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' 0 CHAPTER. V. said Forward ; -._._._._._.__ .. -______._ __.._ _____. GiLViE W TILECHURCH ______._.__â€"â€"-_ " Not the least trouble in the world." " good-night. Bemre mmington had 8039 many something I want to tell you; but this yards in the direction of the cliff the business ought to moon became obscured; but he was able to make pretty straight for where he had seen the man lie down. minutes he espied him. lying like a log. a few paces on his right. He advanc- ed, and was just stooping down toah’nke him to his senses. when the seeming in~ ebriate jumped up, and. springing at him with all his force. endeavoured to throw him over the cliff. On occasions like this. ideas rush through the brain with lightning like rapidity, time, indeed, being almost a. negligible quantity. But. though the thinking powers are at a maximum, the capacity for putting the thoughts into practice and profiting by the conclu- sion arrived at, becomes almost nil. The brain. so to speak. divides from the nerves, which. since they can no longer keep pace with it, it leaves behind. and rushing on through, it may be, an an- alysis of the circumstances, it may be a retrospect of previous events. leaves to the inferior organs. backed up by a sort of instinct, the practical task of saving the whole. Sooner or later. how- ever. the normal condition of affairs ls resumed and all this faculties, men- tal and. physical, act once more in uni- son. The time it takes for this to hop- pen varies with the individual. It sel- dom exceeds a second or two. and its length may be said to be more or less a gauge of his practical character, and fitness for responsibility. In plain English. it is nothing more or less than the time he takes to regain his presence of mind. With leington. accustomed and trained to act promptly in emergencies. that time was almost inappreciable ; but short as it was, it had sufficed for him to recognise Miller. able seamen in this Maharanee. to speculate on his motives. and come to the conclusion that he must either be the victim of a drunkard's frenzy, or of mistaken identity. Soon. however, these speculations ceased, and all his energies were enlisted in the desperate struggle, On which. it seem- ed, depended his very life. Both men were strong. and at first the contest was fairly equal. Rimington, however. was encumbered by his thick greatcoat. and this told on him more every second. He felt that he was being slowly but surely forced nearer the edge of the cliff. So far, this struggle had been carried on' in silence; now he shouted for help. \Vith an oath, his opponent. tried to put his hand over his mouth. and, in so doing. partially threw back his hood. Just before, he had been gathering himself together for a final throw; but when he saw Rimington's featiu'es, he suddenly started back,paus- ed a second. and then saying. "Great Godl it's Mr. Rimington." made off at the top of his speed. “ Hi! Stop h‘iml Help i" cried Riming- ton, giving chase, for he had no mind to let him off so easily. ' “Hullol What is it i" cried a. vaice from the direction of Rose Cottage. It was that of a young man. who. see- ing how things were, ran to out off the fugitive. I-Ie judged his direction well. and at first it looked as if. between the two. Miller would be secured. The latter, however, had a good start of the stranger. and was greatly assisted by the darkness of the night. He was al- so a good runner, so that, although the chances seemed against him at first, he managed to give both his pursuers the slip. The latter now turned to speak to each other. " Hullol Bimington,” cried Forward; “ I'm awfully glad to see you back. But what on earth has been hap- pening i” “’l‘hat's more than I can tell you." re lied the other, “At least. if.l can tel you what has_bccn happening. I certainly can't imagine why it has hap- pened, I walked home from the station. and just as I got to the door, I saw a manâ€"ti y. as I thoughtâ€"close to the edge of ti: cliff. I went to see what I could do for him; but I soon found that the obligation was more likely to be on the other sideâ€"he very nearly did for me." ” How i" . "Simply enough. He tried to throw me over the cliff. Indeed. [thought he would have done it too; but luckin for me. just as I thought that it was all up. my hood got shoved aside, and be recognised me. started back as if he had been shot. and ran away. So here lam. all over mud and very glad that it's no worse." "You say that be Do on know the man. then ” 'es; I do, and that is the strangest art of it all. He was a seamen in the aharunee. a man called Miller. " Charles Miller I" " Yesâ€"Why. do you. know him 1" “I do know something of bun. and what made me ask was that I thought I recognised him as he was running across the common. “'hat are on go- ing to do now iâ€"Inform the po ice 2" “ Well. I really scarcely know. .It all seems so incom rehensible. He evident- ly did not Wis to murder me-that is. when he saw who 1 waspâ€"because he could not have had a better chance. I can hardly believe that the man goes in for highway robbery. He cerlunl never tried to take my watch. But an pose that the best plan Will be to in arm theegolice as on suggest." . "Approv ."