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FELLER'S PACKiN’ UP.
Or, tells you it's the
his feeliu's so!
Or ef from jest one corner of his eye a
tear may run.
He says he's “jest perspirin’!”—but he
don't foul anyone!
that she wrote you—
kept and lot cd fit
looks blotted - but I
An’ the last sweet letter, niebbe, is the one
that give the pain,
A d ’ made yer eyes run over like rivers
swelled by rain.
But thar it is amongst ’em, an’ you sigh,
k’ou’re only keepin’ of it ’cause she writ it
with her han’.
When a feller's packin' up to leave he’d
better keep apart,
Or he’ll have a sad time in tryln' for to
whistle off his heart!
That laugh o' his rings hollow, an* his
jokes air feeble, too—
lie’s a funeral procession 'spite o’ all that
he kin do!
I never did like packin’. When the leav
in' time comes on
I nilas give iiis'riictions: “Ship my things
when I am gone!”
An’, that's jest what I’ve tol’ ’em! (Never
think I’ll shed a tear!—
But it looks as ef 'twuz rainin' ten or
twenty mile from here!)
turn away till the narrow side door'
closed behind her.
After a few minutes Frances found Grand fa her Watts i:»el to tell us boys
a l-'ourtb wa'u’t a Fourth without any
her aunt, and they left the cathedral. That uol.se.
“Where is Ben?” Aunt Laura asked. He would say, with a thump of his hickory
1 “Gone to England to do his work as a
That It made an American rlzht down sick
boy should, and we are going to Brus To see bls sons on the Nat on's day
Sit round In a sort of listless way,
With no orutlou aud no train bund.
Aunt Laura gave a little sigh. It Is No
tire-work show and no r ot-1 eer stand,
be patient with youth’s per While his grandsons, before they were out
versity In bringing trouble upon Itself.
Were ashamed great Scott!—to fire off
The next day the two sat at a small
table in n small patisserie near the top
each Independence morn
of the Montagu de la Tour waiting for Grandfather
Watts took his powder-horn.
chocolate. Frances was struggling with And the flint-lock shotgun his father had
under Schuyler, a country
the Rotterdam dally paper. It was
hard work to make any sense of the And Grandfather Watts would start and
queer language, but suddenly she
m les to the woods nt Beaver Camp;
stopped, appalled, at a sentence site Ten
For Grandfather Watts us d to say—and
fancied she understood—an accident to
the Antwerp-Harwich boat and some That n decent chipmunk or woodchuck or
thing too Hutch for comprehension had Was be ter company, fr'endly or shy,
Than folks who didn't keep Fourth of July.
happened to the passengers.
he would pull Ills hat down on his
“Aunt Laura, order the cake, dear, And so
and I’ll be back soon. I’m going to And march for the woods, sou'east by sou*.
get a Christian paper.” And Frances
But once ah! long, long years ng»;
stepped into the street, with visions of For grandfather’s gone where g od men go—
bursting boilers, enveloping waves, One hot, hot Fourth, by ways of our own.
and tires at sea. and in the midst a Such short-cuts as boys have always known,
We hurried and followed the de. r - Id man
strong, smiling white face with plead Beyond where the wilderness began,
the deep black woods at the foot of the
ing brown eyes.
A low carriage was just creeping up And there was a clearing and a stump—
the almost Impossible hill, and In It sat
stump In the heart of a great wide wood;
the owner of the strong face and the A
And there on that st»»mp our grandfather
smile, but somehow the brown eyes
had ceased to be supplicants and Talking and shouting out there In the sun,
And flr'ng that funny old flint-lock gun
turned conquerors In the brightness of Once In a minute, his head .'ll bare,
Having Ids Four h of July cut there—
the Brussels morning.
He was before her, her rejected lover, The Fourth of July he used to know
Back In elghteen-aml-twenty or so.
who had saved her yesterday from a
broken crown and to-day from a broken First, with Ids face to the heaven's blue,
read the “Declaration” through;
heart, for had he not refused to play He
And then, with gestures to the left and
the hero in that channel calamity of
mude an oration erudite.
which she no longer sought to read the Ho
Full of words six syllables long:
And then our grandfather broke Into song,
“O, Ben, I thought you were drown And searing the squirrels In the trees.
