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! Secret of tbe Plundered Sfe By EMILK GABORIAU CHAPTER XV. (Continued.) In a few minute they hsd a IsAMer stsmllng against th wall. But to their chagrin they found th ladder i fet too short. Six long feet of wall between th top of the ladder and th lighted window waa a very discouraging sight to Prosper. M. VerJuret. quickly placing himself a yard oil from th house, and seiziug the ladder cautiously, raiaed It. and rented the bottom round ou hit shoulders, at the same time holding the two upright firm ly and steadily with his hand. Tht ob stacle waa overcome. . Prosper mad a sudden spring, and sailing th lower rounds, quickly climbed np th ladder, which awayed and trem bled beneath his weight But h had scarcely looked in th lighted window when he uttered a cry which waa drown ed in the roaring tempest, and dropped like a log down on th wet grass. With wonderful promptness and rigor M. Verduret laid th Indder on th ground, and rau toward Prosper, fearing b was dead or dangerously injured. "What did you see? Are you hnrt?" be whispered. But Prosper had already risen. Al though he had had a violent fall, h was unhurt; he waa In a state when mind governs matter, so absolutely that the body ia insensible to pain. "I saw," he answered, in a hoars voice, "I saw Madeleine do you under stand, Madeleine inf that room. M. Verduret was confounded. Was It possible that hs, the infallible expert, had been mistaken in his deductions? He well knew that M. de Lagors' visitor waa woman, but his own conjectures and the note which Mme. Gypsy had sent to him at the tavern, had fully assured him that this woman was Mme. Fauvel. "Tou must b mistaken," he said to Prosper. "But even so. how do we know that Madeleine Is here on her own account? Did we not come to the con clusion that she wss sacrificing herself for the benefit of some one else? That superior will which compelled her to ban ish you may hare constrained this step to-night" "That miht be the case." Prosper murmured, "who knows?" "I would soon know." said M. Verdu ret, "if I could see them together in that room." With a strength of which a few min utes before be would not have believed himself possessed. Prosper raised the ladder, and placed the last round on his smoulder. M. erduret rapidly ascended the ladder without even shaking, and had bis head on a level with the window. There was Madeleine. M. Verduret observed that she still wore her shawl and bonnet. She was standing in the rclddle of the room, talking with gteat animation. Her look snd gestures be trayed indignant scorn. There waa an expression of nndisgnised loathing upon ber beautiful face. Madeleine continued talking, and it was by closely watching th face of 'Lagors, clearly revealed by the lamp on the mantel, that M. Verduret hoped to discover the meaning of the seen be fore him. At one moment Lagors would start and tremble in spite of his appar ent indifference; the next, he would strike at the fire with th tongs, as if giving vtnt to his rage at some reproach uttered by Madeleine. Finally Madeleine changed her thieats Into entreaties, and, clasping her bands, almost fell at his knees. He turned swsy his head, and refused to answer save In monosyllsbles. Ssveral times sh turned to leave the room, but each time return ed as if asking a favor, and unable to make up her mind to leave the house till she had obtained it. At last she seemed to have uttered something decisive, for ltao'il quickly rose and opened a desk near the fireplace, from which he took a bundle of papers and handed them to ber. Madeleine took the papers, but was ap parently dissatisfied. She again entreat ed him to give her something else. Knoul refused, and then sh threw the papers on the tsble. The papers seemed to puz r.le M. Verduret very much, ss he gaied at them through the window. "I am not blind," he said, "and certain ly nm not mistaken: those pnpers, red, green and yellow, are pawn ticket dupli cate. Madeleine turned over the papers, as If looking for some particular ones. She se lected three, which she put in her pocket, (Vidainfully pushing the others atlde. Sh v as evidently preparing to take her departure, for sh suid s few words to IXaoul, who took up th lamp as If to es cort her downstair. Ther waa nothing tnor for M. Verduret to see. lie care fully descended th ladder, muttering to himself: "Pawn certificates! What Infamou mystery lies at th bottom of all this?" M. Verduret and Prosper hastily laid the ladder on th ground, regardless of the shrubs and vines they destroyed In doing so, and then concealed themselves among th