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mgmw Diamond Cut Diamond OR, THE ROUT OF THE ENEMY. fifim' CHAPTER XII.â€"Continued. Upstairs again, were the head and. under-accountants' offices, Mr. Halli-= day's private room, which faced the courtyard, and was prepared with a cheerful modern paper, and was alto-l gether humanized and friendly-look-z ing, inspiring no mysterious notions whatever in the minds of the clerks, and their sample rooms, and packing rooms, filled up the remainder of the house up to the furthermost corner of its uppermost storey. It may be menâ€" , tioned that to be sent for to Mr. Hal- liday's private room, was of no morei moment to the young man who was summoned, than to go to Mr. Philli- but. the head accountant; he ran upâ€"; stairs with an equally light heart to either, three steps at a time, hands in his pockets, and a subdued whistle up- 3 on his lips; it was a thing which was constantly happening, and created no disturbance whatever in anybody's mind. But to be sent for to speak to Mr. Dane, was a very different matter. It very seldom happened, and when it did, Was looked upon as an event of a portentous nature, all his companions looking on with beating hearts and awe-stricken countenanoes at the vic- tim. who, with blanched cheeks, went 'forth to meet his doom. 3 Upon a certain grey and somewhat' moist morning in the month of May, all the clerks at Dane and Trichet’s were sitting together over their daily duties. In the outer rooms the pens scratched freely, wooden chairs scrap- e‘d restiessly upon the wooden floor, and subdued whispers of conversation concerning contemplated "runs" for‘ next Saturday to St. Albans or to Sevenoaks, were carried on surrepiâ€" tiously between ill-kempt heads bent mysteriously together, under cover of those customary sounds of daily toil. In the second room, behind carefully closed folding doors, life was taken in: Ill altogtherl easier fashion. The car-l peted floor gave forth no inharmoni-i ous scrapings, neither did the rapid! aerate-hinge of pen interfere to any! i serious degree with the conversation, whilst the presence of the morning papers upon a side table gave evidence that the three privileged young men who occupied this room were in no danger of overtaxing their strength by the assiduity of their labors. As a matter of fact, the House might easily, no doubt, have dispensed with their services altogether, but for the fact ih'lt the House was pro-eminently Con- servative in its customs. iFrom timei immemorisl there had always beenl three upper clerks, who were sons of? gentlemen, upon the regular staff, andi so the habit was kept up, not so muchl from any inherent merit in the system,l as from a due regard to the ancient usages of the firm. , In older days, no doubt, the chairs in the second room were reserved for younger brothers and cousins, and for the sons of widows whose husbands had in some fashion been connected with the partners. 'But for a long time there had been a paucity of sons to claim the doubtful privileges of thel ition. and it was only within the! ast year that a truly astonishing fact! had come to pass. The 01:! names ofi the firm were, by a curious coincidence, l reproduced in the upper cierks' ofâ€" ties. Geoffrey Dane had been transplant: ed, at his father's request, from an. idle life at home, to one vacant stool, whilst a young man of the name .ofv Albert Trichet had been suddenly rais-' ed from the outer office to fill another.l Trichet. or Tricky, as his fellow clerks! called him, was in himself a mystery; Whether or no he had any right to the‘ name he bore, was a matter which pos-j sibiy Matthew Dane was alone aware- of, and sometimes, when he was spoken‘_ of before his chief, the great many would smile in a curious manner,j which led beholders to suppose that he. knew more of the matter than he was willing to sayâ€"possibly, he had at‘ any rate no legal right to it, or per-’ hips his connection with the extinct: family of the Lyons partner was so re- mote as scarcely to warrant the claim at all. i Geoffrey and Miles Faulkner were. of opiniitn ihit Albert was a Trichetj only on his mother's side. and _had§ idopted the name as a means of bring-T .ng himself into notice and favor. [ Albert himself, it may be said, be-v lievcd religiously in his moral right :0 the. name. and with it, in a Divine: right of inheritance, which investcdl L'i‘iii. in his own eyes, with a ccrtaini :inoun' of importance in the House. if". czune, he told his friends. of a side branch. but undoubtedly of a true oran‘li. of the old faintly, of which he was zit-i last survivor. \Vhen he wax-' .