Gave “Hall, Columbia!” to the breeze.
ed!” she said in a voice he had never
And I teh yon. the old man never heard
The demise of Hooslenloni's oldest
and most unique public building. Por
ter County’s first temple of justice,
took place in the business center of
Valparaiso iu broad daylight uot long
The history clustered about this em
bryonic legal sanctuary of the pioneer
world of Northern Indiana reads like a
fairy tale. The first session of the Cir
cuit Court ever held In Porter County
commenced the first week In October,
1836, at the home of John Saylor, just
across the street from tlie present
courthouse. Judge Samuel C. Sample
seated himself with great dignity be
hind a little table, on which were
placed a few law books, and In the
presence of about forty men declared
court to be In session. The grand jury
strolled out of the stuffy courtroom
aud was obliged to hold its delibera
tions under a large oak tree iu the
wood close by. The members were
seated on the ground, and a log fire
was built to impart warmth and cheer
to the dismal session. Not one of those
that made up tlie first grand and petit
juries is now living. The outdoor ses
sions were a necessity for some time,
but soon public sentiment began to
change. The people wanted more com
modious quarters In which to hold
their sessions, and in 1S37 a subscrip
tion paper was circulated to raise the
funds necessary for building a court
house, aud the munificent sum reached
A frame building, 22x30 feet, was
erected on the west side of the present
Our Nation’s Birthday.
UI.Y 4th is our nation’s birthday.
It is the anniversary of the be
ginning of the existence of the
United States as an independent
government. It I rings to us all the
delight which spring» from a glad
remembr nee of past t mes when
the found it it ni of the happy present
wer laid. It i coinnieinor.it Le and
therefore festive. Everybody is
fam.liar with tl.e anniversary idea.
No other ccun'ry makes so nntoh as «e do of anni
versaries. We love to celebrate the birth of things,of
events, of institutions, of d coveri-g, of aohievmn ts
and of nd i idtia s. So the anniversary of our country’s
birth appeals to every noblest and mo t natural instinct
¡n our Anieric n human natur-. We feel the Fo irth of
July morn to te auspicious. W • would fain congratu
late oar Ir end» and neighbors on its r new d da n-
ing. It is for us “a I i ’ll day.”
It is th» greatest
birthday we know. It commeino ates toe nativity of a
chiid that was destín- d to be ome a giant, and is one
ahead , in whose strength we all are -trong.
The Fourth of July is Inile; end n.-e day. We cele-
Ir te not only the ind pei dence which our forefathers
woa from a foreign tyrant, but the c vil liber y that
made so precious and essential a p r of the signal ¡.e-
iheance. Independence bay stands for internal as well
as external freedom, for liberty of sp eeh, liieity o.
pre: s, HLeity of eligion. As the oak is co itained in the
acorn, so every equal right which the citizens of tl is
happy land enjoy was wrapped up, as to i s ge nt, its
promi e and poti ncy, within the folds of fl at now failed
anti time-worn paper on which the D.ela ation of
Independenc was w ritten.
Therefore the more enthusit gm on the Fou th < f
July the liett'T. The more we cau nave of wholesale,
hear y, unstinted celebra ion t..e i etter. The senti
ment of loya tv an t love for the flag needs constant
deepenin'.’. The si i it of independí nee, of robust
Anieri anism. can be strengthene 1 to advantage. Love
of one's c uniry is the very essence of good citizenship
—nay, of man y manhood.
When we Joined In the chorus, word for
But he rang out strong to the bright blue
And If voices joined In his Fourth of July,
He heard them as echoes from days gone by.
RANGES hail been arguing and
hail silenced her opponent. He
Haller says that n single fem de bo •& And when he had done, we all slipped back,
stood leaning against the stone
As still ns we came, on our twisting track:
lays 20,080,320 eggs in one season.
While words more clear than the flint-lock
of the tower waiting her pleasure to re
No merchant vessel flying the United
move from the scene of contest. But
Rang In our ears
her line of thought held her fast, or States flag passed through the Strait
And Grandfather Watts?
perhaps the beauty of Belgian land of Gibraltar or the Suez Canal In 1895 ITe shnnld.-rod the gun bls father bore,
And marched off home, nor'west by nor’,
scape would not release her. At all
- Harper's Young People.
events, she did move, and he waited. the Strait of Gibraltar numbered 3,938
Finally, he ventured to suggest: and the sailing vessels 689. In 1898 the
“Won’t your Aunt La urn be tired of steamers numbered 3,554, and the sail
ing vessels 226.