trees, whenc they could wstch at one th frout door and th outer gste. Madeleine and Raoul appeared In th doorway. Itaoul set the lamp on ths bottom step, aud offered his hsnd to th girl; but she refused It with haughty contempt, which somswhst soothed Pros pur's lacerated heart II followed her to th gate, which he opened and closed after her; then h hurried back to ths house, while Madeleiue's carriags drove rapidly away. "Now, monsieur," said Prosper, "you must tell m what you saw. You .prom ised me th truth no matter how bitter It might be. Speak; I can bear It, be it what it may." "You will only have Joy to bear, my friend. Within a month yon will bitterly rgret your suspicions of to-night. You will blush to think that you ever Imag ined Msdemolsell Madeleine to care for man like Lsgors. It Is precisely sgulnst appearances that we must l on our guard. Always distrust them. A sus picion, false or just Is alwsys bssed on something. Hut w must not stay here forever: aud ns Itaoul liss fii stencil (lie gate we shall have to climb back sgnln." They scaled the wall, and had not walked fifty steps when they heard tho riols of a gate 'being unlocked. They Stood aside and waited; man soou pass ed by on his way ts th atatlon. and Joseph will report to lit that h I ed. and th actors ar changing hss goti to tell Clameran what ha just drss. ar, and with great buffoonery and volu bility, mad th following rtmsrks: "I.sdte snd gentlemen, this very morning I obtained a license from th authorities of this town for th purpose of exhibiting to you a spectacle which has already won th admiration of th four quarters of the globe, and sewrnl universities besides. Insid this booth," ladies. Is about to commene th repre sentation of a most reiuarkahl drama, acted tot th first tlm In Pekln, aud translated into several languages by our moat celebrated author. Gentlemen, ou can take your seats; the lamps ar llght- their tsken place.' When they got Into their hark again snd wer driven back to the Archangel, M. Verduret said: "You will not see m to-morrow, but I will b br about thl time to-nmrrow night. Terhap I shall discover what I ant seeking at the Jsndldiers' ball." Prosper was dumb with amasemeut What! would M. Verduret think of ap pearing at a ball given by ths wealthiest snd most fashionable bankers of Paris? This accounted for hia sending to th cos turner. "Then you ar Invited to this ball?" The expressive eyes of M. Verduret danced with amusement. "Not yet," he said, "but I shall b." Iler lis stopped speaking and Imitat ed to perfection th fantasia which mountebanks play upon horns and ket tledrums. "Now, ladles and gentlemen," he re sumd, "you wish to know what 1 aiu going to do outside, if th plc Is to b performed under a tent The fsct Is. gentlemen, that I wish to glv you a forstast of th agitations, sensstlont, motions, palpitations and other enter tstnmsnts which you may enjoy by pay ing the small sum of ten sous. Yon sc this superb picture? It represents eight of th most thrilling scenes In th drama." CHAPTER XVI. The Ku St Lsiare was sdorned by the palatial residence of th Jandldier brothers, two celebrated financiers.. These two mansions, marvels at th tlm they were built were entirely distinct from each other, but so planned that they could be tnrned into one immense house when so desired. When th Jandl dier gsv parties they alwsys had th movable partitions tsken away, and thus obtained th most superb salon in Parte. On Saturday th Ru St Latar waa blocked up by a file of carriages, whose fair occupants were impatiently await iug their turn to drive tip to th door, through which they could catch th tan talising strains of a waits. It was a fancy ball, and nearly all th costumes were superb, though some were more original than elegant. Among the latter waa a jester. Everything waa In perfect keeping; the Insolent eye. coarse lips, high cheek bones, aud a chin beard so red that It seems to emit flames in the reflection of the dazillng lights. He carried in his left band a canvas banner, upon which were painted six or eight pictures, cosrsely designed, like those found In strolling fairs. In bis right he waved a little switch, with which he would every now snd then strike his banner, like a quack retailing his wares. Quite a crowd surrounded this clown, hoping to hear jokes, songs or stump speeches, bnt he kept near the door and remained silent. About hslf past ten he quitted his post M. and Mme. Fanvel, followed by their niece Madeleine, had just entered. BiMouging to the battalion of grave, el derly men, M. Faovel had not assumed a fancy costnme. but merely threw 01 er his