‘re li Forward. "With one amendment. am guing home. and the police station is up my way._ so I'll look out for that. ion go straight home." " it's very good of youâ€"Thanks very much." recognised you. iro“' In a few night; a be done as soon. as bio; and I think that Mrs. Rim- ington will tell you all about it to-‘morâ€" morning; so I won’t stay. (100d.- “ might." _ The next morning when. he came down. ijington foumd‘ his mother awaiting him. but not Mary. “\Vhy. mother," he said. "where’s that sister of mine? I thought that she was an eariglabird." _ " ry won't be long." she replied. " Perhaps she knows that I have someâ€"- thing to talk to you about." Mrs. Rim- ington spoke seriously. and her son saw that she had something of importance to communicate. "\V'hat has happened?" he asked. "Your friend, Ogilvie Forward. has roposed to Mary. She has accepted im, and I have approved of her choice. He spoke to me about it yesterday morn- ing. and Colonel Forward was here in the afternoon." . “Well. mother," he replied, as soon as he had completed a ver long-drawn w'histie, “ you know him I etter than I do. Still. I have seen quite enough of Ogilvie Forward to be able to congratu- late Mary from the bottom of my heart. as far as his character goes. But what about money i" _ . “ Colonel Forward 13 very liberal about that. He has offered to buy and furnish a house here at \Vhitby, and is going to settle twenty thousand pounds on them, in addition to Ogil- vie's resent allowance, on the day that hey are married. It might not be thought very much by some people; but “our Mary’s husband Will be bet- ter off in this world's goods than her~ mother was; and if she loves him, and he will make her a good husband. what should we have to say against it 9" " It is hard to lose Maryhmother; but, as you say, it is her happiness. not ours. that we must care aboutâ€"I’Vhat did on tell Ogilvie f" - " gave him my consent. and I ans- wered for yours. There was something else which he asked mehto tell you; Mary, of course. knows it too. He is not really Colonel Forward's son. “rho he really is, who his parents were, he does not know. The colonel adopted him from a workhouse in the south of England. Of course it was right of him to tell us; but at the same time we know him and like him for himself, and I told him that it could make no possible difference." '- , " No, mother; certainly not..." replied her son. Then he added. as if struck by a sudden thought. “Did hetellyou what his name was originally i" ” No. dear. . t f "Ohi, nothing. I had an idea; but it is much too improbable to be worth consideration. I suppose, though, that his Christian name is the same as it was before. But never mind; here comes Mary. Now, my lady. aren’t you ashamed of yourself? Yes ; it's no good blushing. Mother's been tellin me what you do when I'm at sea. \ ho is going to fill my ipe in future, Ish'ould like to know? owever, I suppose that you want to be con ratulated; and, on the whole, I think ‘11 do so. Now, go and make. the tea." After breakfast, Rimington announc- ed his intention of gomg to look up Forward. \Vihen he arrived at Colonel Forward’s house, the bell was answer- ed by Ogilvie Ihimself. but looking so strangei disarrangcd .and _Wild. that he coul not help asking him if any- thing was the matter. “ Yes; something is the matter," he replied. "and ithas made me the unhap- piest of men. But come in. and let me tell you about it." Did Colonel Forward was‘seated at the breakfast table, from which the re- mains of that meal had not been cleared away. Rising as Rimington entered. he shook him by the hand. saying at the same time: “ I suppose that OgiIVie has already told you about our misfortune? Poor boy. it is hard for him to bear. For myself it does not.matter; but for your sister and him it is hard, very hard." "No, sir," replied Rimington; ".I don't know what your trouble is; but it must be very great to affect you thus." “This, then, will telloyou," said the old man. putting into.his hand a bum- ness-looking letter which lay upon the table. It was the announcement of the failure of a Mining Company. Rimington read it through. and then put it down and looked