Rhe turned her eyes from the brown
The solidified alcohol which a Berlin
Scheldt flowing below as she answered flrm has been sending out In a tin con
carelessly: “Aunt Laura? O, she tainer, Intended to serve as a pocket
doesn't mind! She preferred to let us lamp and stove. Is reported to consist rj-p HIS is what happened to a boy one
come up without her. She adores the essentially of 62 per cent, of alcohol, 20
II Fourth of July. I was not the boy,
cathedral, and It isn't time to be hun of soap, and 18 of water. A similar
because I chanced to be a girl; but
product Is readily made by dissolving 1 know him very well, and he told me
•bout it yesterday.
Ben Ripley had been In Antwerp four scraped tallow soap in warm alcohol.
lie was called Dick, though it was not
hours, thiee of which he had spent with
A white oak tree cut In Knox County, bis real name. He and his friend, Bob
Francis Deere, aud for at least an hour Indiana, recently, Is supposed to be one Shannon, had been having a glorious time
the two had been on the cathedral of the largest of the kind ever cut in ill day, on this particular Fourth.
tower engaged in tlie argument already that section. It measured 8 feet 4
They began at 5 o’clock in the morning,
Inches at the butt, 53 Inches at the with fish horns and torpedoes, then at 6
Ben had asked where Frances meant small end, sealed 7,86" feet, and made o’clock came the “Antiques and Horri
bles,” and the two boys followed them all
to spend the winter. It was a natural four twelve-foot logs. The tree was over town, miles and miles, till their feet
question, for they had been neighbors cut and rolled to White River; loaded were sore, and their voices hoarse with
nnd friends always at home In Amer on a barge, taken to Mount Carmel, Ill., shouting. Such a sight as the “Antiques
ica. Even when he was at college rolled to side track, and loaded two and Horribles” used to be! I remember
there were vacations, and she con- logs to a ear. A silver dollar would :hat myself, if I was “only a girl.”
They were dressed In rag» and tatters,
tinned to be a warm friend, So did lie, have covered the heart of any one of
with their masked faces grinning horribly
except In the intervals when, having the logs.
tinder ridiculous old hats. They blew huge
become too warm, lie was obliged to
If all the wheat, corn, oats,
tin horns, hooted and yelled, and were
undergo a cooling process.
rye, potatoes and hay raised
surrounded by a crowd of shrieking boys,
Her winter, she said, would be one of United States In the year 1898 were who tried to out-hoot and out-yell them.
liurd study. Aunt Laura would select loaded In carload lots of ten tons to the I What a delightful moment was that,
masters for her, and she would work car, they would make a railroad train I when, after my little heart had stood still
nt art, music, languages anything to 106,100 miles long, being over thirty with fright at the near approach of an
keep busy. Then he began to argue and a third times the distance from awful monster, with a negro's face and
that she was all wrong. She ought to Boston to San Francisco, or a band of billy goat's horns, the face was suddenly
removed, and I saw the smiling, ruddy
go home to her mother nnd not waste cars reaching four and one-fourth times face of Sam Judkins, the grocer's bqy,
her youth (she laughed scornfully) and around the world. The hay alone would greeting me with the customary “Hello,
her beauty (she smiled proudly». Then fill a continuous train of ears reaching Sissy!”
she asked him why lie lived on Ban about fourteen times the distance from
As a rule, it was an insult to be called
bury road nnd studied mathematics at Boston to San Francisco.
Sissy, and I could not abide it: but at that
Oxford lustend of going Into business
moment it was music in my ears.
Labor In Sweden.
Well, Bob Shannon and Dick followed
with Ills father In New York. He an
At a meeting In Stockholm the con
swered that he wasn't worth consider tractors of the city have bound them the "Horribles" to the end, and then they
ing, that she was the only person In selves to the following regulations: A went home and had breakfast. After that
the world worth talking about, and the day’s work shall consist of ten hours, they fired off crackers in the back yard,
with occasional concerts on the fish horn
climax of his whole argument was that and the following scale shall lie paid:
till noon; and then they went and took a
she should go back to America engaged Masons and bricklayers, 16.6 cents an swim. Refreshed by the cool water, they
to him mid wait for the glorious life hour; carpenters, 13 cents an hour; felt equal to anything, and gladly joined
they would begin together uext year helpers, 12 cents; hodcarriers, 10.2 the party that was going to fire off the old
• hen lie had taken Ills doctor’s degree. cents. This rate of pay Is to be In brass cannon in the vacant lot behind the
But she was relentless mid wouldn’t creased 50 per cent. for the first four school house. This was a truly martial
•ven attempt to answer Ills questions hours of overtime, and doubled for joy.