shoulders a sort of silk domino. Oi)Lhis arm leaned Mme. Fauvel, nee Valentine de La Verberie, bowing and gracefully greeting her numerous friei.ds. She had once been remarkably beautiful; and to-night no one would have supposed ! her to be forty-eight years old. But Madeleine was the object of uni versal admiration, so dazzlingly beauti ful and queenly did she appear in her costume of maid of honor. Having greeted the host Madeleine took her snnt's arm, while M. Fsuvel wandered through the rooms in search of th card table, the usual refuge of bored men when they are enticed to the ballroom by their womaukind. The ball was now at Its height For gotten by the crowd, th clown had tak en refuge in the embrasure of a window, and seemed to be meditating upon the gsy scene before him; at the asms t;m he kept bis eves upon a couple not far off. Madeleine was dancing with a splen didly dressed doge, the Marquis de Clam eran. He appeared to be radiant and well satisfied with the impression he was making npon his partner; at the end of a quadrille he leaned over her, and whis pered compliments with the most un bounded sdmiratlon. "Evidently." muttered the clown, "this noble scoundrel is psying court to the bsnker's niece. But bow can Medutnoi vlle Madeleine resign herself to so gra ciously receive his insipid, flattery?" Incommoded by the stifling heat of the room, Mme. rauvei nan sougnt a little fresh air In the grand picture gallery, which, thanks to the talisman called gold, wss now transformed Into a fairy like garden, filled with orange trees, Ja- ponlcas, laurel and many rar exotics. Th clown saw her seated near a grove. not far from th door of the card room. Upon her right was Madeleine, and near her stood Raoul de Lagors, dressed in a Henri III. eostum. Msdelein appeared very ssd. Kh had plucked a japonic from a tree near by. and wss pulling It to place as she sat with her eyes downcast Rsonl and Mme. Fauvel wer engaged In earnest conversation. Their fsces wer compos ed, bnt ths gestures of on and ths trem bling of ths other betrayed a serious dis cussion. In th card room sst th doge, M. Clameran, so plsced ss to bav full view of Mm. Fauvel snd Madeleine. "It la the continuation of yesterday's scene,". thought th clown. "If I could only get behind that oletnder tre I might hesr what they ar taylng." H pushed his wsy through th crowd, and just ss he bad reached th desired spot Madeleine arose, and taking th arm of a bejeweled Persian, walked away. At the same moment Raoul went into th card room and whispered few words to I Clameran. There they go," muttered th clown. "Die two scoundrels certainly hold thes poor women In their power, and they ar determined to make them suffer be fore relosslng them. Wbst can b th ecret of their power?" His attention wss attracted by a com motion in th picture gallery; It waa caused by th announcement of a won derful minuet to be danced In th ball room. In an Instant the gallery becum almost deserted. The clown thought It a favorable opportunity for carrying out his project He sbrnptly left lils corner, flourishing his switch and beating his banner, and seated himself In a chair between Mm. Fauvel snd ths door. At soon at tha people had collected In a circle around him hs commenced to cough in an affect ed manner like a stump orator about to mnke a speech, Then lie struck a comi cal attitude, standing tip with his body twisted sideways, and his bat on on AN AUTUMN REVERIE. 'TIs autumn and off toother, Over the hills and away, We go In gulden weather, My lady and 1, to-day. And sit on the hillside sunny her the purple grapes hung low And watch the clouds Homing by And their shadow corns aud go. We hear the clear pip of autumn l ire call of the hiding quail And see the Hnh of gold as h flics Over tha old fence rail. My lady's face Is dreamy. And her thoughts seem far away. As he twines th leaves for a garland. lo trim her hat to-day. "Of what nre yon thinking?" I ask her, And she lifts her eyes so brown; "I was wondering," she said 4h mis-chief! "Will the new hutbrlms turn up or down?" Millinery Trade Review. CHAPTER XVII. Ths showman's shrill vole brought th banker's wif back to a sens of reality; shs started, and looked quickly about her, as If suddenly awakened from a troubled dream. "Now, ladles, w ar in China. Th first picture ou my canvat, her lo th loft corner," her h touched th top davib, "represent th celebrated Man darin Ll-Fo, In the bosom of his family. This pretty woman leaning over him Is his wife; and thes chlldreu playing on tho carpet ar the bonds of lov between this happy pair." Mme. Fauvel had left her seat, and approached