establishment, crushing reputation, :
home, comfort and immortal souls. How-
it diverts and sinks capital may be inferred
from some authentic statement before us.
The ten gaming houses that once were
authorized iu Paris passed through the
banks, yearly, three hundred and twenty
five millions of francs. Where does all the
money come from? The whole world is
robbed! What is most sad, there are no
consolations for the loss and suffering en
tailed by gaming. If men fail in lawful
business, God pities and society commiser
ates; but where in the Bible or in society :
is there any consolation for the gambler? j
From what tree of the forest oozes there
a balm that can soothe the gamester's
heart? In that bottle where God keeps the
tears of his children are there any tears of
the gambler? Do the winds .that come to
kiss the faded cheek of sickness, and to
cool the heated brow of the laborer, whis
per hope and cheer to the emaciated victim
of the game of hazard t When an honest
man is iu trouble he has sympathy. "Poor
fellow!" they say. But do gamblers come
to weep at the agonies of the gambler? .
In Northumberland was one of the finest
estates in England. Mr. Porter owned it,
and in a year gambled it all away. Hav
ing lost the last acre of the estate, he came
down from the saloon and got into his car
riage; went back, put up his horses and car
riage and town house and played. He threw
and lost. He started home, and in aside al ley
met a friend from whom he borrowed ten
guineas; went back to the saloon and be
fore a great while had won twenty ' thous
and pounds. He died at last a beggar in
St. Giles. How many gamblers felt sorry
for Mr. Porter? Who consoled him on the
loss of his 'estate? What gambler sub
scribed to put a stone over the poor man's
grave? Not one! .
GAM15LIXQ THE CAUSE OF OTtLKK CRIMES.
Futhermore, this sin is the source of un
counted dishonesties. The game of hazard
itself is often a gameof cheat. How many
tricks and deceptions in the dealing of the
cards! The opponent's hand is oft times
found out by fraud. Cards are marked
so that they may be designated from the
back. Expert gamesters have their ac
complices, and one wink may decide - the
game. The dice have been found loaded
with platina, so that "doublets" come up
every time. These dice are introduced . by
the gamblers, unobserved by honest men
who have come into the play; anil this ac
counts for the fact that ninety-nine out of
a hundred who gamble, however wealthy
they began, at the end are found to be
poor, miserable, ragged wretches, that
would not now 1 allowed to bit on the
doorstep of the house that they once
owned. In a gambling house in San Fran
cisco a young man having just come from
the mines deposited a large sum upon the
ace, and won twenty-two thousand dollars.
But the tide turns. Intense excitement
comes upon t he countenances of all. Slow
ly the cards went forth. Every eye is fixed.
Not a sound is heard until the ace is re
vealed favorable to the bank. There are
shouts of "Foul!" "Foull" but the keepers
of the table produce their pistols, and the
uproar is silenced and the bank has won
ninety-five thousand dollars. Do you call
this a game of chance? There is no chance
about it.
. But these dishonesties in the carrying-on
of the game are nothing when compared
with the frauds which' are committed in
order to get money to go on with the ne
farious work. Gambling with its greedy
hand has snatched away the widow's mite
and the portion of the orphans; has sold
the daughter's virtue to get the means to
continue the game; has written the counter
feit signature, emptied the banker's money
vault and wielded the assassin's dagger.
There is no depth of meanness to which it
will not Htoup. There is no cruelty at which
it is appalled. There is no waning of God
that it will not dare. Merciless, unappeas
able, fiercer and wilder it blinds, it hard
ens, it rends, it blasts, it crushes, it damns.
It has peopled our prisons and lunatic
asylums. How many railroad agents and
cashiers and trustees of funds it has driven
to disgrace, Incarceration and suicide! Wit
ness years n'o a cashier of a railroad who
stole one hundred and three thousand dol
lars to carry on his gaming practices. Wit
ness forty thousand dollars stolen from a
Brooklyn bank within the memory of many
of you, and the one hundred and eighty
thousand dollars taken from a Wall street
insurance company for the same purpose!