Dick, who was n boy of lively Imagina
• bother she eared for him at all. She work nt night. Sundays and holidays.
tion, felt like Napoleon (before Waterloo),
grew a little Impatient mid said lie The contractors have also agreed to
and Wellington and Grant before Rich
ought to see that she couldn’t think discharge and hire men without con mond, all rolled into one, nml forgot that
•bout such things; she was Interested sulting the unions, yet no man Is to be Alexander and Leonidas, his favorite he
In carrying on her studies mid noth discharged for belonging to a union. roes of antiquity, knew nothing about the
ing else. Finally he sold he supposed The employers have also agreed to es joys of gunpowder, nml had never heard
the expected him to start back for Ox tablish a fund to Indemnify the men the “crack!" "bang!" the sharp spurt of
ford that night mid wanted to be con In case of accident and to nsstst In the match ami the soft “f-z-z-a!” of the
tradicted. But she agreed that It would their burial In case of death, The em- powder which make boys' hearts lenp to
be the most sensible thing to do.
ployers agree to give the men flnanelnl
By-and by the old cannon broke, as ev
So It hail all ended, mid she had lie assistance for ISO days nt the most for eryone supposed it would, nml strange to
tome absorbed in the landscape and
•ay, no one was hurt.
forgetful of him until ho mentioned cor. Chicago Record.
"It's nil nonsense.” said Dick, "about
Aunt I.mira and they started down the
boys getting hurt so much on the Fourth
Versatile Mr. Henderson.
of July. That is, of course boys do get
tower. Bell was three or four steps
In his younger days William J. Hen hurt, but it’s only the stupid fellows who
•head, two thirds of the way down,
derson, the eminent musical critic and don't know beans. A fellow who knows
• lien he heard a stumble. France« had
author, poet, composer and yachtsman, what he's nbout has no need to get hurt.
taught her foot In her dress and fallen,
“Come along. Bob, aud let's fire off this
fie had Just time to brace himself with was n contributor to n popular weekly, powder that’s left.”
lie was the author of the Shluboue sto
in arm against either tt all when she
Of course, that would be great fun, and
ries of 1884 5. One day he received the
did down upon him.
make a fitting link of delight between the
“Gc t your footing quick nnd don’t
day nnd the crowning joy of the evening
ton. He marveled at this, l>ecause he fireworks. Where should they go to fire
taint, ” lie said.
had not been a popular studeut with the powder? Why, the flat gravel roof ou
“I’m not going to faint,” she an- the faculty.
the ell of Dick's house would be the very
twered, “and 1 nm quite myself ex-
“1 think it was on account of your place—of course it would!
tept that my hat Is crooked uot that literary work,” said a friend to him
t matters In the dark."
It w as nice nnd hot on the roof in the
Slowly he dropped his arms, and she
“Your poetry and serious work, yes." afternoon sun; the boys liked it hot. Care
passed eii before him. As they came interposed a friend, “but not your n g fully they poured the remaining powder
out of the horn, making a pleasant little
>ut Into the light he motioned to a ger storks. Hilly. Not they.”
heap beside the stout chimney, which was
carriage crossing the narrow court.
A year or two afterward Mr. Hender to be their bulwark ami place ot defense.
“There Isn't n moment to lose," he son had, so the story goes, a chance to
Then they laid the trail, very scientific-
rxplnlned. “if I am going to get my speak to a member of the faculty as to ally, round the chimney, and then they
boat. Ton are sure you are not hurt?" the effect his early humorous stories Stood and looked at it a little while, tasting
‘“Perfectly sound. Did 1 frighten had In securing the degree.
the pure joy of anticipation, and quite
“it was granted In spite ot them. Mr. sure that there were
so fortunate as they
"Well, yes; it didn't seem eia< fly safe Henderson," was the reply.
for either of us to have come tumbling
“Shall wo touch it off now? Oh. wait
down that way. But 1 must go. I
Princess of Wales's i'roaa.
just a minute! think «hat fun it will be.
