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The Trail of the Dead:
THE STRANGE EXPERIENCE
OF DR. ROBERT MARUND
By B. FLETCHER ROBINSON
(Csovrliht. ID03. by
CIIAPTCK VI. (Continued.)
It snowed that night, anil to ume ef
fect, ax the morning light showed inc.
The broad, slovenly street beneath my
windows wa thickly coated; and though
the fall hail ceased, a dull sky, streaked
a with muddy whitewash, threatened a
further downfall. It wm bitterly cold
and I (lung on my clothe In a rile teui
Jicr. Graden was militating before the
Hots when I entered our breakfast-room,
.with the strange book he had showu me
during the Journey In his hand.
"You look pale a a ghost. Are you
qutte fit?" he asked kindly.
"Oh. yea; though my night wai not
"What do you mean?'
I told him briefly of my unknown tIs
Itor. He seemed greaty Interested, que
turning mo minutely on Tarloua point.
"Your theory may be correct," he con
cluded. "Some guet may hare mistaken
Ma chamber, nnd hurried orf on discov
ering his mistake. Yet, If ho had a light
with him, how came he to make such an
obvious error; whereas. If It waa the
striking of n match that roused you.
what was the man doing wandering In
To tell the truth, when I first woke, I
Jmiglned It was Marnae himself."
"I hare considered that point. I do
- . .. ,.. ,. n t i .. i...
noi nuns 11 cuuiu uic un-u
"Before you were down this morning
I had a talk with our landlord. The
guests at hl house are of two classes
commercial traveler and those having
business at the dye-works. They do not
flay long usually a week at most. Of
the nine which he now has, none has ex
ceeded that limit. Ho knowa them all
personally six commercials, two dye
works men, and a rich Englishman, one
Ceorge Wakefield, who has been staying
with some magnate iu the neighborhood.
3tut here la Herr Iteskl himself."
"Gentlemeu." said the landlord, bow
ing low, "your sleigh Is at the door."
"How far It It, then, to Castle Oster7"
I asked him.
"Close on twenty miles; and with this
fresh snow it will be heavy going."
Ten minutes later we slid on our silent
runners, to the tinkle of the Mis, out
through the squalid, sprawling town, out
through the wooden hovels of the sub
urbs out past the dye-works, with their
tall, melancholy chimneys, out Into the
suow-clad levels beyond, and there from
out of the east there sprang upon us a
great arid bitter wind, chilled by Its long
journey over the toundles steppes of
frozen Itussla. Here and there, across
the plains, a whiff of powdry snmv, like
the smoke of heavy guns, would leap
up before the fiercer blasts, only to burst
and fall as they lulled once more. To the
fiouth and east the pine woods ranged
their formal ranks, black against the
dazzling carpet at their feet. It was a
scene of utter desolatlou.
We drove in sileuce. Graden aat In a
huddled mass, his chin burled in the
great woolen comforter he wore, staring
out over the plain with fixed, Introspect
ive eyes. For myself, I sat amongst
the rugs beside hint In vague speculation.
What could be this danger that threat
ened the scientist from St. Petersburg In
lils home at Castle Oster? After all,
wight not our whole Journey be a folly
born of Gra ilea's Imaginings, a. blind
guess that had dragged us half across
Europe? I shivered, and shivering, mut
tered anathemas on the climate.
We entered the forest. On trety hand
Mood the pines, stretching away in long,
melancholy avenues floored with drifted
enow. The laden branches bowed before
us, now and again, at the whirl of a pass
ing gust, flinging their burdens from
them. Once a willow grouse, white as
the anow beneath ft, swept on steady
wing through tint trees. Once from the
far, far distance, borno upon the eastern
breeze, there came a cry, a weird, hope
less echo In the air, that set tho horses
snorting. I knew what It must be a
wolf who felt the first pangs of the win
ter's hunger gathering round him. Hut
there was no sign of man nor marks of
sleigh tracks on the newly fallen snow.
We did not travel fast, though our
driver did bia best. The snow had not
hardened and settled Into that enchant
ing surface on which the runners speed
HO swiftly. Midday waa past before we
saw, through a sudden gap In the forest,
a rising mound crowned with a low, grey
building. "Costle Oster!' cried our driv
er, turning In bis seat to claim our at
tention. In ten minutes more wo had
halted at a gate set In a high stone wall.