nearer to th clown. "Pictur No. 2!" he cried, after a flourish of music. "This old lady, eated before a mirror tearing out her balr, do you recognise her? No, you do not Sh la th fair mandarine of th hrst pic ture. I see the tears in your eyes, ladies and gentlemen. Ah! you hav cause to wep, for her happiness ha departed. Alas, it is a ssd tale! One fatal day she met ou the streets of Pekin a young ruffian, fieudish, but beautiful as an an gel." The last words were nttered In the most tragic tone. During this tirade hs had whirled sronnd. so thst he found himself facing the bsnker's wife. But nothing he had said seemed to affect her. She leaned back in her armchair peifect ly calm, and occasionally smiled at the tragic manner of the showman. "Good heavens!" muttered the clown, uneasily, "can I be on the wrong track?" He ssw thst his rircle of listeners was increased by the presence of th doge, M. de Clameran. "Th thirl picture," h said, aftr a roll of drums, "depicts the old manda rine after she has dismissed that most snnojing of guests remorse from her bosom. She promises herself that Inter est shall chain the youth to her side. It Is with tills object that shs invests him with false honors and dignity, and In troduces him to the chief mandarin of the capital of the Celestial Empire; then, since so handsome a youth must cut .a fine figure In society, snd as the tine fig ure csnnot be cut without money, the lady mnst needs to sacrifice all of her possessions for his sake. Necklaces, rings, bracelets, diamonds snd pearls, all ar surrendered. Th monster curries sll these Jewels to the pawnbrokers, and then hss th cruelty to refuse her the tickets." fTe b continued.! PALMISTRY. English Are Ont of Date. The skipper of the tramp steamei Bumping Billy was engaging a new crew. "What's your name?" he Bald to the foremost applicant. "Giuseppe Grlnolierl," replied the man. "Eyetalian?" "Yees, salr." "Very good; step to one side. And yoursT'he went on the next A. B. "Ivan Ikano!T." "Russian?" "Bollsh, sare." "Right; step alongside o Yewseppy. "Next man?" "Wllhelm Zw II lan nurt." "German V "Ja." "Very good; over you go. Next?' "Manoel Ollveria. I I'ortuguoso sen man, sonbor." "Step over there, Mannlwel. Next?" "John Thompson, sir." "What?" "John Thompson, sir." "What Id th-Miuwlrr what the what nationality?" screamed the horri fied shipmaster. "English, sir," replied the man. For full half minute the unhappy kipper stood speechless, hi counte nance turning from purple to orange and from orange to gray, and then with 1 gurgling gasp of "English, by gum!" he tottered, staggered and fell prone upon the ground. Liverpool Post. Safe on the Cinder Path. There are parts of Kentucky where some of the mountaineers have never seen a locomotive. One of these moun ts Incurs who drifted Into civilization encountered a railroad train, aud took to flight down the track. The englneor stopped the train and captured what he supposed waa crazy man. Finding him sane, thougl breathless, the engineer In anger ask ed him why be did not get off the track. "Get off the track!" roared the mountaineer. "If I'd ever took to plowed land the thing would have caught me for aure." Iler Only Chanua. She I am aurprlaad at Edith, fine waa in love wnn mat ioiiow long enough to know better u.10 marry him. HeYes, hut too long to do any bet ter. Town Topics. There la not a single qualified prac ticing dentist In the English protector ate! of Eaat Africa and Uganda, geouge rmsmc.inAR, statesman. LONE James did It I have told him since that I owe him a debt of gratitude which never, never can repay. His reply, that he would rather I owed hliu something which I could repay, touch ed me deeply, but had no other lantio- d In to result. I must give you his name In full: James Arthur Itrocktcbank. Perhaps some day will find me teaching my children to lisp that dear name at their mother's knee. This Is what they do In novels, though I should not think "Hrocklebnnk" allows of much scope for lisping. Still, there It Is. It was at a fancy bazaar. Most of us at tho hall were helping In somo way. Our dar hostess was selling what are those things that ladles buy? while her daughter had sweet and scent and tobacco stalls, and so forth 1 thought at flrt that I wns the only unemployed one until James strollei! up. "Hello." he said; "you're doing nothing." "I wanted to help," I exclaimed. "My Idea was to keep a tobacconist' stall, and then one could smoke cigar i-tcs all the time. The assistants lit shops always do that to advertise their goixU." "O! And I suppose assistants In sweet shops eat sweets all the time?" "Of course." "Have