Ilia 11 see you again someday. Frances."
The l'rlneeas of Wales poMMMfl a wasn't it lucky we got this old horn? It
Somehow he got the cathedrnl di sir cross which Is supposed to always holds such a jolly lot. Hi! won't the folks
•pen for her, banded her an umbrella, bring good luck to Its owner, It was in the street jump? Come on, Dick, let’s
took off Ida hat. pressml tier hand, and formerly the property of the King of set her off now."
"All right! Get behind the chimney,
entered the carriage. She couldn’t fol 1 Denmark, having been discovered years
• nd I’ll touch her off. Oh, I say. Isn't
low his movements; she only felt his ago In the grave of the beautiful Queen this fun!”
Urea resting on her as If they could not bag mar.
Bob hid himself
HOOSIER LANDMARK GONE.
Porter County’s Primitive Temple of
Justice Torn Down.
Dick, slow match in hand, got well out of
the way, as he thought, and with a shout
of triumph touched off the fuse.
A blinding flash, a hiss, as of fifty wild
cats tied by their tails and turned into the
staudiug corn of the Philistines, aud then
a loud cry, as if the Philistines, or some
body, were having au exceedingly hard
time of it.
Dick crouched down, with his hands
pressed to his blackened face, and Bob
bent over him in genuine concern.
“I say, Dick, old man, are you much
“Oh, I don't know! It's my eyes I care
about, that's all. I can’t see anything.”
“Come along down to the doctor, old
man. Shall I take your hand?”
“Take your grandmother! Don't I know
the way in the dark? I say, Bob.”
“We know what a Fourth of July fool
is now, don’t we?”
“I reckon we do. and it’s worse than an
April fool a good deal. Come along!”
Fortunately the injury to Dick’s eyes
was slight, and he escaped with a week in
a dark room, and a fine array of blisters,
the traces of which adorned his face for
many a day; but he has learned how not
to burn powder on the Fourth of July.- •
WHY WE CELEBRATA.
July Fourth Commemorates Washing
ton’» Victory Over Old George 111.
IIE American people
have been celebrating
the Fourth of July,
drinking red lemonade
and firing red crack
ers ever since that
time back in 1776
when grandpa crawl
ed up in that ivy-man
tled tower at Philadel
phia and rang the big
Y ou see, it was this
way: Au old rooster
over in England nam
ed George Threetimes
thought be owned us. He had a dead
finch on his own co untry and he imagined
'.te had the same o a this one. He taxed
our tea, he did, and used the money to
sport around with the boys. When we
began to cave around about it he sent a
job-lot of his soldiers over here to hold us
down. This caused more indignation and
one day the matter was brought to a focus
when a lot of our boys got together and
held a square men’s meeting.
those present were Patrick Henry and
George YY’ashington. Pat made a ringing
speech aud told them that the people ought
to rise up out of their lethargy and make
this a free country. A declaration of in
dependence was written out and signed
and the bell was rung, as we have said.
When old George Threetimes heard of
this he sent over more soldiers and tried
to wipe out the little band parading under
But Mr. Threetimes’ gingerbread sol
diers couldn't fool our George—nit! Our
George let them chase him around New
Jersey nnd Pennsylvania and when they
finally did catch him they at once tried to
let him go. But George didn't go—not
much! That night our George crossed
the Delaware river and made old George
Threetimes' army look like boiled lobsters.
Our George found the most of them at a
50-cent dance, but he sailed right in, nev
ertheless, and history tells us that he
broke lip the ball. Because he won the
war we made our George President and
we have been having Presidents and
Fourth of Julys ever since.—Exchange.
public square, with only a single room.
It was completed in the fall. In this
building John Pelton, the only man
ever sentenced to death in Porter
County, was tried and convicted of
murdering Francis Stanes, and was
hanged In 1838 from a tree on the site
of the Valparaiso high school building
Pelton’s was the first legal execution
of record in Northern Indiana.
The old frame court house building
was the pride of the whole northwest
corner of Indiana until 1853, when It
was succeeded by an old-fashioned
brick building, sold for a small sum
and removed to the west side of the
city, where It stood for years obscured
by the thick woods and underbrush.
