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EASTERN CLACKAMAS NEWS, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 24, 1!>27
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MARY ROBERTS RINEHART
and AVERY HOPWOOO
•T he b a t * COPYRIGHT. 1930 by MART ROBERTS
______ RINEHART and AVERY HOPWOOO
STORY FROM T H E START
D e fy in g all efforts to c a p tu re
Mm, a f t e r a lo n g serie s of m u r ­
ders
and robberies, a super-
c r o o k k n o w n to t h e police only
as "The B a t” has b rought about
a v e rita b le reig n of te rro r.
At
h i s w i t s ’ e n d , a n d a t t h e m a n ’s
o w n r e q u e s t , t h e c h i e f of police
a s s ig n s his b e s t o p e r a tiv e , A n ­
d erson, to g e t on th e tra il of the
Bat.
W i t h h e r niece. D a le O g ­
d e n , M i s s C o r n e l i a V a n G o r d e r Is
l i v i n g In t h e c o u n t r y h o m e o f
the la te C o u rtleig h Flem ing, who
un til his re c e n t d e a th h ad been
p r e s id e n t o f th e U nion b an k ,
w r e c k e d b e c a u s e o f t h e t h e f t of
a la rg e sum of currency.
M is s
Van
G order
receives
a
note
w a r n i n g h e r to v a c a te th e place
a t o nce on p ain of d ea th .
D ale
r e t u r n s fro m th e city, w h ere she
h ad been to h ire a g a rd e n e r.
C H A PT E R III— Continued
It wns too much. Miss Cornelia
found vent for her feelings In crisp
exasperation.
•'W hat’s the m atter with you any­
how, Lizzie Allen?’*
The nervousness In her own tones
Infected Lizzie’s. She shivered, frankly.
*‘Oh, Miss Nelly—Miss Nelly!” she
pleaded. "I don’t like It! I want to
go hack to the city !*•
Miss Cornelia braced herself. “I
have rented this house for four
m onths and I am going to stay,” she
eald, firmly. H er eyes sought Lizzie’s,
striving to pour some of her own In­
flexible courage Into the latter’s
quaking form. But Lizzie would not
look at her. Suddenly she started
and gave n low scream.
“T here’s somebody on the terrace!”
she breathed In a ghastly whisper,
clutching tit Miss Cornelia’s arm.
F or a second Miss Cornelia sat
frozen. Then, “Don’t do tiin t!” she
said sharply. “ W hat nonsense!” but
site looked over her shoulder as she
said It, and Lizzie saw the look. Both
waited, In pulsing stillness—one sec­
ond—two.
“I guess It was tlie wind,” said
Idzzle, a t last, relieved, her grip on
Miss Cornelia relaxing. She began to
look n trifle ashamed of herself and
Miss Cornelia seized the opportunity.
“ You were horn on a brick pave­
m ent,” she said crushingly. “You get
nervous out here at night whenever n
cricket begins to sing—or scrape his
legs—or w hatever it Is they d o !”
Lizzie bowed before the blast of
tier m istress’ scorn and began to
move gingerly toward the alcove
door. But obviously she was not en-
tfrt dy convinced.
“Oh. It’s more thnn that, Miss
Kelly," she mumbled, “I—”
H iss Cornelia turned to her fierce­
ly. If Lizzie wns going to behave
like tills, they might ns well h a re It
out now between them—before Dale
cam e home.
“ What did you really see, last
night?" she snld In a m inatory voice.
The Instant relief on I.lzzle's face
svas ludicrous she so obviously pre­
ferred discussing any subject nt nay
length to braving the dangers of the
o th er part of the house unaccom­
panied.
“ I was standing right there a t the
top of th at there staircase,” she be­
gan, gesticulating tow ard the alcove
stairs. In the m anner of one who em­
b ark s upon the narration of nil epic.
•'Standing there with your switch In
my hand. Miss Nelly—and then I
looked down and." her voice dropped.
“ I saw a gleam ing eye I It locked nt
m e and winked I I tell you this house
la haunted I"
"A flirtatious ghost?" queried Miss
Cornelia skeptically.
She snorted.
“ Humph I Why didn’t you yell?"
“1 wns too scared to v e il! And I'm
not the only one." She started to
back away from the alcove—her eyes
still fixed upon Its haunted stairs.