at the colonel for further information. _ “ My whole fortune. was in that un- dertaking," he said Simply; " and now my son and I are enniless.” ” And now," said grime, " you know why I am the unhappiest man in the world. Yesterday. called the 'lfzar my uncle. Nowâ€"what is there left for me to do but to tell your sister that I have not enough to offer her a meal, let alone a roof toâ€"â€"" " But. Forward, you_ don't think that Mary. you cannot think that sheâ€"" " That she would turn.me away if I came 0 her a beggar in rags? No; God forbid! But in honor I cannot now ask her to be my wife. You don't un- derstand how Iam placed. It's not as if I had a couple of hundred, or even one hundred a year left. Then, with my pay. we could live in India. a sol- dier and his wife; and my father would come too. That. was my one hope when first this cursed letter came. But we shall not have a farthing. literally not a farthingâ€"cx'cept this house and the clothes we stand in. I must leave the army. But she will wait." he added. passwnately. "Say, as her brother.that I may ask her to wait. My father and I are going out to Australia. and I will work as never man worked vet to make a home for him and her. It can gain nothing to put off telling her; I will go at once." " Wait a minute." cried Rimingtonp as Ogilvie was leaving the room. "I can't tell what. but something says that there is yet hope. It is a very small chance; but the thought of it crossed my mind this morning. and I can't help thinking of it. You were not always called Forward. \tht was your name before i“ " hittlechurch." _ bout saying a word. Rimington burst out laughing. It was now Ogil- vie's turn to look surprised. "Why. man you are-a. millionaire! There is a fortune wanting for you." "\\'hat 1" "I mean exactly what I say. There 7s a fortune waiting for Ogilvie “'hit- i‘torhurrh. and there are detectives scouring find you." There is I I would not have' the country to find himâ€"to At this moment there was a ring at the bell. and the maid brought in a card: ” Mr. J. Pryor. Detective Depart- ment, Scotland Yard." At the bottom was written in pencil: “ To speak With Captain Forward on important busi- ness." _ “ Why. here's the very man i" cried Rimington laughing. " He already looks on you as a millionaire. and v by giving you brevet rank. \\ ell. I'm 0 f. and shall expect you at Rose Cot- tage in an hour's time at the latest. holding your head up with all the dignity of your new-found thousands." . His first visit was to the police staâ€" tion. where some very startling news awaited him. Miller's body had been picked up at the foot of the cliff. just under a well-known dangerous place. about half a mile from where the struggle took place. He must have doubled to throw his pursuers off the track. and then. venturing too close, without a sufficient knowledge of the ineighborhood, have slipped and fallen. But the strangest part was yet to come. 0n the body had been found a cheque for the extraordmardylarge sum of fifteen hundred pounds. Sign- ed Pedro Bersano. Then Rimington understood what had happened. He asked to speak to the chic ins ector. who happened to be then at t e station. They had .a long talk in private. of which it is only necessary to give the last few words. "So, taking it all together. sir, I don't think there is any case." said the inspector. "I suppose that the gentleman's death would be no advan- tagleI to this Bersano now?" 1‘ 0-]! "Then. sir, I think that the best thing to do will be to leave matters as they are. You see you have no proof and the man is out of the country by now. If the sailor had actually attack- ed your friend, the case would be weak enough; but as it stands, I call it ihopeless.” _ (filming-Lon thanked the inspector and walked home. ‘ _ _ His mother was Sitting in the. gar- den. {He could see Ogilvie and his 815- ter walking together by the sea. "Georgie," said Mrs. Rimmgton, "how long shall you have ashore 3" “Nearly three months." "I thought so; amd that was why we've just settled that the marriage shall take place towards the end of November.” (The End.) BURGLAR AND BABY. Little One llcld Out [is Hands and lie Couldn‘t Reels! It. The burglar was not a bad looking man, though his business had a had look. He stood by the door of a sleep- ing room and peered in. A.