It was then moved back to within a
few feet from where it was originally
erected, being used as a woodshed aud
Iho Y'illage Fourth.
ORATOR, SCHOLAR, STATESMEN.
Within the shaded doorway
The eager children stand.
For the s rales of stirring ntuslc
Announce the coming band.
Spain Lo»t Greatest of Her Men in
1 ntilio Castelar’e Death.
The roar of distant cannon
Mingles with the chime of bells,
While nearer st II and nearer
The joyous tumult anells.
Dear grandma leaves her knitting.
And with baby on her knee
Conies and sits among the children,
Wl:o are shouting now with glee.
For adown the street comes marching
A long and varied train
Keeping step to "Yankee Doodle,"
The uterry old refrain.
Now the last of the procession.
With Its flags and srteamers gay,
Whisks around a distant corner
In a cloud of dust away.
Têoir so use f.
it amt no use to s*q l|
F«e jo»' think o( all th« Yun on The tourfll oj till» Julys
Th« soldiers will le marchin* jes tike in dress parade. .
Anile th. men ■« mahin’ op.«ehe» on’rhe women «¡via aid,
Ah' th« Kids a-Xie"»-erar Ksrs, like ole-t.me sh«? on »h«l|.
tks wi 11 le a within’ that th« h>ds nere m - aq v,.11,
Taint no use to Ve a- wi*SI|in,an' it aint qo use To sii | h
Fa’ I« »' th*nk o^ ail fho (vn on the Fourth o^ th'» July.
Two year) aqe
u% loweltj day
Tap f>ja vveafhtr
Sc tokasant flpt if
o,‘ ** WA’
wan blaatn’ lou<\
t* th* c *1« trat irV etevM
a •ncsKet-«n h«
it a«nt* no use ‘o
« r * if ainT no use tc 3«^*»
c Q y
3o me wethers mslanclisly aw'me troth*’?* «6 unione
Tsr th* »•vtvl.aw^ul »at« n
"wtht’N Veth«’» Soffi
ut I n«,.e leery tSsvVle
\ do nV Wl,*»e that way,
Couto I tlpnA iti af»t T» «ho-T.ff on«'» ernsten« a Vy a^eryi
• >»t f '-’h I ^.-t <» e««nn«ff, aq' you'd «««ht fe *«*’<(
it u n.th Y«wd«r-That's Th«'rea, I last «« Thu«'fc^»^
But it o.nT qo M.« t* merry oq' .t ont no use Te S*ah
K«’ lOS'zthihts ch all ths Son on ttie Têorth at lii.s LI,
cernTiiorsK built in 1837.
The death of Emilio Castelar has re-
moved a man wbo outranked all his
contemporaries In the public life of
Spain, and who be
sides enjoyed inter
as a writer, an ora
tor and a statesman.
He was a man of
wide culture aud at
a stormy career he
maintained his per-
emilio castelar . sonal honor unsul
lied, nnd though actively engaged In
politics he disdained the artifices of
the practical politician.
Castelar was born In Cadiz In 1832,
and at an early age lost his father. He
had a hard struggle to obtain an edu
cation, but by the aid of his pen suc
ceeded. The revolution of 1854 was the
starting point of his political career,
lie made a speech at a public meeting
in support of democracy, aud the next
morning he was famous. He allied
himself with the then democratic pa
per. El Tribuno, aud each day saw his
popularity grow. In 1866 he took part
In an uprising against the crown and
was condemned to death. He fil'd to
Paris, where lie remained two years,
returning to Spain to be recognized as
the chief of the Republican party.
After Amadeus, who was elected
King by the Cortes «n the expulsion of
Isabella, resigned, Castelar took tha
folio of the foreign office In the Cabi
net of the newly formed republic.
Later, In 1874, Castelar became Presi
dent of the republic, with almost dicta
torial powers. While in this position
he did good service for the state. He
was unable, however, to maintain him
self In power, and the republic fell. Al-
fei so XIII. was then proclaimed King,
and since then Spain has been a mon
Of late years Castelar had not taken
a very active part iu polities, though
he was a member of the Cortes subse
quent to the time when he was Presi
dent ot the republic. He ultimately
became convinced that a monarchy
was the best form of government tut
The Flower Garden of Europe.
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garden ot Europe. Flower farming is
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