“ Why do yon think the servants left
*n suddenly this morning?" she went
on “Po you really believe the house-
lb iId had nppend.veltls? Or the cook's
siste r had twins?"
She turned and gestured nt her mis­
tre ss with a long, pointed forefinger,
tie r voice had a note of doom.
"1 bet a c e rt the cook never had
nn.v sister—and the sister never had
nny twins," she said. Impressively.
“ No. Miss Nelly, they eouhln t put It
over on me like th a t! They were
•eared away. They saw —It!"
She concluded her epic and stood
bodding her head an Irish Cassan­
d ra «ho had prophesied the evil to
i ome.
-F iddlesticks:" snld MU* Cornelia,
briskly—more shaken by the recital
than she would have adm itted. 8 le
tried to think of another topic o f e n-
versminfi. “W hat tim e Is It?" she
asked
Lizzie g la r .iv d nt the rinntel Clock.
“H alf past ten. Miss Nolly."
Ml«s Cornelia yawned, a little dta-
Wally. $!«o felt us If the last two
W N U. SE RV IC E
hours had not been hours but years.
"Miss Dule won't he home for half
an hour,” she said reflectively. “And
If I hnve to spend another th irty min­
utes listening to I.lzzle shiver." she
thought, “P a le will find me a nervous
wreck when she does come home."
She rolled up her knitting and put It
hack in her sowing bag—It was no
use going on, doing work th a t would
hnve to he ripped out nguln—and yet
she must do som ething to occupy her
thoughts. She raised her head nnd-
discovered I.lzzle returning toward
the nleove stairs, with the stealthy
trend of a panther. The sight exas­
perated her.
“Now, Lizzie Allen I* * she snld
sharply, “you forget all th a t super­
stitious nonsense and stop looking
for g h o sts! T here's nothing In that
sort of thing."
She sm iled—she
would punish Lizzie for her obdurate
tlmorousne**. “ W here's th u t ouljn-
honrd?" she questioned, rising, with
determ ination lit her eye.
Lizzie shuddered violently.
“It’s
up there—with a prayer book on It
to keep It quiet I” she gronnecl. Jerk
Ing her thum b In the direction of the
fa rth e r bookcase.
"Bring It h e re!” said Miss £or-
nella. Im placably; then us I.lzzle still
hesitated, “ Lizzie I"
Shivering, every movement of her
body n conscious protest, Lizzie slow­
ly went over to the bookcase, lifted
the prayer book, and took down the
oulja-board. Even then, she would
not carry It norm ally, but bore it over
to Miss Cornelia nt arm s’-length, ns
if nny closer contact would blast her
with lightning, her face a comic mask
of loathing nnd repulsion.
She placed the lettered board In
Miss Cornelia’s lap with a sigh of re ­
lief. “You can do It yourself! I'll
hnve none of It I” she said tlriuly.
“It takes two people and you know
It, I.lzzle A llen !" Miss Cornelia’s
voice was ste rn —but It wns also
amused.
Lizzie groaned, hut she knew her
m istress.
She obeyed. “ I’ve been
Forking for you for tw enty years,"
she m uttered. “I’ve been your goat
for twenty years and I’ve got a right
to speak my m ind—”
Miss Cornelia cut her off. “You
haven’t got u mind. Sit down,” she
commanded.
Lizzie sa t—her hands a t her sides.
W ith n sigh of tried patience, Miss
Cornelia put her unwilling fingers on
the little moving-table th a t Is used to
point to the letters on the honrd itself.
Then she placed her own hands on It,
too, the tips of the Ungers Just touch­
ing Lizzie’s.
“Now make your mind a blank 1”
she commanded her factotum.
“You Just said I haven't got any
mind,” complained the latter.
“Well," said Miss Cornelia magnifi­
cently, “make w hat you haven't got a
blank.”
The repartee silenced Lizzie for the
moment—hut only for the moment. As
soon ns Miss Cornelia had settled her­
self comfortably nnd tried to make Iter
mind a suitable receiving station for
nuljn-messages, Lizzie began to mum­
ble the sorrow s of her heart.
“I've stood hy you through thick
and thin," she mourned In a low voice.