‘d criifi~Tcn'i;il, he would sometimes? aini iiiystciiously that he had beAn' able once to be of service to Mr. Dana, and lint Mr. Dane was not likely ever to forget it. There is no doubt that, be. cherished hopes of bring one day ad-i mitted into partnership, on the: strength both of this unknown service! and of his mum. - a small :sirous of keeping ‘deed, Albert even affected a slight a judge of human nature, and had too genuine a reverence for the greatness he represented, to fling it rasth into the hands of the unworthy, or the ad- venturer. In person, Albert Trichet was small and thin, he had dark hair, and small, cunning-looking eyes, his skin was brown and wrinkled, and he cultivated black moustache, carefully waxed up at the ends, and a still smal- ler black tuft upon his chin, which added to the foreign aspect he was de- up. Sometimes, in- foreign accent, but this was only when he was particularly desirous of imâ€" pressing his origin upon others-any affectation in speech is troublesome to remember, and "Tricky" only rememâ€" 'bered it occasionally. The third occupant of the room was, in appearance, exceedingly different to his companions. He was a large, fair man, of almost Herculean proportions; his broad shoulders and deeper chest were asource of envy and admiration to his friends. and the muscles of his, huge arms were felt to be worthy of all respect by his foes. It is no doubt; one of the ineradicable primary in- stincts of man that physiscal strength always carries with it, per se, a large amount of veneration. Not all the re- fining influences of civilization, not all the elevating principles of education and mental superiority can obliterate that blind and unreasonng homage which man accords to him whose bod- ily strength surpasses that of his fei- lows. There is a fascination about it; no doubt: it appeals to the senses alone, and to these lower attributes which man shares with animals and not with angels; but for all that, we most of us unconsciously bow to it. .Strength, like beauty, is felt to be a gift of the gods, and as such, an excellence in it- self. To Miles Faulkner this great gift of physical power had been freely meted out. His frame was massive, his force of endurance immeasurable; he was as one of the giants of ancient lore. Had his soul only been as fero- cious and warlike as his huge frame was massive and well-knit, then, inâ€" deed, he would have been a man to be feared as well as admired. But Providence had equalized mat- ters. In disposition, Miles Faulkner was as gentle and lamb-like as any timid maiden. His heart was soft and tender, his smile SVVeei: and shy. This Samson of modern life would have died rather than hurt a flyâ€"and not the bitterest gibe or the blackest injury to himself could have drawn' from him more than a gentle expostulation or a pitiful smile. But if, in his presence, a woman were insulted or a child or lan animal ill-treated, then wait and see what Miles would have to say to it! There were stories told as .to his method of procedure under these cir- cumstances, Once, it was said, he had come across a crowd of drunken men who were tormenting a poor old apple- woman. One had taken her stall away, others were tossing about her wares in the muddy slumâ€"others were holding her by the arms pinioned back against the wall of a house. Then came Faulkner like an avenging angel upon the scene. ‘There was not, of course, a policeman to be seen, in the dirty street; but Faulkner did not. wait for the arm of the law, his own strong arm, was ready and prompt to act. A crack to the right of him, a crack to the left, a few straight blows hit out well from the shoulder, and it was all overâ€"the ruffian crew lay scat- tered, groaning. or fled terrified in all directions, whilst Miles was leading the poor trembling old woman away [0 her home, supporting her with his arml as tenderly as though she had been his own mother. Once again a tale was told of some youths who were torturâ€" ing a poor half-starved cur by tying ropes to its legs and dragging it head- long down a stony road. There was a canal, and a high brick wall handy, as Miles Faulkner came along and met the. inhuman masqueraders. One strong grip of his fist behind one offender's coat collar, another wrench at the arm of the. other, and both were disposed of. One was lifted completely up over the wall into a timber yard beyond, and the other dropped quietly into the canal; wh.le Miles untied the grind- ing ropes round the poor dog's legs, and carried him home to his own lodgings under his arm. 