‘ faint light was burning, and he could hear the measured breathing of some one asleep. Cautiously he crept inside, stooping low and looking around. No one was there save a sleeping wo- man. In an instant a cloth saturated with ether was thrown over her face, and he waited one, two, threeâ€"ten minutes, the I u and the stertorous breathing of the sleeper told him the drug was doing its work. \Vivth‘ a. dexterous hand be seized the jewelry and money laying on 'the dressing case, and. began a quick search in the drawers of the case. "Oo-o-o," came a. voice from shadows of the roomr. Quick as a. flash the burglar clutch- ed his silent knife and turned to meet his victim. No one was visible. “Oo-o-o," came the voice again, and the burglar saw a child in its crib by the foot of the bed. ; It was a pretty baby, sleepin hold- ! ing up its hands to him. He Let the knife sfall to_ his' side, and stepping over to lthe.crib touched the child. It cooed gagain softly and held up its arms for [him- to take it. The impulse was be.â€" éyond his .oontrol, and he lifted the gbaby to_his bosom, and it nestled its I“soft, white cheek down to his, and put fits white arm around his neck. He 3 purred to it, and in a. moment its curly lhead was laid against his face and it 1 was asleep again. "Never seen a kid like that,” he Ewhispered to himself. “Most of ’em is {afraid of strangers," and tenderly he , laid it in its crib. 1 Then he went back to the dressing f case. He stood still a moment, and then ifurtivciy looked over his shoulder to- E ward the crib. ’l‘he sleepingface ’of the ichild was turned toward him. ' Slowly he replaced in the case all he had taken from it, hastily he snatched from the woman's face the saturated cloth, opened the door near.the bed, and quietly slipped downstairs. Once ‘ in the street again he looked up at the house, angrily. i "Dang it !" he growled, “a man (hat lain't got more gizzard than I have ought to get out of the business.” i And he disappeared into the shad- i ows of the night. i â€"~â€"‘â€"4â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€" " THE LIFE LINE. i Starting from the base of the big toe ‘ there is a. distinct line. This is the life line. In one foot it will curve along until it terminates under the instep far toward the lower base of the little toe. This means long life. If broken in the hollow of the foot it_denotes a. sickness at middle age, and if it terminates in the hollow of the foot it meansa short life. This line is the most interesting one on the foot. The experimentsthat . have been conducted lately have prov- ‘ ed this to be an almost unfaiimg read- ing of longevity. v "‘ .__._â€"â€"â€".â€"-â€"-’-â€"â€"â€"- i CATS AS CLOCKS. = With a little practice you can easi- ly tell the time by looking into a cat's eyes. Often. when the Chinese want to , know what o'clock it is, they will run 'to the nearest cat, .open her eyes, and ;at once tell what time it is. This they Eda by observing the size of the aper- ture of thepupil of .the eye. _ which they have discovered is of vary size at different hours‘of the day, ing affected by the Position of the sun and the character 0 b day is cloudy. I l ' i NABOTH’S VINEYARD. CHAPTER. I. "But it is such a. pretty scheme, Heath. The place has been my envy for years; and now to let such an op- shmw it portunity go by would be almost like flying in the face of Providence." Colonel Sandburst spoke very warm- ly; in a way, indeed, which was quite a contrast to his usual calm judicious utterances. He had his long neatly clad limbs planted very widely apart be- fore the fireplace of Mir. Heath's pri- vate office; while the latter gentle- man sat at a desk stabbing a bloiting- pad with n. penknife, as if he were slaughtering his client‘s arguments as they cropped up, hydraâ€"headed, before this legal Hercules. . "It is a pretty scheme," said he, with'a. certain dry irritation. “I've, seen plenty of them in my timeâ€"most- ly failures. And I don't mind telling you in all candour that I hope this will be one.â€"â€"Why can't you leave Mrs. Charlesworth alone? Here you have one of the most beautiful places in Sus- sex, a handsome almost princely in- oome to keep it up, and. yet nothing but the possession of Fernleigh will con- ‘ tent you." ~ “But don't you see there is no house on my property down herefâ€"three thousand acres in a‘ ring-fence with Fernleigh and its five hundred right! in the centre. It seems very hard."â€"-4' “'It is a great deal harder for my poor client, Mrs. Charlesworth, to turn out of her old home..