"I stood hy you when you were a tlie-
osophlst—and I seen you through so­
cialism, fletcherlsm and rheum atism —
hut when It conies to carrying on with
ghosts—"
“ lie still!" ordered Miss Cornelia
"N othing will come If you keep chat­
terin g !”
"T h at’s why I'm c h atterin g !" snld
Lizzie, driven to the wall. "My teeth
are, too," she added. "I can linrdly
keep my upper set in,” and a desolate
clicking of artificial m olars attested
the truth of the remark. Then, to
Miss Cornelia's relief, she was silent
for nearly two m inutes, only to sta rt
so violently at the end of the time
th a t she nearly upset the oulja-board
on her m istress’ toes.
‘T v e got a queer feeling In my fin
gers—nil the way up my arm s,” she
whispered In awed accents, wriggling
the arm s she spoke of violently.
"H ush!" said Miss Cornelia Indig­
nantly. Lizzie alw ays exaggerated, of
course—yet now her own fingers felt
prickly—uncanny. T here was a little
pnuse while both sa t tense, staring at
the board.
"Now. Ouljn," said Miss Cornelia,
defiantly. "Is I.lzzle Allen right nhout
this house—or is it all stulT nnd non­
sense?"
For one second—two—the ouljn re­
mained anchored to Its resting place
In the center of the board. T hen—
"My (inw dl It's m oving!" said Liz
zle In tones of pure horror, as the
little pointer began to w ander among
the letter«.
-Yon shoved It J"
"I did n o t—cross my heart. Miss
Nelly—I—" Lizzie's eyes were round,
her fingers glued rigidly nnd aw kw ard­
ly to the ouija. As the movements of
the pointer grew more rapid hdpm outh
dropped open—wider nnd wider—pre­
pared for an car-| «fer.-lng seregtn.
"K. . p qutot!** s*| l M i-s ikU'tiidln,
tensely*, Thera wn* a pause
a few
swcond* while 0*“ pointer <Jart»if fro *
one letter to another, wildly.
"H M-C-X-l’-lt S-k-Z—"
m urmured
Miss Cornelia, trying to follow the
spelled letters.
" It's
R u ssian !" gasped
I.lzzle,
breathlessly, anil Miss Cornelia nearly
disgraced herself In the eyes of nnv
spirits th at m ight be present by Inap­
propriate laughter. Thg oulju contin­
ued to move—more letters—what was
It spelling?—It couldn't be—good
heavens—
“B—A—T —B n t!” said Miss Cor
nella with n tiny catch In her voice
The pointer stopped moving. She
took her hands from the honrd.
^T hat’s queer,” she said with a
forced Intigh. She glanced nt Lizzie
to see how Lizzie was taking It. Hut
the la tte r seemed too relieved to have
her hands off the oulja-bonrd to make
the m ental connection th a t her mis­
tress had feared.
All she said was, “B ats Indeed!
T hat shows It's spirits—there's been
a but flying around this house all
evening."
She got up from her chair tentative­
ly, obviously hoping th a t the seance
was over.
"Oh, Miss Nelly," she hurst out.
"Please let me s'ecp In your room
tonight!
It’s only when my Jaw
drops th a t I snore—I can tie It up
with a handkerchief!"
“I wish you’d tie It up with a
handkerchief now," snld her m is­
tress, absent-mindedly, still pondering
the message th a t the pointer had
spelled. "B—A—T—B a t !" she m ur­
mured. T hought-transference—w arn­
ing—accident? W hatever It was, It
was—nerve-shaking.
She put the
oulja-board aside—accident or not,
she was done with It for the evening.
But she could not so easily dispose
of the Bat. Sending a protesting
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"That’s Queer,” She Said,
Forced Laugh.
With
a
Lizzie off for her reading glasses,
Miss Cornelia got the evening paper
and settled down to w hat by now had
become her obsession. She had not
far to search, for a long black stream ­
e r ran across the front page—“Bat
Baffles Police Again."
She skimmed through the nrtlcle
with eerie fascination, reading hits of
it aloud for Lizzie’s benefit.
