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Durham Chronicle (1867), 1 Mar 1917, p. 6

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SUNDERTAKING +++++4~+ ++4~§~§~§0§° These prices are guaran- teed against reduction be- fore August 1. 1917, but not against advance. C. Smith 6: Sons Effective August 18111916 the prices of Ford Cars will be as follows: These prices are all F.(). 8. Ford, Ontario. Trains leave Durham at, 7.0.3 rum. and 3.45 p.xn. Trains mum: at Durham at 11.20am. 2.30 p.m., and 8.45 p.121. EVERY DAY EXOE PT SUNDAY Trains will arrive and depart as f0?- lows, until urthex- noticezu P.M A.M. A.M P.2d The long afternoon dragged by in a monotonous fashion and Tom was Ford Car Prices both disappointed and troubled when Molly, the mulatto stewardess, in~ formed him that none of the ladies: EfiBCtiVB Allfl'llSt 15b. 1: 118 would appear for dinner. G. T. Bell, U. E. Homing, GJ’. Agent, D. P. Ag Montreal. T01 J. TOVVNER. Depot Agent \V. CALDER, Town Agent \ Canadian Pacific Railway Time Table 9.24 12.07 ” Priceville “ 7.4” 4.21! 9.31 12.17 “ Glen “ 7.30 4.1;; 9.33 12 Ill “ Mc‘VilliamS“ 7.26 Hit? 9.50 12.33 “ Durham “ 7.15 3.55 10.04 12.47 " Allan Park 7.01 3.41 10.14 12.57 ” Hanover “ 6.52 3.32 10.2.? 1.05 " Maple Hill “ 6.43 3333 10.35 1.20 “ Walkel‘um 630 3.11) R. J. ACFARLANE. Town Agar.“ [IIII m..0...pr...... IO _nw\c.m_r.uukv.l_ 3.25 [.v. Toronto U n. 8.10 Lv. Toronto N. 9.13 11.55 .\l‘. Saugeen J. OQOOOOOOQQOOOOOO0000900096:a; PAGE SIX. . , WM””§§§§§OO 000 v ~r - -- ~ 090... - w. H3 BEAN Big 4 TINSMITHING “I VI :Krg 58 h 18 UPHUBd Mr. VI. 'Kress has opened at the re: 11 of the fm nitux room and 15 p1 9pm ed to kinds of Linsmithing. ‘ ("urtain Scrinfi at and 15¢. per V Tourino' (, Roadster Chassis â€" Couplet Town - Sedan - Bod Comforters, from $4.50 each. White Red \mx Prints Undertaking receives attention Grand Trunk Railway TIME-TABLE FURNITURE 811C EDWARD KRESS Dealers, Burban- Cheaper Than the Cheaga;:st Opposite the Old Stand ‘ Rugs, ()ilcloths Window Shmles Lace Curtains all Household Furnishings $1.50 per pair. If possible I Wish to dispOsc 0" my Muir» «Av-k ! f end of the present year, and if Drives 4: on» and ‘n 4 will move the buying pubiic then our stuck ~le h» move. We are determined to get, rid of :t. m m. you to see for yourself. Tbe‘: stock consists of Dry Goods im-luding fim blankets, woollen goods. men’s mulewv. :1). émiius wear. men’s pants and overalls. ginghnuls. mush ladies’ and gent’s sweaters. Call and get our Moving sale prices. for you. Eggs 2: am“ magmatic Priceville ‘ Glen ‘ Mc‘Villimns Durham ‘ Allan Park Hanover ' Maple Hill ‘ Walkel‘ton each. AND am +++++++4 % + % ALL MUST Bk SuLl) 495 00 475.00 450 00 695.00 780 00 890.00 03-4- ”wmgffr A t . .- ”‘IV as A ‘- v. v v N; -- g! V? Ju AJM P.2d Al‘. 11.3.3 Agent, Toronto. ent S. SCOT; 810 ,9 prices. 'l‘hw'e’s [llUll' Eggs and Ruth-'1 ink?“ as “Shows.” said Tom sagely, "just how much one thoughtless girl can turn things {Opsy-turvy. . . . But. hang it all; I’m sorry you’re not en- joying your luncheon. Feeling ill?” The girl had pushed back her plate, and she now sat silently contemplat- ing her hands clasped upon the table- edge. “Police!" she exclaimed :: a shocked voice. “Is it really as bad titeâ€"it will be gone in a minute.” And she mustered up the ghost of a smile. Tom, though, continued to watch her, his own countenance reflecting his suddenly awakened concern, 1111 ile her smile grew until presently she was apparently her normal self again. “There!-â€"it is gone!” she lightly de- clared, and, to Toms immense relief, commenced chattering gayly, and did not again allude to the “scatter- brained” cousin. But neither did she do more than trifle with the succession of dishes which Hewitt’s deft hands placed before her. , “Captain Phinney”â€"her tones werei now bitingâ€"‘ am I to understand that you will not allow me to go toâ€"go ashore simply because I haven’t a: scrap of paper from a person who has] no control whatever over my move-n ments? It’s too absurd! You are downright insulting to demand such a thing when you have my word that it. is perfectly proper for me to go.” Tom squirmed miserably. “Maybe I didn’t express myself very wellâ€"” he began. . “You did