you ever thought," anld James, reflectively, "what a tired tlmo the right hand man of a butcher mutt hav " "Look here," I said, "did you come to talk rot like that to me?" "No; I want you to have jour for tune told. There's a palmist here. "But I haven't a fortune." "You don't want one. Half crown's enough." I went with him under protest. I was a very dark tent Into which we plunged, and I could see 110 fortune teller. "Where la she?" I asked Impatient iy- "The other side of the curtain," said Jnmes; "but you mustn't go In. You put your hand th rough there, and she It on the other side. Of course, If shs saw you, It would spoil everything." "Who Is It?" "Never mind." I put my hand through. Pome one took It, and It seemed a though she were going over the lines of my palm with a pencil. "You are quirk-tempered, alow- minded, thin-skinned " "Fat bended, go on!" I said bitterly. Just you wait till I see yon." "I'm awfully sorry," enld the voire, I don't think I hnve the right hand.' Of course you haven't. It's the left." Yes, that's right. Oh, I se! I was coking at It tiphlde down. You lire modest, clever, athletic and of an ar tistic temperament." James laughed unkindly. "IMd you laugh?" asked a voire. "Certainly not!" I replied. "I wouldn't think of such a thing. But ou are only saying things I know nl ready. Won't you tell me my future?" "You will be married within a year." I gnsped. "Old you gasp?" naked a voire. "That was the lmprelrtn I Intend rd to convey. But are you sure?" "Quit, quite sure. The line of the heart says so." Heart lines, old chap!" said Jim, nudging me. "What did you sny?" asked the voire. Nothing," I answered. "What you heard whs a hitherto honored uud re spected friend being kicked. Hut I say, ' tell tne. When shall I be fu gaged ?" "Before the end of the week." "HI! Jim, quick!" I shrieked. Whai'a the day now?" "The thirteenth," said Jim. I shot a glance of scorn nnd loa til ing at him. "Sorry, old man," be anld, hurried ly. "It's Riiturdiiy." "Why good Iord then I shall got engaged to-night!" , "Why not?" nsked Jim. "Why not? O, you Idiot! ! Phe'a not even In tho bouso. (Slio't In London." "Who Is?" "Who? why O, nobody. Yoti see what I menn. There's nobody In tha house that " "It's no good," aaid Jamei with a grin. "You've given yourself away." I turned back to the curtain. Jit (nJ GEORGE r. HOAR SS . V iViiiuv-'-""""1 niimuimui7 In Uie death of George Friable Hour, of Massachusetts, the United Slates Senate kwna one of Its most hoitored aud Influential member and the coun try a statesman of a type which I growing rare. It ha been said that tha rhlefest of a nation' liars I he who writes the epitaph of a nation's dead; yet the work of the man who chisel "Statesman" on the inouumwit of (Horge Friable Hiiar Is as ruggedly honest as Is the enduring stone, Senator Hoar was one of the few surviving representatives of the "old school" which doiulnatid In public affairs before the era of so-called com mercialism set Its seal upon American politics. Like Webster and Clay and Sunnier, of ntite-bellum days, and like Trumbull and Morrill and Vest of the later period, Seimtor lbmr revered the Constitution and measured his Amer icanism by the Declaration of Bights. With him. as with them, politic was a sentiment lit which "business" had no place. Senator Hour was splendidly equipped for his position as a leader among American statesmen. He was of scholarly tstis and Imilnntlons, His gen eral learning was vast and his familiarity with the details of national admin istrative work wss extraordinary. While not 11 11 orator as the word Is usually accepted, he had the eloquence that comes of slncero conviction and the ca parity for Intense feeling. He will be remembered not so much for these gifts, however, ns for his determined devotion lo principle, his high Ideal and his absolute freedom from any sort of participation In the game of politics ns played by the average politician. In this he ha et a standard of dlslnti rested patriotism which Is altogether too rare. "Are you still there?" I asked. "Aro joti Micro, are you there, are you there, are you " "I've finished, thank you," chiuo the voice. "But are you quite sure about being engaged by the end of the week?" "Quite, quite sure," said tho voice a little shakily. James ami I went out "Who I she?" I asked. "I didn't recognize the voice." "Oh,, she'd take good care about that." ' "Well, anyhow, It' Impossible." We entered the refreshment tent and drank thing. Jim tried to be facctloii about my rapidly approach ing engagement. He even mUquoted poetry to me. Things about love and so on. "Old you make that .up yourself?" I said wearily. "It's very bad." Why, If Khnkspeare, man," be said Indignantly. "O, I thought It was you." "I don't mind having It." he said. "Kindly observe the new Swan of Avon." Are swans such great drinkers, then? I didn't know." 