“ ’Unique crim inal—long baffled the
police— record of his crimes shows
him to be endowed with an almost
diabolical Ingenuity—so fa r there Is
no clew to his Identity—’ " "P leasant
reading for an old woman who’s Just
received a threatening letter," she
thought Ironically—nh, here was some­
thing new, a black-bordered “box" on
the front page—a statem ent hy the
paper.
She read It aloud. “We must cease
combing the crim inal world for the
Bat nnd look higher. lie inny he a
m erchant—a law yer—a doctor—hon­
ored in his community hy day nnd at
night a bloodthirsty assassin—” The
print blurred before her eyes—she
could read no more for the moment.
She thought of the revolver In the
draw er of the tnble close nt hand and
felt glad th at It was there, loaded.
“I’m going to take the butcher knife
to bed with m e!” Lizzie was saying.
Miss Cornelia touched the oulja-
board. "T hat thing certainly spelled
Bat.” she mused. “I wish I were a
man. I’d like to see nny lawyer, doc­
to r or m erchant of my acquaintance
leading a double life w ithout my sus­
pecting It.”
"Every man leads a double life, nnd
some more than that," I.lzzle observed.
"I guess It rests them, like It does me
to take off my corsets."
Miss Cornelia opened her mouth to
rebuke her, but Just nt th a t moment
there was a clink of Ice from the
hall, and Billy, the Japanese, entered
carrying a tray with a pitcher of w ater
and some glasses on IL Miss Cor­
nelia watched Ills Impassive progress,
wondering If the Oriental races ever
felt terro r—she could not Imagine all
I.lzzle's banshees nnd kelpies produc­
ing a single shiver from Billy.
“Bill}-, w hat's nil this nhout the
cook's sister not having twins?" she
said In an offhand voice—she had not
really discussed the departure of the
other servants with Billy before. "P ld
you happen to know th at this Inter
estlng even! was anticipated?"
Billy drew his breath with a polite
little hiss. "Maybe she have twins,"
he adm itted. "It happen sometime.
Mostly not expected."
"Do you think there wns any other
reason for her leaving?"
“Mnvhe," «aid IMJIy blandly. He
seemed quite unperttirbed.
••Well, w hat wras the reason?"
"All sam e the same thing—house
hauqted.u Billy's reply was prompt
as ft «-ns calm.
Miss Cornelia gave a slight laugh.
“You know better than thut, though,
don’t you?"
Billy's orlentul placidity remained
unruffled. lie neither udm ltted nor
denied. H e shrugged his shoulders.
•'Funny house," he said laconically.
"Find window open—nobody there.
Poor slam —nobody th ere !"
On the heels of Ills w ords came a
-.Ingle, startlin g hang from the kitchen
quarters—the hang of u slummed door!
Miss Cornelia dropped her news­
paper.
I.lzzle, frankly frightened,
gage a little squeal nnd moved closer
to her m istress. Only Billy remained
linpnsslve—hut even he looked sharply
In the direction whence the sound had
come.
Miss Cornelia was the first of the
others to recover her poise.
"Stop th a t! It wns the w ind!” she
snld. a little Irritably—the "Step
that P addressed to Lizzie, who
seemed on the point of squealing
again.
“I think not wind,“ snld Billy. His
very lack of perturbation added weight
to the statem ent. It m ade Miss Cor­
nelia uneasy. She took out her knit­
ting again.
“IIow long have you lived In this
house, Billy?”
“Since Mr. Fleming built."
“H ’m."
Miss Cornelia pondered.
“And this Is the first tim e you have
been disturbed?”
“Last two days only." Billy would
hnve made an Ideal w itness In a court
room—he restricted him self so pre­
cisely to answ ering w hat wns asked
of him In ns few words ns possible.
Miss Cornelia ripped out a row In
her knitting. She took a long breath.
“ W hat nhout th at face I.lzzle said
you saw Inst night nt the window?”
she nsked. In a steady voice.
Billy grinned, as If slightly em bar­
rassed.
“Ju st face—th a t's nil."
“A—m an's face?”
He shrugged again.
“P on’t know—maybe. It there I It
gone!"
Miss Cornelia did not w ant to be­
lieve him—but she did. “P ld you go
out nfter It?" she persisted.
Billy’s yellow grin grew w ider “No,
thanks," he said cheerfully, with Ideal
succinctness.