â€"Ohl ofl course as mortgage you have a per-f feel; right to foreclose, and. I am: of: great fool to allow sentiment in busia': ness." ' ' i "But if the woman can’t afford to' live there, what right has she to stay?" l “Cannot you understand that if this. long-delayed Chancery business wasi concluded, she would have ample means? i I wish you would abandon this plan, i Sandhurst; I do indeed. If you only i knew how attached the poor little woâ€"i man is to her home; how happy she, is there with her daughter, and her] blind boyâ€"there hang it, you couldn'tli do lJti Of course I am a weak-minded i old man, but"â€" The Colonel pulled his long mous- taches in some perturbation of spirit. Usually speaking, he was a kind-heart- ed individual enoughx, and really felt: very sorry for Mrs. Charlesworth's un-i merited misfortunes. But at the same time it is very annoying, as most land-i] ed proprietors know, to have a long! stretch of some one e‘lse’s property exâ€" I aclly in the center of your own. And, moreover, the Bartonsham estate was; celebrated for its preserves, while thei unhappy owner of Fernlcigh had noI sympathy with the pursuit of eitherl foxes or pheasants. Colonel Sandhursli had no personal antipathy to his neigh~ bor: nevertheless. when an opportuni- ty offered for a heavy mort a e, he jumped at the chance. And gogv that more than two years' interest was in arrear,‘andthe Colonel in a. position to foreclose at any moment, the tempta- tion was too strong to be resisted. I do not see why I should drag a. lot of sentiment into the matter," he said reflectively. “Of course I am very i sorry, and all that kind of thing; buti if I don't have it, some one else will,! you see. " . l I am afraid so,” the.lawyer groan- I ed parenthetically. “I see that plainlyi enough." - “Very well, then. Again, if it comes to a sale, 1' shall probably be run up toafancy sum by one or more of the lady's friendsâ€"Come, I will make you a proposition. My mortgage is for seven thousand five hundred. and for this the property is legally mine. But I don't want_to appear grasping. Sup-3 posexve call it. a sale and I give you} another. two thousand five hundred for « your client. I call that a' fairly gen- 1 erous offer." 1 Mr. Heath dug his knife three times : . in rapid succession into the blotting pad and dropped it with a sigh of de- feat. Of course it was a‘ generous ofâ€"I fer, an extremely generous offer, and ' yet beyond the folded blue papers and red tam and tin boxes, there was be- fore his mind's eye a picture framed‘ by a long aVcnue of ancient fruitâ€"trees; the wemnpf a gentle-faced little lady i With a blind lad leaning on her arm. and the last words she had said to him i were runging in his ears now. They were such Simple words, too: “if I. lose this," she had said with a. wistful ' glance "I lose all hopeâ€"mot for myâ€", self, but for the children." "I should like to refuse it,” observâ€"l ed the lawyer. "I should like, meta-' phorically speaking; mortgage in your my fmgers at.your legal rights. It all comes of this atrocious sentiment; and, the worst of it is that your offer is so magnificent, that, speaking as a man of busmessHI dare not refuse it; only you must give us a week to think it over." - Colonel Sanilhurst smiled benignly,. and expanded, as a man will who is conscious of having done a generous action. "Fernleigh is a beautiful old' house." he observed complacentiy, "and will be the very place for Frank and; his bride. The old soldiers are prettyi tough in a general way; but hard sci“ - l to th row your co and snap vice ins to tell after fifty, and I should ike to see ' bay settled be-; fore long. Ethel ll rton is an ex-3 tremely nice girl, and will make the' lad a good Wife." i “Provrded always. as we say, that the ‘ lad is willing. I wouldn't set m heart , too firmly upon that match, if . were! on. Colonel. Captain Frank is no: on or a boy, to be commanded into. ma rimony." i "He was always a very. obedient son, i the h: and by Jove, sir. one 10 ml pron of. Of course you heard all about that Victoria Cross and the fear- ful wound he received: but he will be ght, even when the i hc-rp next week in answer for himself.‘ in; his but lmlor he says that the six vpushed on and less than a mile ~ The dogs months at Affideira 1have quite set him up again. _ anyi ing had ha period to him"â€"â€"â€" Here ihe speaker iiaused andhhummed a fragman of operatic music With a great show of pal bl assumed gaiety: while Mr. out: looked across Costieford's principal street, deepiy_i.i:iteresled in the face- tious conversation of two column in the sunny sleepy square below. :‘\\'ould you like to *0 over Fern- icighi." he asked sudden y, his mind still dwelling unenSily on ihe old topic. “lit would case my client‘s iniud to know; that she is not in the hands of an in- vestment-seeking ogre; and, us a mat- ter of fact". I don't. believe she knows the name of her principal creditor.