not, indeed!” she indig- nantly agreed. “It’s highly important “Iâ€"Iâ€"believe I am not feeling very well,” she replied faintly, meeting his anxious look with eyes so somber that Tom was alarmed. “A touch of head- acheâ€"don’t let me spoil your appe- titeâ€"it will be gone in a minute.” And she mustered up the ghost of a. smile. ”When the meal was finished, her mood underwent another abrupt change; she grew serious again. ‘ “NEW, if 3'6u will excuse me, I be- lieve I will go and lie down for a while.” ' His eagerness to serve her was re-i warded with a smile that made her lovely countenance inexpressibly sweet and winning :but it was manifest even to his heedless regard that she was distrait and wanted to be alone. “The other young lady seems ter-‘ ribly worried,” Molly enlarged; “she has something on her mind that’s driv- ing her distracted. Missâ€"your friend is trying to quiet her.” The news augmented his curiosity. “What seems to be the matter?" he asked. “Yes, do,” he urged. “Too bad you should feel so! Isn’t there anything1 I can do ?â€"â€"-anything I can get you?” “Don’t know,” replied Molly with an air of importance. “She just suffers and don’t say anything. She's a high- strung young lady, the kind that feels more than most do. She’s taking it pretty hard, mutateyer her trouble may be.” As he dined in solitary grandeur. Tom puzzled over the circumstance not a little, and, as was usual with him, the inference was slow in com- I can or cannot waitâ€"I don’t propose to.” “De1iaâ€"-" She stamped a foot. “Don’t call me that name!" she stormedâ€"“don’t you dare! I detest it! Besides, it’s rude and impertinent and ungentlemanly in you to take such a. liberty.” She moved quickly into the gangway. “If you won’t, I will. Thank goodness, I can run a motor- As he dined in solitary grandeur. Tom puzzled over the circumstance not a little, and, as was usual with him, the inference was slow in com- ing, that whatever had upset the mys- terious young lady, it must have oc- curred on the yacht. The merriment of all three, as they came aboard last night, testified to this fact. At any rate, he thus accepted the conclusion. without taking into account that the trouble was a secret one, and that it is woman’s peculiar gift to be able to hide carking care behind a mask of gayety. But he had scarcely got his pipe to going before one of the watch sought him out where he had retired upon the bridge, bearing the information that a. young lady wanted to see him im- mediately at the gangway. - He descended to the main deck and made his way aftward with as brave a show of nonchalance as he could rally. The night was clear and starlit, and consequently the darkness was not so dense as it had been the previ- ous night; therefore, when he arrived at the gangway he was able to make out that the group standing there were in the midst of a Strained situation. The first officer. Mr. Mercer, and two sailors showed plainly that their state of mind was exceedingly black and cheeriess, while the girl stood a tittie apart, impatiently tapping the deck with one foot. As soon as he approached she ad- dressed him eagerly. “Oh, Captain Phinney! It seems that I am trying to transcend your au- thority. I’m sorry. But I’m so anx- lous to be taken over to the Clare- mont landing that I never thought there might be any special formalities to be observed-” v b.5‘...‘ Ullv‘il‘o “Why, I supbose it’s all right," he returned uneasily. “You have aâ€"erâ€" a permit from Mr. Willard, of courseâ€"‘2” "She drew swiftly back with a lithe movement. “Permit!” she exclaimed uncompre- hendingly. Tom’s fears were realized; she had none, and he groaned inward- lyâ€"“I don’t understand.” - He all at once felt as unhappy as Mercer looked. Wheeling upon that gentleman, he snapped in an under- tone: “Beat it!” and the first officer and the two sailors vanished with as- tonishing agility. ' "You see,” once more addressing the girl, “it's this way: Last thing Mr. Willard told me before he went down- town himself was that nobody was to come aboard or go ashore without his express consent. Mr. Brownlow in- structed me to the same efiect. Now, If you haven’t something to show that It’s all right, you see what a fix you are