“Well, now th a t you’r e cheered ns
up,” began Miss Cornelia undauntedly,
hut n long, ominous roll of thunder
th a t rattled the panes In the French
windows drowned out the end of her
sentence. N evertheless she welcomed
the thunder ns n diversion. At least
Its menace w as a physical one—to be
gunrded against by physical means.
She rose nnd went over to the
French windows. T h at flimsy b o lt!
She pnrted the curtains nnd looked
out—a flicker of lightning stabbed the
night—the storm m ust be alm ost upon
them.
"Bring some candles, Billy,” she
snld. “The lights may be going out
nny moment—and Billy," ns he started
to leave, “ there’s a gentlem an arriv­
ing on the last train. A fter he conies
you may go to bed. I'll w ait up for
Miss P ale—oh, nnd Billy,” arresting
him nt the door, “see th a t all the
o u ter doors on this floor are locked
and bring the keys here.”
Billy nodded and departed. Miss
Cornelia took a long brenth. Now
th a t the moment for w aiting had
passed—the moment for action come
—she felt suddenly Indomitable, pre­
pared to face a dozen B ats!
H er feelings were not shared hy her
maid. "I know w hat nil this moans,”
moaned Lizzie. “I tell you there’s
going to be a death, su re !”
“T here certainly will be If you don’t
keep quiet," said her m istress acridly.
“Lock the billiard room windows and
go to bed.”
B ut this wns the last straw for
Lizzie. A picture of two long, dark
(lights of stairs up which she had to
pass to reach her bedcham ber rose
before her—and she spoke her mind.
"I am not going to bed 1" she said
wildly. “I’m going to pack up tomor-
•ow and leave this house." T h at such
a th reat would never be carried out
while she lived made little difference
to her—she was beyond the need of
T ru th 's consolations. "I asked you
on my bended knees not to take this
place two miles from a railroad," she
went on heatedly. “F or m ercy’s sake.
Miss Nelly, let's go back to the city
ftefore it's too la te !”
Miss Cornelia was Inflexible.
‘‘I'm not going. You can make up
your mind to (Jiut I'm going to ffni
opt whim's wrong with this pl|ioe If
it- tak. » uU summer. T c a tn e 'b u t *t/>
the'country’ fok a rest and I'm going
to get It."
"You’ll get your heavenly r e s t !”
mourned I.lzzle, giving It wo. She
looked pitifully tit her m istress’ face
for a sign th a t the latter might b*
weakening—but no su«h sign came.
Instead. Miss Cornelia seemed to grow
more determined.
“Besides," she said, suddenly decid
Ing to share the secret she had hugged
to herself all day, ”1 might ns well
tell you, Lizzie. I'm having a detec­
tive sent down tonight from police
headquarters, In the city. I dare say
he will be stupid enough. Most of
them ure. But nt least we cun Imre
one proper night's sleep.”
“Not I. I tru st no man," said Lizzie.
But Miss Cornelia had picked up the
paper again.
" ‘The B at's last crime wns n p a r­
ticularly atrocious one,' ” she rend.
“ T h e body o f the m urdered man
But Lizzie could bear no more.
“Why don't you read the funny page
once in a while?" she walled, and hur­
ried to close the windows In the bil­
liard room. The door lending Into the
billiard room shut behind her.
Miss Cornelia rem ained reading for
a moment. T hen—wns that a sound
from the alcove? She dropped the
paper, went Into the alcove nnd stood
for n moment nt the foot of the stairs,
listening. No—It must hnve been
im agination. But, while she was here;
she might ns well put on the spring-
lock th a t bolted the door from the
alcove to the terrace. She did so,
returned to the living room nnd
sw itched off the lights for n moment
to look out nt the coming storm . It
wns closer now—the lightning flashes
more continuous. She turned on the
lights again as Billy re-entered with
three candles nnd n box of mntehes.
He pat them down on a slde-tnhle.
“New gardener come," he said brief­
ly, to Miss Cornelia's back.
Miss Cornelia turned. “Nice hour
for him to get here. W hat's his
name?"
"Say his name Ilrook." snld Billy.
Miss Cornelia thought. “Ask him to
come In," she said. “And Billy—
w here life the keys?”
Billy silently took two keys from
his pocket nnd laid them nn the table.