Before we were clear of the rugs the
driver had slipped from his perch and
tugged nt a rusty Iron bell-pull. We
(waited without an answer. Agalu he
rang; but Graden did not wait the result.
The door waa not bolted; It opened to
lib) vigorous arm, and we followed him
Into the broad courtyard of the castle.
Before us sprawled tho main building
Hanked by little towers, like the pepper
box turrets of an old Scotch mansion.
The windows wero shuttered; the chim
neys were smokeless save for oue above
the coutral porch, from which, a dark
plume rose and trailed away to the west
wardthe solitary sign of habitation. To
our right nnd left were ranged outbuild
Ings, stables, cooch-houses, and the like;
but nil In n condition of ruinous decay.
Patches fallen from the roofs laid bare
the rfters; from -the broken gutters
and J. MALCOLM FRASER
Joseph B. Bowles)
trailed long pendants of Ice. Against
the old doors the snow had piled Itself Iu
heavy drifts. No sound broke the brood
ing stillness. It waa a picture distress
"lias Professor Meehersky, then, no
servants?" asked Graden of our driver.
I noticed that he hushed his vole In
speaking; he, too, felt the uncanny In
fluence of the place.
"Two, rueln Herr a man and a
woman. I cannot think where they can
"I had understood he was a man of
means. Why does he allow this dlsre
pairi" "I do not think the professor cares.
He shuts himself up with his experiments
when he Is here which Is not ofteu
now. His rooms look to the south on
the other side. For the rest, the house
Is not furnished."
"Well. I suppose theje Is a servant
who will Heavens! what Is that?"
Prom somewhere within the house
there came a shriek, a cry of supreme
terror. Again and yet again It was re
peated lefore It shrank away Into si
lence. Graden ran across the court to
the main door, and I was hard upon his
heels. He pulled the bell and hammered
fiercely upon the heavy oak panels; but
no oue answered.
"1 don't believe the thing Is hotted,"
said he. "Keep tho handle turned, and
let me try what I can do."
He stepped back a dozen paces, and
then came running at the door like a
bull. The giant caught It squarely with
the point of his shoulder; there was a
sharp crack; the next Instant we were
both sprawling on the floor within.
We found ourselves In a great and
dusty hall. Indifferently lighted. Against
the wall on my right I could dimly dis
cern the figure of a woman crouched on
the floor, sobbing bitterly, her face burled
in her hands. She did not move, despite
our violent entrance. At the foot of the
main staircase an old man was bending
over something that lay motionless. He
looked up at us with n white, pitiful
"He Is dead tho master Is dead!" he
Graden strode up to him, nnd I fol
lowed at his heels.
Professor Peter Meehersky for such
I knew it must be l.iy huddled under an
old grey cloak that spread wlng-wlse
from his neck, a blot iion the polished
oak of the floor, From his face, thin
though It was and waMed with disease,
he must have been a middle-aged man
who had preserved a singular beauty. He
bad died as a child might fall asleep.
Yet the horror that he had escaped he
had left to the living; for his attitude
was abnormal, Impossible, and ghastly
It was not right that a body should
resemble an egg that Is broken.
My cousin swept aside the cloak for
a moment, and replaced it reverently,
though with a hand that trembled.
"He has not a sound bone Iu his body,"
be muttered, and then, turning to the old
servant, "How did this happen?" said
"He had been III for some weeks, meln
Herr, and we begged him not to leave bis
room. But to-day he declared himself
better. He Insisted that be should de
scend to the library. Half way down
tho stairs he tripped and fell. I ran
to bis side and found him, as you see
him, crouched like like "
"I.Ike a toad?"
"Yes, meln Herr. like a toad."
The man broke Into hysterical weep
ing. "The Englishman, Herr Wakefield, was
most anxious about my master's health,"
he stammered out. 'The Herr professor
became Indisposed some tell days after
his arrival; since then he has been most
kuYl, moat considerate, sitting by the
master's bed for hours. He would allow
no other doctor to visit the master. He
Is a kind, good man, this doctor, the
"80 I believe. How came he to know
"I am not sure; but I think he brought
a letter of Introduction from a Professor
Maniac, of Heidelberg, a gentleman of
whom my master disapproved, yet ad
mired for bis learning."
"And this Englishman, did he prescribe
for your master??"