These are only illustrations on a large scale
of the robberies every day committed for
the purpose of carrying ont the designs of
gamblers. Hundreds of thousands of dol
lars every year leak, out without observa
tion from the merchant's till - into the
gambling hell. A man in London keeping
one of these gambling houses boasted that
he bad ruined a nobleman a day; but if all
the saloons of this land were to speak out
they might utter a more infamous boast,
for they have destroyed a thousand noble
men a year.
IT BULNS DOMBSTIC HAPPISESS,
Notice also the effect of this crime upon
domestic happiness. . It has sent its ruth
less plowshare through hundreds of faux
ilies, until the wife sat in rags, and the
daughters were disgraced, and the sons
grew up to the same infamous practices or
took a short cut to destruction across the
murderer's . scaffold. Home has lost all
charms for the gambler. How tame aie
the children's caresses and a wife's devotion
to the gambler! - How "drearily the fire
burns on the domestic hearth I There must
be louder laughter, and something to wiu
and something to lose; an excitement to
drive the heart faster and fillip the blo-jj
and fire the imagination. No home, how
ever bright, can keep back the gamester.
The sweet call of love bounds back from
his iron soul, and all endearments are con
sumed in the flame of his passion. The
family Bible will go after all other rreas-.
ures are lost, and if his crown in heaven
were put into his hand he would cry: "Here
goes one more game, my boys! On this one
throw I stake my crown of heaven." A
young man in London, on coming of age.
received a fortune of one hundred and
twenty thousand .dollars, and,' through
gambling, in three years was thrown on
his mother for support. -An only son went
to a southern city; he was rich, intellectual
and elegant in manners. His parents gave
him on his departure from home their last
blessing. The sharpers got hold of him.
They flattered him. They lured him to the
gaming table, and let him wiu almost every
time for a good while, and patted him on
the back and said, "First rate player."
But fully in their grasp they fleeced him,
and his thirty- thousand dollars were lost.'
Last of all he put up his watch and lost
that. - Then he began to think of his home
and his old father and mother, and wrote
"My Beloved Parents You will doubt-1
less ieei a momentary joy aii i-ue raxpuuu
of this letter from the child of your bosom,
on whom you have lavished all the favors
of your declining years. But should a feel
ing of joy for a moment spring up in your
hearts when you should have received this
from me, cherish it not. I have fallen
deep never to rise. Those gray hairs that
I should have honored and protected I
shall bring down with sorrow to the grave.
I will not curse my destroyer, bnt oh! may
God avenge the wrongs and impositions
practised upon the unwary in a way that
8 hall best please him. This, my dear
parents, is the last letter you will ever re
ceive from me. I humbly pray your for
giveness. It is my dying prayer. Long
before you have received this letter from
me the cold grave will have closed upon
me forever. Life to me is insupportable.
I cannot, nay, I will not. suffer' the shame
of having ruined' you. Forget and forgive
is the dying prayer of your unfortunate
son.""
- foul! fool!
The old father came to the pas to dice, got
the letter and . fell to the floor. They
thougbt be was dead at first; but they
brushed back, the white hair from his
brow and fanned him. He had only faint
ed. I wish be had beeu dead, for what is
life worth to a father after his son is de
stroyed? When things go wrong at a gam
ing table they shout, "Foull foul)" Over
all the gaming tables of the world I cry
out: "Foul! foul! Infinitely fouL"
Shall I sketch the history of the gambler?
Lured by bad company he finds his way
into a place where honest men ought never
to go. He sits down to his first game, but
only for pastime and the desire of being
thought sociable. The players deal out i
-the cards. They unconsciously play into I
Satan's hands, who takes all the tricks and
both the players' souls for trumps he
being a sharper at any game. A slight
stake is put up just to add interest to the
play. Game after game is played. Larger
stakes and still larger. Tbey begin to
move nervously on their chairs. Their
brows lower and eyes flash, until now they
who win and they who lose, fired alike
with passion, sit with set jaws, and com
pressed lips, and clinched fists, and eyes
like fire balls that seem starting from their
sockets, to see the final turn before it
comes; if losing, pale with envy andtremu
lous with unuttered oaths cast back red
hot upon the heart or, winning, with
hysteric laugh "Ha! hal I have it! I
have it!"