placing me in, don’t you?” The girl straightened, and Tom could feel the angry glance that swept him. He looked helplessly off toward the landing, conspicuous under the blaze of electric bulbs, with 'a faint hope that Max Willard would appear and end the situation; but there was no sign of him. “You did not, indeed!” she indig- nantly agreed. “It’s highly important â€"but I’ll not trouble to explain. I want to be taken over to the landing at once.” The unfortunate skipper’s predica- ment, as thev say in newspapers, “can be better unagined than described.” mmnence theLaeemedrags-Jm y oth Willard comes? I don-’t doubt but that It will be all right.” She was now angry through and through. “Then Why do you stand there talk. Ing like a simpleton?” she flared at him. “It’s not a question of whether I can or cannot waitâ€"I don’t propose to.’! boat?’ Mechanically he reached forth a hand and caught her arm. And with the contact it was as if a miracle had happened for him; his discomposure left him, and all timidity and irresoluv tion vanished. “Dear girl,” he said unsteadily-â€" “Deliaâ€"don’t do this thing; don’t force me into such a. trying position. If I were anybody in whom you are the least bit interested, the last thing you would expect of me would be to dis- obey orders.” He had both her hands in his. Sud- denly she began pulling and tugging In a furious but vain effort to loosen his grasp. “Youâ€"you wretched, miserable, irb ritating creature!” she cried tearfully. "I have to go. Can’t you get it into your stupid head?” “Deliaâ€"Deliaâ€"don’t!” he beseeched her, quite beside himself once more. “Dear girl, listen to reason.” Gradually he was drawing her to him. Then both were stricken mo- tionless and silent. There is no way of ascertaining how this episode would have ended had it. been permitted to continue its natural course. Perhaps it had already ended. As far as this irate young lady was concerned, perhaps it was all over with Tom, and he‘was properly brand- ad an outcast and a pariah. However that may be, right at this juncture there came an interruption sumciently Btartling to jolt both of them from Even so absorbing a situation as the bresent one. From somewhere forward, without the slightest warning, there broke orth a noise of scuffiing and of a man ursing. The intent behind the tumult as so sinister and so wickedly par-- eful, that, in terror, the girl in- tinctively shrank close to Tom. He ' ssed a protecting arm about her; d both stared intently forward, try- ing to penetrate the gloom. The scuffling and swearing ceased as abruptly as it had begun. Next in. stant they heard a resounding splash, the thrilling cry of “man overboard!” xvhich was immediately followed by a «mom! loud splash. The two raced forward to find most Of the crew gathered at the port rail. over which they were leaning and peering excitedly into the river. Tom was not so disturbed that he failed to notice how his companion clung to his arm. He gave the hand a little squeeze and drew her closer. “What’s the trouble here?” be de- manded. “Where’s Mr. Mercer?" Winnard, the vicarious second unto. pointed down toward the watar. THE D {Till .Ul ("HRONICLIL 1nere, sir," he replied. “A . wanted to jump overboardâ€"aim 7 foolâ€"and Mr. Mercer tried to him. Before anybody could he}: the man knocked him down and over the rail. Mr. Mercer was: over after him." Already life-buoys ha bet? to the struggling pair in the mi? a boat was being rapidly ion-2:2“ glanced over the faces in the 5:: light. ' - “Who was the man?” he art. A moment’s silence, then so spoke up: “The big fellow ccl' lis, sir.” i "Lively, can’t swin Deiia Goes Ashore. The boat was quickly guid Mercer’s Shouts to the point whe two men had drifted gown-s With one arm hooked over a 11:} he was sustaining with the oi‘uo the limp form of John (mats, peared to be unconscious. 3-. or two later both bedraggl w: were upon deck. O The first officer, finding .1713; ‘z;'.. - tain was obdurate in the matter “just one jolt” to drive out L1.-:_.- e. that had entered into his Vimix', 3 out an oath and reminded Tom. that might have swum ashore Meow-i wasting his energies upon a surly t gar like Callis. “I take it for granted,” was t sharp retort, “that you have me sense of your duty than to do sud] thingâ€"or to stand here ragoeiir-wi with your superior, either. 