"Of course. They loved each other,
and sat late Into the night In their dis
cussions, Wheu my poor master was
taken ill, Herr Wakefield took complete
charge of him. Ach! If be did but know
what had happened!"
Then he Is not here?"
"No; he drove to Lcmsdorf yesterday
afternoon. He bad to return to bis own
country, Ach! If he did but know!"
It was plain enough Maniac, tho lin
guist, was Wakefield, the Englishman.
It was he, new from this thing that he
bad done, who had come creeping to
my room In the night, being auspicious of
the strangers from the south, It was
be that had brought about this mysteri
ous horror. I turned from the poor
monstrosity upou the floor and leaned,
shuddering, against the wall. As I did
so, Grades strode past me to the open
"Driver, can your horses take us
back?" I heard him say.
"Not without rest nnd feed, meln
Herr. The snow Is very, bad, and they
"Would a hundred marks to the driver
! "It Is Impossibles They could not
reach half way. Wait, meln Herr, and
It may bo done."
My cousin came up to mo nnd laid till
1 great hand upon my shoulder.
"I'm afraid It's tint truth," he said.
And (hcu turning to the dead man's serv
' ant, "Your master hud he horses?" lit
"Threo, meln Herr, but they hnvt
" not yet returned from Lemsdorf, wltert
they went this morning with the bl
sleigh for provision.'
With a sharp order Graden sent out
driver hurrying to tho stable. Then,
I with his arm linked In mine, we fob
lowed tho old servant Into a low-roofed
dlulug-hall. As I dropped upou an oak
settle before the great china stove, h
thrust his flask Into my hands and, with
a word of encouragement, slipped away,
1 knew that he was examining tho body,
but, doctor though I was, the spirit ul
Investigation had gone out of me. I
could 110 more have assisted him Chan a
medical student can watch, unmoved, tils
In about twenty minutes he returned,
bearing a tray upon which was set bread
and cheese, flanking a great bam. 1
turned from the food with disgust; but
my cousin fell to diligently, complaining
the while at my fully in not eating wheu
I had the chance.
"You must pull yourself to together,"
he protested, with his mouth full. "Try
this ham now. It isn't half bad."
More to humor him than with any In
tention of following hi advice, I drew
my seat to the table.
"Come, now; that's U'tter," he cried,
carving away, 'To tell the truth, I
haven't tho slightest Idea what that
villain Maniac ha been up to. But what
I do know Is that we've got to catch him
dead or alive. Therefore I recommend
you to stoke up your body with this ex
"What the matter now?" I asked Ir
ritably; for, I1nle.1l, his hearty appetite,
Pur answer he rose and pealed the
bell. The old manservant, with the
brandy flushing his white cheeks, tot
tered into the room.
"I am sorry to trouble you," said Gra
den courteously, "but we both set such
store by your hams that we wish to know
where they can bo obtained. Do you cure
"No, meln Herr, but It Is done near
by," answered the man, with a look of
"Indeed. The I.emsdorf ham Is a dis
covery; It should make a stir. I wonder
I bad not heard of Its merits before."
"You ee, meiu Herr, the big curing
station ha not long been established."
"A new enterprise?"
"Yes, meln Herr, It belongs to Herr
Drobin, a South German. Two year
ago be took the big farm at Gran, which
you passed on your way here. It Is this
side of the dye-works. He has many
pig ill the forest. His hams arc becom
ing fa minis from Warsaw to Konlgsberg.
It Is said be has some secret In the feed
ing or curing no one knows which."
'Thank you that Is all."
The door was scarcely shut when I
turned hotly upon Graden. "How dare
you sit here In this homo of murder and
talk of the excellence of tho food?" I
cried furiously. "It Is shameful. Inde
cent!" "Yet wc will visit the farm of Gran
on our way back. I have some lit 1 1
Inquiries to make."
"We shall do nothing of the sort," I
"If you were a soldier or an explorer,
Cousin Itobert," he said, leaning across
and tapping mo kindly on the arm, "you
would know that In any expedition one
alone can be responsible. The rest obey,
whether they be few or many. As It Is, I
beg you to recognize that fact and to
He waa right, and I knew It. But to
save appearance I walked to the win
dow and stood drumming upon It with my
fingers for a while before I answered him.