A few years have passed and he is only
the wreck of a man. Seating himself at
the game ere he throws the first card, he I
stakes the last relic of ' his wife, and the
marriage ring which sealed the solemn j
vows between them. The' game is lost, I
and staggering back'' in exhaustion he
dreams. The bright hours of the past
mock his agony, and in his dreams fiends
with eyes of fire and tongue of flame circle
about him with joined hands to dance and
sing ' their orgies with " hellish chorus,
chanting "Hail! brother!" kissing his
clammy forehead until their loathsome
locks, flowing with serpents, crawl into his
bosom and sink their sharp fangs and suck
np his life's blood, and coiling around his
heart pinch it with chills and shudders un
utterable. '
BE WAKNKD IN TLMK.
Take warning! You are no stronger
than tens of thousands who have by this
practice been overthrown. No young man
in our cities can escape being tempted. Be
ware of the first beginnings! This road is
a down grade, and every instant increases
the momentum. Launch . not upon this
treacherous sea. Split hulks strew the
beach. Everlasting storms howl up and
down, tossing unwary crafts into the Hell
gate. I f peak of what I have seen with my
own eves. I have looked off into the abyss,
and I have seen the foaming, and the hiss
ing, and the whirling of the horrid deep in
which the mangled victims writhed, one
upon another, and struggled, strangled.
blasphemed and died the death stare of
eternal despair upon their countenances as
the waters gurgled over them.
To a gamblers deathbed there comes no
hope. He will probably die alone. His
former associates come not nigh his dwell
ing. When the hour comes his miserable
soul will go out of a miserable life into a
miserable eternity. As his poor remains
pass the house where he was ruined, old
companions may look out a moment and
say, "There goes the old carcass dead at
last," but tbey will not get up from the
table. Let him down now into his grave.
Plant no. tree to cast its ' shade there, for
the long, deep, eternal gloom that settles
there is shadow enough. Plant no "forget-me-nots"
or eglantines around the spot,
for flowers were not made to grow on such
a blasted heath. Visit it not in the sun
shine, for that would be mockery, but in
the dismal night, when no stars are out and
the spirits of darkness come down horsed
on the wind, then visit the grave of the
gamblerl
One ot Bill Nye's Stories.
- A company of artists, writers and pub
lishers gathered at. the Aldine clnb to
smoke and to listen' to stories. Among the
story tellers were Bill Nye, Frank R. Stock
ton. F. Hopkinson Smith, Dr. Henry Van
Dyke and John Kendrick Bangs. .
Mr. Appleton opened the evening when
the smoke had got sufficiently thick by in
troducing Bill Nye. Nye told a story of a
preacher friend of his in Indianapolis who
was named Dr. Reed. This Dr. Reed had
also been in congress. - One Sunday morn
ing be was opening the service in his
church with the customary prayer. While
he was in the midst of the praying a man
entered the church and took a seat far
back. -
Dr. Reed was praying in a low voice, and
the man in the rear, after straining his
ears for a while, called out: "Pray louder.
Dr. Reed; I can't hear you." Dr. Reed
paused, opened his eyes, turned them
around the church until they rested upon
the man in tne rear, then he said: I
not addressing you, sir; I was speaking to
God." New York Sun.
Ha Was Deceived.
An eastern phrenologist who made a
stndy of noses offered to wager $100 that
he could go out on the street and pull cer
tain makes of noses and not even be blast
ed In return. The first one he tried, how
ever, brought a blow which hi id "him un
conscious and lost him four good teeth.
His diagnosis) was off, Detroit Tree Press.
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