'Wha the matter with the fellow? He ha 971 had time to drown.” Mercer cast a scowling the limp form outstretched deck. “I don’t know,” he replied, he struck his head upon sc floating in the waterâ€"a plan} He’s bleeding like a stuck pig to hell he broke his neck!" After the expression of this kir sentiment in behalf of the injt inan, Mr. Mercer hastened away a ,a. dry change, and Cams was Currie {his berth, where an ugly scalp w:- gas neatly dressed by Hewitt’s at. ngers. But at that very instant a above told him that the (211: been sighted upon the lane. few seconds later he heard chugging shoreward. As he re-entered the cabin a. cm; opened and Delia came toward him still wearing her hat. She knew noth ing of the seriousness of Callis’ in juries, and Tom.considered it unnec essary to tell her. “Since the excitement has passed without tragedy,” she said, her man- ;ner and utterance extremely formal “there is no reason why I shouldnt proceed with my errand--â€"uni as I am a prisoner. ” “Please don’t talk that way,” he protested, hurt to the quick by her tone. “You are not a prisoner. And you can’t be so unreasonable as to blame me for doing my duty. Even now the launch is fetching Mr. Willard pa; he’ll be on board in a minute.” She colored. In splte of her out- fraged feelings, she could not deny that this big, blunderlng, stupid, simple- ted manâ€"the adjectives are all . er ownâ€"affected her in a way that filled her soul with an extraordinary commingling of gladness and terror. he was stirred by the strangest dis- foord of emotionsâ€"a joy that was in- icomprehensible, and a powerful some- “If Mr. \V’illard (iii-(3‘: pretty soon." announc: Lake the liberty of fetcii I Delia had already retired to be room, and Tom stood watchin steward. “I Am Not Entirely Helplessâ€"If Neo- essary I Can Appeal to Mr. Wil- lard." thing within her that instinctively rose up and strove mightily to drive it forth. She looked wonderingly upon the man who had wrought this mir- acle; then an imp of perversity seized her, and she wanted more than any- ;hing else to punish himâ€"wound him ‘râ€"make him smart and writhe. Tom stood watching her with a. look or grave concern. of grave concern. “Surely,” he said presently, “ you are not thinking of going down-town alone at this time of night? It is past eight b'clock’f " She turned upon him petflshb. “Captain Phinney, do your responsi. bmties as master of the Kohinur ex- tend beyond the length of her anchor hawser? I am not entirely helpless; it necessary I can appeal to Mr. Wil- lard-u He winced. And at this moment Wilg lard entered the cabin. His mien was anxious and troubled. “What’s this about Cams?" he 60': nanded. Manifestly he had received home sort of account of the occurrence He saw her enter a telephone-booth; then he took up his station outside him tojoin them; but hewas not be persuaded. Minutes passed. He reflected that fine telephone conversation was be- poming uncommonly long drawn out. when he was attracted by the booth .gdoor opening behind him, and a moan . He slewed round to behold the girl was unsteadiiy to the door-knob. had not troubled to readjust her. well. and he could see that her mouth: hm drawn in line; of main; and “Captain Phinney, do your responsh bmtles as master of the Kohinur ex- tend beyond the length of her anchor lhawser? I am not entirely helpless; :11 necessary I can appeal to Mr. Wil- “I don’ t like the looks 0: it, -9. 1 .. aid the latter. “He ought to 1:...» loctor. His skull may be cracked me '9’ 11. Tom 3 CHAPTER V shout from I ‘. A". stat wling 100k shout aft shov u 1: T on injurcd re uni IDOT UH 1.1 11 1,0 on the way to me yacntl Tom briefly told him and, to avoid yturther agitating the girl, suggested ithat he see Mr. Hewitt at once. -_.A"I1I‘ “Before you do,” he added “I would like to know whether the order about going and coming includes this young lady? Willard brushed back the stray ed lock of white hair with the same tired gesture that Tom had vitnessed be store. He sighed profoundly. “No,” he said, “it does not. I made no exceptions because I wanted to avoid -explanations. Callis