"Well, do a you please," I said at
"I think the sleigh may be ready by
now," he said. "Come, let us go out
There I no need to dwell on this mis.
erable drive. The tired horses dragged
slowly forward, the driver, sullen and
frightened, urging them on with blows
and curse. Mile after mile of pine woods
marched past us, but we did not speak,
crouching In the furs. At last, as night
was falling, wo reached the edge of the
forest and swung aside from the main
road Into a track that skirted tho edge
of the pine. The ground sank nwny Into
a hollow like the palm of tho baud. At
the lowest point I could .e a square,
wooden building flanked by row of out
building. It was, as I Imagined, tit
farm of Gran. But before wo reached It,
our driver suddenly drew up his horses.
A. man was advancing toward us
through tho trees. Our driver turned,
and with a wave of the whip explained
"It is Herr Droblu," said ho.
(To be continued.)
(ilnle HI Tlmt.
"It Is very seldom that they dorvo
actors with II vo different kinds of veg
ctahlcH," wlilsjiorod tho short coinedluu
in tho quick-lunch room.
"Oh, I don't know," sighed tho Innky
trugedlun. "Ono tlmo I was served
with tweuty-llvo different kinds of
"You don't say? In what hotel?"
"No hotel. Tho uudlouco supplied
, Tbelr fJrrnt He lie me.
"Havo you nnd your wlfo quar
reled?" "No; why?"
"I notice tlint when you tako n trip
you always go on different trains."
"That's for tho children's sako. If
either ono of tho trains should bo
wrecked, the kids would havo at loast
one parent left," Cleveland Loader.
Purls to the American tourist Is of
ten 11 dhnp'Hiliituicnt 011 the first view.
Llttlo iicculnmcd convenience nre
missing. .Miiuiu'nt of living which our
forefathers knew continue, to prevail,
Citmlles nml smoky lumps are used. At
soino place the Ixith tub I hauled to
n bouse on n cart, tho owner waits on
the curbstone till hi client I through
with Ida ablution, and cart It a way.
The grand hotel aro extortionate, nnd
tho "tip" system la I it full awing. The
lioulovnrd change their untiles every
time they iiinko 11 clinugo Iu direction.
In tho middle of everything oil nn
Island In tho river Iu tho oldest part
of Purls, retaining Its lnimrtnnce 011
account of the Church of Notre Dame.
I'K)ii It tho episcopal palace, the old
est hospital, tho Inw court nnd the
jiollcs headquarter nrt located. The
right bank of tho river I the center of
moneyed luxury nml of eory fnd nnd
folly which wealth priMlucc. Hero
aro tho principal boulevard, tho inn
Jorlty of tho theater, ningulflceiit nve
nue, palatini house nml handsome
square. The national library I hen,
nnd the city's great center of coin
inorco mid tliintnis Tlu park nre beau
tiful, nml each Iiiih Its distinctive
cluinn. The garden of the Tullerle
tinvo their Innumerable stntuc. the
Bol do Boulogne Is exquisite with the
natural Inanities of foil a go nml long
woodland lHtns, and tho park of tho
Butte. Chntituoiit on Its hilly site
alxive the town, lias It ejeclnl at
traction of casondi- nml n Hue stalac
tite grotto. A to tho 1 .011 v re. It inn
torpleces rpprvM'iit almost every school
of painting, nml this famous structure
contain tnoro nrt trensurea than any
building north of tho Alim,
The prefecture of ollee occupies n
grout square, alongside of which nins
the Ittio ile Lutece. This name re
minds of the sMt wherein the city of
I.utetln stood In Cn-snr's time, the germ
of Purl. Tbero Is 110 gront illlllciilty
In getting n permit fnim the director
of prison to vllt the conclergerle.
Tho conclergcrle Is port of the jxtlmv
of Justice, nml I interesting a the
place of conllneinent of the victims of
the revolution. The place of chief In
terest I tho evil In which Mario An
toinette wns Imprisoned for two
month and u half. The tiled floor I
the some, nml the diHir Is the same,
with tlie upHr jHtrt Imrn-d that she
might Iu going out Ih forced to bond
her hood. Kho had said she would
never lw txifore them, mid so they
iiiiide her do so literally.
Near by In the gruveynnl where her
V ' wrXsM2"
"No you can't sell me no patent rights, Itglitnfti' rods nor earthquake rtv
iurnnce, but If you want a Job In tho harvest field I'll pay you more wages
than you enn mnko out of uny old fnke." Ht. Paul Dispatch.
Illrd In tha Hmiii).