'lhsse things were matters of his- t0iy. and “lrousers”-~o called from illt' galling rings upon his legs which those. criioi ropes il‘lt’i madeâ€"lives and f oni‘ishes still to testify to the truth of it. flat to sec Miles now, as he sits balâ€" anring a [)ilp‘l‘ knife betwixt the thumb of one hand and the forefinger of the other, \viih ii bland smile upon his broad rugged face, and one kindly cyi glittering behind his eyeglass wh‘lst the Olhi‘l‘ blinks in pleasan- sympathyâ€"to see. him now, it would not have been easy to credit him with these grim tales of bloodshed and re- I saw her plainly, she was sitting by Albert modestly, wondering more and the governor's table with her arms stretched out, and I'm pretty sure! she was crying. I heard her votce plainly â€"her bat-k was turned to meâ€"and ihen someone shut the door on me and turnâ€" ed the by Now would it have bem your aunt Geoff, to bu sitting in the office like. a culprit praying and. be- seeching, and. crying?" “You were evidently not intended to see'her, Tricky," here remarked Geof- frey. “Dont you think you may be a bit indi5creet in mentioning all this, even to us?" "’ihat's the very first time in my life I've ever been accused of indiscre- tionl" cried 'l‘richet, turning round somewhat sharply upon him, and there was a glitter. of anger in his' eyes; for Albert Trichet hated Geoffrey in the secret depths of his heart, With ahat- red born of envy and fed upon rivalry. "I don'tl see that there is any breach of confidence where one has not; been pledged to secrecyâ€"that was an of- fcnsive remark, Geoffrey, and I think you ought to apologise. Don't you think so, Milesl” "I confess I don't; see it. Geoffrey only spoke his opinion; we can say what we think in this room, Tricky, without giving offence, and I'm cer- tain Geoffrey meant none." Faulkner said this with his usual placid smile; he was always the arbi- trator and the peaceâ€"maker in any dispute. “I meant no offence, Tricky," said Geoff. “In that case I withdraw my re- more what all this preamble was lead~ ing to. . "Do you remember cumstances of the case? “I think so, Mr. Dane." l “Let me refresh your memory. Ihad reason to suspect Leon do Brefour, some time head clerk in the Lyons branch of the house, of some irregul- arities in the conduct of the business. [entrusted you with a secret mission to discover whether or no my suspio~ ions were correct. In a very humble position. you took your place in the Lyons office and watched matters for me for the space of three monthsâ€"ra- porting progress to me by letter every day. 'l'hen the transfer of a large sum of money having been confided 10 de Brcfour, ‘you undenook to follow him. and have him arrested should you see that he was not taking the money to its proper destination. Youi did so follow him, .with the result than: you plainly proved that he was bound,-not to Vienna, but to New York; and as clear a case of fraudulent embezzle- ment as has ever been made out would have been conclusively proved against. him, had not the engine of thtt train in which you and he were both in run off the line, and so precipitated the thief to a doom more awful than: any ih‘lt the law could have brought upon him. This is what happened is it. not?" and as Matthew Dans ended his relation be bent his eyes sternly and fixedly upon his clerk. “You were in that train, Trichet‘i' the words this time were no longer an assertion of "l the circum- mark," replied the other; "but, Geoff, fact, th~.y were an interrogation. do you think it could have been- auni‘i" he pursucd eagerly. Geoffrey l i gh doutiight. your insatiable curiOsity was of.en assurcelthfi train. of amusement to his companions. lplied Trichet, with assurance. Torch‘t's’in one of the three last “Undoubtedly 1 was in it, sir." re- “I was carriages of which escaped as by a miracle from the fate of the front por- “I should say it was in tho highest lionâ€"six carriages followed the engine degree improbable," he riplied, remem- Off the lines, and were dashed into a bei’ing that he had seen Mrs. and the Halliday girls home after-a Dane thousand pieces at the bottom of the embankment. Leon do Bi'efour was in ball at! three o'clock in the morningâ€" one of themâ€"I had seen him get in at the girls fresh as daisies, and their unâ€"" the Station." fortunate chaperon in the last stages of fatigue and exhaustion. .' Geoffrey feli‘ absolutely certain that morning, it. could not very, decidedly have been his wife. » Then Geoffrey dipped his pen into the ink and bent