â€" \\'hnt do you say to running over one day this Week?" "Well, I don't know." said the gai- lant warrior hesiiaitingly; "it seems alâ€" most like an intrusion, and in anything but the best taste. You see .I"â€"-â€" “Yes, I see you haven't pluck enough to face Airs. Charlcsworth. But, as you are bound to meet some time. the better. I am going out there this af- ternoon. and “'lil mention it." The Colonel nodded slightly with a perplexed smile on his lips, but he did not answer, for the simple reason that Mr. Heat-h was right. There was a momentary silence between them. in which the humorous conversation of the cabinen could be distinctly heard. “I mean to romailn in the neigh- borhood till this matter is settled one way or another," replied the cx~dragoon-. at length; "and Frank will probably jom me at the Green Dragon later on. And if it is a question of another thou- sand you will _not find: me obdurate." , With this parting magnificence the col- 1onel extended his neatly gloved hand, and. took his way down the dark stairs, iand thence into the High Town with the air of a manlwho has discharged a. delicate commissmn in an eminently praiseworthy fashion. But if ‘he felt on such excellent terms With himself, not so LIr. Heath. The worthy solicitor was faiu to own him- self beaten, and handsomely beaten at that, for it is really hard to quarrel With a man who insists upon making a total stranger a present of suchia good round sum as three thousand and some odd hundreds of pounds. .Mr. Heath fol't genuinely sorry for his old friend and client, Mrs. Charles- ,worth; a sympathy none the less keen because at one time, many years ago, there had been the dream of a' home over which Margaret Hay was to have held the undisputed sway and soverâ€" eignty. As the practical business man gazed out through the grimy winâ€" dows, memory was very busy with him, jumbled up strangely with business in- stincts and vague shadowy )lans for Margaret Charlcsworlh's wel are; Tim old bachelor's heart was still green enough to realize the poignant sorrow which the loss of her home would be to the only womlin who had ever caused his pulses to beat the faster. Aind as he drove along the deep country lanes an hour later, he seemed more strong- ly to realize what a wrench it would . bc.‘ In the valley, Lay Fernioigh, its thsted chimney stacks above the belt of immemorial eims, where the rocks were busy, and doves crooned in the peaceful Silence of the afternoon. But aistone's-throw down the road between high hedges, where violet and foxglove and dogroses were blooming, were the ates, moss-grown and rusted, but still autiful, for they had come from the foundry of Quintin ‘Matsys, carri- ed hither more than two hundred years ago by some art-«loving Hay, who had followed the profession of the sword, as gentlemen did in those days. Be- yond the gates in a short circular sweep leading to t‘ e house, 0. grayi stone building with pointed ables rich- ly carved with birds and lowers, as one sees them occasionally in districts where the soldiers of the Common- wealth .failed to penetrate; while on either side.of the smoothly shaver! lawn, With its spreading copper beeches, was a sloping bank topped by a thick laurel hedge, beyond which lay the gardens,'each enclosed by high stone 3 walls. (To be continued.) THE IRON DUKE'S REASONS. It is told of the Duke of Wellington that he was once out fox hunting, when the bounds on reaching the bank of a small river lost the scent. The master of the bounds apologized to the duke. “I'm afraid, your grace, our fun is over. The dogs can’t pick up the scent? - "Ten to one," replied the duke, "the fox has crossed to the other side.” "Not very likely, my lord. A for hates water." "Aye, aye," urged the duke, "but he may have crossed over by some bridge." "I don't believe there is a bridge," answered the master of the bounds. "Well," continued the duke. "unless you know to the contrary, though I was never here before. I will wager. 1 a trifi-.- you will find one within a. mile." the hunt off came upon a rudely constructed bridge. crossed it. again took up the scent and killed the fox. 'Asked for his reason for dawning that there was a bridge le'nl‘, he answered: “I saw throe or four cottages clustered to- gether on each bank of. the river, and thought the pxrople living in them would be tempted by their social feel- ings to contrive a means of visitin each other. That same inference o mine gained me one of my battles." â€"‘._â€"â€"â€"«.â€"'â€"> EFFECTS OF TOBACCO. M. Lyon, an eminent French physic- ian, has recently published in the Union Medicale an account of careful research- es which he has carried out respecting the effects of tobacco upon the atom- ach. He finds that tobmrm lessens the oontractilty of the muscles which port- ly compose tbr walls of file stomach, thus _ tation. This is an umportanl addition to the charges which medical men have brought against tobacci ’ --~-â€"â€"~â€"v.~--- . . THEY COUNT. Msrieâ€"Propmais should nave. mule by letter. anyhow. 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