Then he pointed to the terrace door
which Miss Cornelia hnd Just .hnlted.
“Door up there—spring lock,” he
snld.
“Yes,” she nodded. “And the new
holt you put on today mnkes It fairly
secure.
One thing Is fairly sure,
Billy. If anyone tries to get In to­
night, he will hnve to break a window
and mnke a certain amount of noise.”
But he only smiled his curious enig­
m atic smile nnd went out. And no
sooner hnd Miss Cornelia seated her­
self when the door of the billiard
room slammed open suddenly—and
Lizzie hurst Into the room ns If she
hnd been shot from a gun—her hair
wild—her face stricken with fear.
"I heard somphody yell out In the
grounds—a n a y down by the gate!"
she Informed her m istress In a loud
stage whisper which hnd a curious
note of pride In It, ns If she were not
too displeased a t seeing her doleful
predictions so sw iftly coming to pass.
Miss Cornelia took her by the shonl-
der—half-startled, half-dubious.
“ W hat did they yell?”
"Ju st yelled a y e ll!”
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to te st them ! Besides, th e book oi
care and feeding of babies th a t come:
with F letcher’s C astorla Is w orth It
weight In gold.
"I heard th e m !"
But she cried ".Wolf!" too often.
“Y’ou take a liver-pill,” said her mis­
tress disgustedly, “nnd go to bed.”
I.lzzle wns about to protest both
the verdict on her story and the Judg­
ment on herself, when the door In the
hall was opened by Billy to adm it the
new gardener. A handsome young fel­
low, In his late tw enties perhaps, and
neatly If shabbily dressed, he came
two steps Into the room # and then
stood there respectfully with his cap
In his hand, waiting for Miss Cornelia
to speak to him.
A fter a sw ift glance of observation
th a t gave her food for thought, she
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did so.
"You are Brooks, th# new gar­
dener?” ,
T he young man Inclined his head.
Miss Cornelia regarded him anew.
“His hnnds look soft—for a garden­
er's," she thought. "And his m anners
seem much too good for one—Still_”
“Come In," she said briskly. The
Ambition Is like love, im patient
young man advanced another two
steps. “You’re the man my niece en­ both of delays and rivals.—Denham.
gaged In the city this afternoon?"
“Yes, m adam." He seemed a little H eadaches fro m S lig h t Cola
uneasy under her searching scrutiny. L a x a t i v e B R O M O Q U I N I N E T a b l e t s r
ll e v e t h e H e a d a c h e b y cwriTiif t h e C ol
She dropped her eyes.
Children Cry for
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the b o x . 30c.— A d v .
T here’s no success w ithout faith.
M other Ant* E m ploy Babies as N eedles
“A baby th a t you sew with, a baby
th a t's needle nnd thread—child labor
with a vengeance, eh?”
The naturalist closed a book by a
brother-naturalist, Glemvood Clark.
"Gleuwood C lark, tells all about It
here," he said. “The baby I refer to
Is an ant, not a hum an being. In the
chrysalis or baby form this ant se­
cretes a silk, and with th at silk Its
m other sews the leaves together to
make the ant nest, using the baby It­
self as a needle, mind you.
"The ant nest Is built on a twig
ra th e r high up In a tree. The leaves
th a t form It a re held together by
one group of ants, while another group
—mothers arm ed with their babies—
does the sewing.
"They hold their babies In their
claws. They press the tiny heads
against a place where two leaf-edges
Join. The heads deposit on the leaves
their cobwebby silk, and then they
are moved across the leaf joint, needle
fashion, back and forth, and as they
move they m ake a thread.
"In this manner, thanks to the
needle-and-thread babies, the ants'
nest Is soon ready.”
T he Sm allest W orld
From time to tim e the earth ap
proaches a very little world, one that
m ight be walked around in two or
three days, for It Is only 85 mites
round. This Is Eros, the tiny planet
whose existence was unknown until
1898, when the astronom er W itt of
Berlin discovered it by means of
photography.
At intervals of nearly two years
our world and this Lilliputian on*
approaches one another, coming near­
er and nearer each time, and last year
Eros was nearer to us than It hai*
been for 20 years.
Be happy and be so by piety.—Mu
dame De Staël.
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men grade you low and custom­
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