his head over his writing again. He took very little in- terest in Albert's speculation, although something, he hardly knew what, had arrested his attention at the beginning of his story. "What a fool I am,” he said to‘ him- self. "Every time I hear a woman mentioned my thoughts fiy to her. It shows what a contemptible condition of “Ab! Are you quite certain. Tri- ' chet, that! do Brefour was killed?" To Be Continued. GAY GORDONS HOME AGAIN. Triumphant Return of the Heroes of [Mrgal llclghls. lBritish papers to hand give lengthy reports of the homeâ€"coming of tho Gor- don thlanders, the heroes of Dargai Lhemost fiercely-â€"-contested battle of , the recent campaign against the Afridi led back suddenly into weakness I must still be in. ‘ She has fund other tribes on the. north-west In- lcft me, and betrayed my affection. d-an f. L- . , x . . , _ Hive I not determined to forget her, to! l “m ler‘ r11” bmdonb were l‘md tread out her imaga from my fancy, ,ed at Liverpool, where they immediate- It's only amatter of time after all.lly enu'dmed 1501‘ Edinburgh. their 11110“ glfittyhAtngefl ‘lofiliteddlast 1113313 iheadquarters. They arrived at the owwe ta'sotwie, resssuie , . e.- , her and the crimson roses in her 3+0)?” Guy 9n Jjnd‘ly’ _Lhe 9Lh ult- bosom. No mysteries about that girl, “1‘3” reception 18 described by the I'll b0 bound! ' and then there flzish- Jog-,1] papers, as having nu parallel in his memory ithe last fifty years of the city's hisâ€" something that .Rose de Brefour had] I ,, ) ff h , . I h said to him once. “Xou will marry-Lou’- “Ml 30‘ 0 L 8 train 4t t 9 one of those girls one day, 'NVheniNorth British Waverly station, and, Matthew Dane makes up his mind to a {marching along Prince's street, were '«a lt is hardly necemary to say llt:it:V'\‘!1iZQ- . ' . ghpso “apes. “finch “'gre us cle‘tr as? _Albcrt Trichet IS holding .'0 daylight to Matthew Dane, had nevefihis follows. and they are'boihlistening been {a the smallest degree encourng-tio him attentively â€"- Miles with. his ad by him. Never, in his wildcst imag- , lizy pleasant smile â€"-_Gcoffrcy with things. hid he hitherto contemplatediearncst brown cyos fised upon him, for a moment the very remotest inssi-llcfining forward upon_ his elbow and biliiy of such a contingency as turn-{nibbling the cud of his quill pen as h:- ing Albert Trichet into a partner. If llstcnS. _ _ . he allowed him to retain the fiction "It's the first time in the course of of his name, it was in order to mun-j jail my experience that I've ever heard him without making invldious prefer-inf 'Mrs. Dane coming down to the ences, according to ihe exact measurol’9ffl'c.” remarked Miles. when a paur of his merits, but no more. Phillibutflm Trit‘hcl's rapid story enabled him. 'to the head accountant. with his heritage put in a word. . of four sons, laid passed through the ."Mrs. Dancl poohâ€"it was no more great man's brain as a possible succes- Mrs. Dane than it was you. I tell sor to the fortunes of the house. but you this was a tall woman with a never Albert Trichet. He was too good Ellshl [1811”. and 83 I Opened the door thing, it generally takes p‘ace'" She 1joined byV'lhe Gordon Highlanders ex- said, and as he remembered them the words came; back with a certain: shock to him. What did the know. of Mat-v thew Dane and his character? At, the time she h.:d put him off with some vague answer, and he had been satisâ€" fied, but now they came back to him with a certain significance. \Vas it possible that she did know him, and [hit intimately, that thit vague quick- ening at his heart at Trichet's des- cription had been but a prescience of the truth, and that she had been in this very house this very day? So near, and yet. he had not! known itl Heavens! was this possible? 'He felt a sudden sense of suffoization, the pen. dropped from his fingcrs, and he passed his hand hurriedly across his face. Then the door- opened, and the mess- enger stood upon the threshold. {Hod Madame de Brrfour herself entered the room, poor Geoffrey. who flattered himself that for her harshness and cruelty to him he had toast her forth fmm his heart, could hardly have started more. . 