In n cortala Western town tbero wns
a political olllco to bo filled last spring,
paylnjf tho tnuutflcetit salary of 250
per yoar, Tho opjwsIuk political par
ties wero about orouly bnlnuced, nnd
there was keon opposition and n lively
campaign for this small plum. Ono of
tho candidates wns a shrewd old fellow
and was well liked. It lookod as though
ho would bo successful, as n neat llttlo
sum bad been subscribed and turned
over to him as a campaign fund. But
to tho astonishment of every ono, how
ever, ha was defeated,
"I can't account for It," said ono of
the political leaders, gloomily. "With
that money wo should have won. By
tho way, bow did you lay It out?"
HWell, it wns this way' replied Ui
body lay for tunny years till It wns
llnnlly taken to Ht. Denis, tbero to rest
aiming tho king of France. In this
little tviiiolery Ho tho l,(XX Hwls
guard who died nt the Tullerle, nnd
tbero nro rom blooming nbovo them
"In memory of tho queen, for she loved
The Pmttlieon I one of tho notnblo
building of Purl, mid Notre Daunt 11
chief jxiliit of Interest. This grent
church la n miiru'l of nrchltocturnl
grandeur. It has one eighteen ton Ml
which require eight men to ring It.
It I n orfcct miracle of stained gins
nnd Innumerable stntucs of king nnd
saint. It gorgoyle, representing
various Inrgo nuliiiiiU, nro unique, a ml
striking feature of the genentl archi
tecture The shop of Pnrls nro nn Interest
Ing fonturo of the grent city, ctqieclnb
ly tho small ones, mid the msiik passed
on tho street the tourist always remem
ber. Two-wlieeled carts nro seen ev
erywhere, some pushed by melt III blue
blouses, some by bareheaded women,
crowned each by n stiff white iniistln
cup. The cart contain tlsh, fruit mid
vegetnble. The purchaser cnii buy a
handful of strawberries, mid curry
thetii home either In n brawn pnHr
i-ortiucopln or n big green leaf. A gar
He seller crle hi wnre n he proceed
along, lien. I n lender, who tins dry
twig for snle. Here I a limn who pol
ishes floor, lie carries n little iclvet
bog. Iu It nre til sllpMr, with the
brushes on the lttoiu of them, nl n
plevo of yellow wax, nnd screwed Into
a ferniled stick which ho carries Is n
claw llko soildlers use.
Mot Pnrlslnn barter nre linlr
dre-wer. nnd ilo not have separate
risiins for women. The rutrnno-s of
building nre put to commercial use.
At one I n milk stand with two or
tlires- weather tieatcn U-nclie holding
Imwls nnd inensiirv of 'different sizes.
Great cans of milk mid cream stand oil
tho sidewalk. A big tint basket of
roll mid bread Is fastened to the wall.
Pero l.nchnlo I the great city ceme
tery. The tourist reads wnne famous
names Iwre Itnchel, llosn Boiiheiir,
Felix 1'iiure, Alfred lie Mussel, tho
(KN-t. There nre tunny great musician,
Chopin mid Clieriiblul among them.
Hero Is the iimueof Hahnemann, found
er of lioinesMtthy, It I Interesting iimi
to observe that there I n Jewlh ceme
tery, mid far to 0110 side n Mohamme
dan cemetery, eoiitiiluliig n small
inquo wherein Ilo the queen of Oudli
and her son.
defeated candidate, slowly, pulling his
whiskers, "you see, that ofllco only pays
$2W) u year salnry, nn I didn't seo no
senso In pnyln' f8f0 out to get tho Job,
so I Jlst bought nieself a llttlo truck
Hound to Ile ComfurULiW.
A Phllndelphln man went to Maine
on Ills vacation nnd ho found tho nights
very cold nnd bedclothes scarce.
"Aro theso all tho bedclothes you
give?" ho Inquired of tho chnuiboruinld.
This Is all that goes with ono room,"
Tlion glvo mo a counlo of rooms,"
It takes more fortitude to llston to
tho average man's Jokes than It does to
listen to his troubles.
Ilo I asked her to tell 1110 her nge,
and she snld "IM." Hint Well-did you?
"v"hy do you refer to hi fortune ns
hush money?" U'agg He 111111I0 It Iu
soothing syrup. I'hlliidelphlu Itecord.