'You're In a nasty horrid temier, nnd I shall leave you," said Brockl'i-bnnk. I watched him go through the door of the tent. Some one was coining up. He went on and spoke to her. It was a lady, lie came imcu wnn iht ami brought her up to me. Good lord! It was Kate! "He'll give you tea," said James. I must go. Good by." He raised bis hat Hiid went off, "It Is Impossible," I said. "Well, what's the matter?" asked Kate. "Aren't you glad to see me?' "Go away. You're In Ionilon." "I've Just this moment come. You knew I was coming, didn't you?" No, I've liHrdly seen any one. I've only Just come myself. Why, what train " "Never mind the train," said Kate, hurriedly; "I want some tea.' We had tea. AH the time I wa wondering If I dared "to put It to tin) touch, to win or lose It all." At last I took out a penny nnd tossed It. If it turned tall, why then, ao would I But If not "Heads," said Knto. "It Is. That settles It. After nil who am I to blnst the reputation of a respectable ami, for aught I Know beautiful palmist?" 1 don't know what you are talking About," complained Kate. "Kate," I said, Impressively, "If written on my hand" and I showed her my band "that I shall get en gaged to-day." "Is that what they call shorthand?" "If palmistry. The line of heart ha done something exuberant." "Well, I hope she'll have you," laid Kate. "ho you think she will 7" "You should ask her." "I am," I said, and I tools her band. "Dear, do you think she will?" "I don't know," snlil Knto, looking down, "iwinp she might." "Only perhaps? hate, say you're turn she will." "Quite, quite aure," anld a voire. Something In th word atrnck me, smile. Sho looked np at mo with a Then I begnn to understand. "Kate!" cried. "Isn't It a benntlful day?" anld Kate. Black and hltc. SOME LIVELY BALLOONINQ Aeronaut CsnMht in Menailnv Than lr I'rnk with Actlv Lightiilng. For the first ml lo whlla slowly ris ing, the balbo.i g gz.igg-d between the lower currents, until at approximately :i. feet It eui oiiiitired a malu swoep of air, which at that height wa fol lowing the course 0f the valley be low. The horizon had been clear at starting and Mm Impression wa as wo sailed along In the current that w should have a fair passage, unless some cloud, hot yet apparent. In our wake could ride after u and over take us at a higher level, where wind velocity Is generally greater. Per haps, therefore, we tmld insufficient heed a murky veil ahead of u. which began gathering and deepening nd blotted out the view. We wcrtj "n enveloped In this gray curtain nd thus It true appear nco wa lost to us; but at Newbury, our starting ground, a large crowd wa watching; us entering a vast and moht menacing thunder puck, and wa wondering why we did not come down. The first real warning which we had of our predicament wn a flash of lightning close on our ouarter mnwor- d by another on our other side, ami almost before we could renll.e It wu found we were In the very fucu of a furious storm which was being Imrno on an upper wind, and a wild conflict was Already raging around ns. There wa our own fust current carrying us westward; there was the storm cloud slightly above us hurrying to the euat, and added to these there now descend ed a pltless down draught of Ire cold air and hull. We were doubtless In a cloud which wn discharging lightning over a wide area, each flash, however. Issuing from the Immediate l lult of the balloon, and the Idea formed on the writer' mind Will til ill inn 11 v tlnshc were eve that I. a If from one part of the cloud to another. Any that reached the ground must from our known poslllm have been At least a mile long. There wa another Idea forced upon the party, which wn that they would be more comfortable nnd far safer elsewhere, nnd when suitable oppor tunity occurred a descent wns made to earth. I-oiigiiuin' Magazine. Main Allegation True. Mr. Gadabout 1'eopln nre Raying you called on Mr. Verdlgrt the other dny and got a act back. Mr, irpjohn What A willful per version of truth! I cAlled on ber and got a sot of Mcken back that I'd lent her two year before. Chicago Trib une, Don't llras;. "JW brng U'cnuso you hnppen to be a 111 tie lucky," anld Uncle Eben, "If do ben wouldn't CAckle so loud nlxiut de egg she done laid do whit folk wouldn' be mo ll'ble to rob dt nin'." Washington War. When It come to culling poopla from their bed the Are Ml double discount Die church bull