7, Mr. Danci would be glad. if Mr. Tri- chet wouldstep into his room for a moment, was the message. and’ Albert rose quickly with a delightful sense of importance to obey the summons. Mr. Dane's room consisted of one-in- [ler chamber, small and lit by a sky- light, and an outer vestibule where messengers and errand boys had occas- ionilly to wait for orders. There was a boy waiting there now as 'l'richet passed through to the holy of holies within. - Mr. Dane laid down his pen as his clerk entered, and surveyed him for the space of some ten_ seconds in a izi‘it'ic.;l silcncc which was i‘allicr tryâ€" ing toitsobject; it was as though he were weighing in his own mind who- iher or no the young man -was wor.hy of his roufidcncc. During the scru- tiny Albert ltokcd modestly dewn at his own varnished boots. "1 think it was you who opened. the door this morning ’I‘rirhet, was it noi? ' he said at lciigth. "Yes, sir." “You came with these credit ac- ronnis of Bellamy s. didn’t you?" ‘ Mr. Hailiduy had sent me, other- “15"” "Just so. quite right." “i trust I did not intrude, Mr. Dane?" "Not at all. You saw, of course, ih'li I was engaged with a l‘niy. 'lrichcii' Just for half a second Albert hesita- ted. Should he tell a lo. and say he hid not' seen? Fortunately for himself he thought better of this idea, and owned that he certainly had seen a tidy in the room. 'l‘hon Mr. Dunc busied himself for a ‘17"? minutes amongst the papers on his table. It was evident to Albert hzit what he was about to say was of some importance. "You rendered! mea great service once, Trichei." i “I was lucky indeed. Mr. Dane. have been able to help you," to replied Great , Members Association, the pipers of Guthrie's Industrial school, and the bands of the Scots Greys and Queen’s Volunteers. Up the street they marched, the bands all playing "Cock 0' the-i North," and the wildly, excited crowds cheering,: yelling, and shooting with delight. 'lhe crowds made sev- eral attempts to rush the police lines and mingle with the Gordons, and were kept back only by the most strenuous eflorts. When the procession had pass- ed from the West end and into Castle terrace to the corner of J’ohnstone Isircet â€" a. narrow thoroughfare -â€"ihe chccring and excitement reached a tremendous pitchu \Vith a crash, strong wooden barriers erected along each side of the roadway to assist ' the police in holding back the crowds, were torn down and the people surged in upon the soldiers. In an instant the ranks were broken, and ’ the troops, struggled in ones, twos. and ihrccs through the street, with men. shaking ihnr h..nds or clapping them on the luck, and women and children kissing lh-iain. When thcy reached ih”. cndof the street order was partially restor- ed, but. it was noit until the regiment reached the Esplanade, whence the public were excluded, that they were l‘c-formed and dismissed to bar- racks. ' ’l be next day they were entertained at dinner by the municipality. The dinner took place in thelarge hall of lh.‘C01‘ll Exchange, Bailie Kinlock An- dcrson presiding. Lord. lloscbci'y w..s among the di;~.tingoishcd guests pruâ€" scni. On Sund::y the: regiman altrud- od divine service :it St. Uiles' calh.k drsii,and on each Occasion thcirt march througntho streets was a journey of triumph. At list accounts all kinds of honours were still in store for them. ENGLAND'S SHIPBUILDlNG BOOM in Allied lndinlrleu Stimulated by "it Business orlbc Year. After along period of self-abase- mom and the bewailing of British commercial and industrial decadence, Englishmen have been checring them- sllvcs during new Year's week with the statistics of the shipbuilding boiim In 1818. British. shipbuilders closed 'hc yl-ar with about 2,000.0“) tons of work on hand. which is nearly four times the total tonnage buili in all foreign countries in 1897 and. an inâ€" crease of :00 OJO tons on the shipping .mer construction at the outset of the year. The total value of mercantile ship- bu'lding in' 1898 is £L’OOC0 {‘00. and tho llicd industries have naturally been stimulated. ‘ Out of Bea li’s Shadow .â€" THE EXPERIENCE OF A LADY W80 HAD GIVEN UP HOPE. _.â€"~ Tortured With Pains In the Stomach nor Four Yearsâ€"Doctors and hospital main“: Failed to [Ipr Herâ€"In Iliu- Extremity Dr. Winning-"rink rim Restored [ler to Health. From the Pembroke Observer. Wherever man is to be found there also, side by side with him, is disease and suffering. Those who have deâ€" voted iheir lives to the alleviation of the suffering and bodily weakness of human organization are surely bene- factors of their kind, and deserve the praise of all mankind. For special honors inthis line maybe pointedout the discoverer ofthat wonderful reme- dy, Dr. Willianis’ Pink Pills for Pale People. Recently the case of Mrs. Maggie Brunette, of Chichester, Que., came prominently under the notice of the Observer reporter. He felt it to be his duty. on hearing of Mrs. Bru-' nette's restoration from prostrate ill- ness to health, to interview the lady and record her experience for the bene- fit. ofothers who may need the healing influences of Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. Mrs. Brunette's farm home was found to be very comfortable and even ele- gant, located near thebase of an imâ€" mense hill, an outguard of the Lauren- tian Mountains. The reporter was warmly welcomed and Mrs. Brunette said she was very glad to have an opportunity to testify to the great benefit. Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills had conferred upon her. She is 42 years of age now. Her husband, the late Chas. Brunette, died 14 years ago, and after his death she worked very hard for some years, with the result that she became complctcly run down, so much so that, although quite tell, she weighed only about 90 pounds. After taking 1m slightest food she felt such distress that she was compelled to lie down for hours, being so weak that she was unable to siti up. At last she thought she must have been' attacked by cancer of the stomach, so violent were the pains that constantly haras- sed her. She consulted the best phy- sicians and spent more than ‘a hundred dollars in treatment and medicine, in addition to which she spentlnine weeks in the hospital at Pembroke. But withai she was ill four years and des~ paired of ever being well. Finally. she decided to give Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills a trial, and accordingly she pro~ cured six boxes. Although they bene- fited her almost from the time she began taking them, she kept" on taking the pills until she had taken sixteen boxes, and then felt that she was com- pletely cured, the pill accomplishing in three months what four years of medical treatment had failed to do. From that time, nearly three years ago. Mrs. Brunette has been in good health, needing no medicine. "You can see,” said Mrs. Brunette, as the reporter was departing, “that I am in perfect health. I attend to all my house- hold work, and the dairy and poultry, and hive a large number of cows to milk. I never fail to my a good word for Dr. \Villiams' Pink Pills when I have an opportunity, for they .did won- derful things for me." Mrs. Brunette is a well educated lady, speaking French and English fluently. BEAUTIFUL EYES. â€"_ Those With Largo. l'nplis Arc Apl to B Dcfecllvc. A. large pupil is one of the chief beauties of the eye, and so well is this recognized, that the atropia, which dilates the pupil, has been named bel- ladonna. Yet a dilated pupil is a very common sympt an of defective vis- ion. The iris isa shutter to regulate the amount of light falling on the rut- ina, and if the latter be defective it re- quires ii. larger supply. Hence a di- lated pupil is often associated with a feeble retina, which, of course, means feeble vision. Short-sighted people have often a greater convexity of the front of the cornea, and. this lends a. certain brightness to the eye. Apart from these mtchiinicai causes, there is a very common. but unexplained, assoâ€" ciation of (left-Clive sight, and iiii irri- table and easily inflamed eye, with some of the rarer and more beautiful colored iri.~.es. 'l h: much-admired vio- let eye, and certain shades of gray and blue, often suffi-r from such associateâ€" cd.defi-cts. Those with long eyeâ€"hashes are said to be more subject to “stye” and other infhuiimations. CULTIVATE KINDNESS. Kindness is more than mutability, it implies thoughtfulness and heart cul- ture. Many Chiistian [maple are brusque and severe wiihout thought lll‘li ihry commit wrong, but lhcy have failed to cultivate the IllOnt beautiful grace of kindness. It is not; enough to try not to be unkind, {in unless one Seeks to be kind he has fallen short of duty. No one can be as good as he ~hould be \si.liout striving to culiiizite kindlins‘s‘i of spirit. "Charity suffo-r- uth long and ii kind." Kindness dis- arms prejudice and hate and await-as confident», overcomes evil with good. liintlnt-ss makes the gloomy smile, .‘\$'8lfi.(fni litter thoughts, stri-ngthonrl the faint and loads the sinful from path of sin. Of all things in life which we may regret, kindness is (111'! that causes no repentance, but in in- trospect there is no more bitter pang than remembrance of kind things we might or should have said, but left un- ic-H, with deeds undone. “’ordswmth says: That best portion of a good man's life, His little nameless, uni-remembered acts of kindness and of love. In all departments of life, church and home, kindness is 1 lubricant which makes the hardest tfiik. easy and the heaviest burden light. .. ,s-.....-..â€".-- w