"Do you leave your valuable hi llm
hotel safe when you go to a summer
resort?" "Only when I leave." Judge.
Htelln Isn't that Mr. Bachelor kind
nnd gentle? Belln That's Just tho
trouble; he stands without hitching.
'That man hits n very shndy business
record." "Why, what has bo been do
ing?" "Ilo puts up awning." Balti
Haphedde A jieiiuy for your
thoughts, Ml Pert. Ml Pert They
nro not worth It. I wns merely think
lug of you. Philadelphia Itecord.
Hiivhitiid (nugrlly) I don't see why
I ot er married you. You nro n fool.
Wife (tiilliily) 1'iidoubte.lly. Other
wise I would havo refused yuu. GrIL
On An Divan Liner. The Wife
Shall 1 have your dinner brought to
your nMim, dear? Ilubmid (fi-ebly)
No. Just onler It thrown overboard,
"Out of n Job. eh?" "Yeh. de Ihis
said bo wit loslu' money 011 do Plug I
wns uiaklu'." "Dat so? Wot was you
uiaklir?" "Mlslnkes," Philadelphia
Dentist (prodding n patient' gum In
search of a fragment of mot) Funny,
I don't seem to feel It, Patient (Ironi
cal Iu spite of the jhiIii) You'ro Iu
luck! Ie Alltiales.
"Who I It that rah us while wo nm
nshvp?" asked the teacher, tr Ing to
get tho class to mII the word "burg
lar." 'De gas meter!" shouted the boys
In unison, Chicago New.
Assistant This poet says that tho
last two vers- of his poem may Im
omitted, If you think It I desirable.
Alitor I'll do better than that. I'll
omit the whole mmhii. Suincrvlllo Jour
nal. 'They found n cigar In a safe that
had fallen down the storte In Kan
Francisco nnd wasn't the least bit dutii
nged by fir" "Ye, I'le tried toslimko
scleral of those cigars." Cleveland
"Konlly, you know, 1 don't think Ml
Huiuinergnl look nt nil atbletle."
"Well?" "Well, you told me she wns
always engaged Iu some college spirt."
"Stupid I I said 'engaged to.' "Phlln
Mistress What made you angry with
the doctor nml tell ti I tn not to euiuo
any more? Bridget ll-oain he ntd
ho thought ho would end mo to a
warmer climate, nnd I mil on ter him.
Ijs Angeles News.
"Do you think that wealth brings
pine?" "No," answered Mr. Dtistlu
Htai. "It doesn't bring happiness. But
It give a man a little bit of option
about the kind of worry ho will tako
011." Washington Star,
"Pn, what's the difference lietweon n
profession and n trade?" 'The man
who works at n trade quits when his
eight hours nro up. The man who fol
lows n profession ha to keeji 011 until
hi work I done." Chicago Iteconl
Herald. "Don't you like to hear tho wind
whistling through tho wood?" nsked
the xietlcal one. "Well," replied tho
practical one, "If I'm out In tho forest
I do; hut If tho wood I Hindu up Into
n ?'.' II lite, I can't say that I do." You-
"Yes," said the condescending youth,
"I am taking fencing lossons." "Good !"
answered Parmer Corutossel. "I alius
said you was goln' to turn Iu an' do
aoimithlii' useful. What's your special
ty golu' to be rail, stono or bnrlied
wire?" Washington star,
"Well, sir," brusquely Inquired tho
girl's father, "what can 1 do for you?"
"Why er I called, sir," stammered
tho timid suitor, "to seo If er you
would glvo assent to my marriage to
your daughter." "Not n cent, sir I Not
a cent ( Gooddny." Scissors.
A school lonelier, ono dny during tho
hour for drawing, suggested to her pu
pils that each draw what ho or sho
would llko to bo when grown up. At
tho oud of the lesson ono llttlo girl
showed nn empty slnto. "Why," snld
tho teacher, "Isn't there anything you
would llko to bo when you grow up?"
"Yes," said tho llttlo girl, "I would Ilka
to bo married, but I don't know how to
draw It." Life.
"My dear Mr. Mngnute, why don't
you suu that fellow who Is openly ac
cusing you mid your trust of using cor
rupt methods In business?"
"My dear sir, I would not dignify
the fellow's charges with n reply."
"Noi I suppoMi a reply wouldn't an
swer." Baltimore American.
It Is every married mau'a opinion
that all wives aro frank. .
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