is the only one of my party at whom the order was particularly aimed . . . Lox-d! What a source of anxiety he has bc-eni . . . The other three men will cause you no trouble on that score; they understand that they are to re- main on the yacht. Of course no stranger is to be permitted to come aboard." I “Thank you, sir,” returned Tom, ptiffly. “I Wish I had known this; 1 can follow orders only as I receive them.” - He faced the silent girl with a chal- lenging look. Willard was leaving themâ€"he disappeared. And she had not appealed to him. “I will order the launch,” he, quietly. Without a word she preceded hi up to the deck, Where he summom Mercer. He had just notified the fir oflicer that he was leaving the liohin in his charge, when Delia interrupt» in her most agreeable manner. 81 addressed the mate. “I couldn’t think of taking Captain Phinney away from his duties,” she said sweetly. “You were saying this morning that you wanted to go down- town, Mr. Mercer; if you care to ac- company me, now is your opportunity â€"of course, with Captain Phinney's consent.” And she gave that discom- flted individual a look from beneath her lowered lashes that was at once smiling and enigmatic. Naturally enough Tom was taken completely off his guard, as he was ex- pected to be; but after om» involun- tary start of surprise he rose to the pccasion, accepting it with apparent 'equanimity. Mercer’s pale, dissipated features glowed with pleasure; it had been a. long, long time since any gentle girl pad imposed a confidence in him. He glanced doubtfully at his skipper, ,who was regarding him meaningly. “Mr. Mercer may be depended on mt to lose sight of you,” Tom said pointedly, “and he’ll see you safely back to the Kohinur.” And he added to himself: “â€"or I’ll break his teeth!” Mercer laughed and helped her down the steps to the launch. Tom watched it glide away, a. black blot in the goldâ€" 911 reflection of the shore lights; he saw Mercer appear upon the landing, than stoop down and catch the girl’s hands and draw her up beside him. Next he noticed, that instead of back- ing out, turning and heading for the yacht, the sailor in charge of the launch made her fast and himself climbed upon the landing, Where he was soon lost to sight in the moving throng. This maneuver was observed by Tom with a grim smile of comprehen- sion. It could mean only one thing-â€" Miss Delia’s errand would not con- sume much time; she was not going any considerable distanceâ€"certainly not all the way down to the city; and Mercer had ordered the man to wait. So the Kohinur’s master filled and lighted his pipe, and defining a course from gangway to stem and back again, fell to pacing it with pendulum-like. regularity and patience. Meanwhile, no sooner was the launch away from the yacht than the girl’s mood underwent a sudden change.‘ Mercer had entered into the apparent gay humor of the adventure; he was even casting ahead, hoping that the opportunity would present itself of ac- quiring indefinite quantities of liquid refreshment, but his hopes and the 11- lusion of gayety were dispelled at one stroke when his companion addressed him in a tone of deep concern. “Mr. Mercer,” she said, “my errand is one of pressing importance, or, rest assured, I should not have undertaken to go down-town alone at this hour. Thanks to your kindness, I do not have to go alone, and my destination is the city only because I know of no nearby telephone station where I may be certain of privacy.” “If that’s all you want,” he re- turned, “we need go no further than the Claremont. But, I am disappoint- 8d-” With this she lapsed into silence. Mercer watched her while she armist- ed her veil so that it rendered her: completely unrecognizable, and mar. f'veled at the circumstance not a little.‘ “Mr. Mercer,” she interrupted, “please bear with me and forgive me for having persuaded you to come with me under false pretenses. I have reason to be greatly worried and anxious.” “Believe me, I am only too glad to be of service,” he gallantlv assured her. “Isn’t there somof‘xing more definite that 1 can do fox \ on?” “No, noâ€"thank you. ugly conduct me to the nearest telephone and wait: I few minutes for me.” " .1] .1.-. mil Juli; $.41 mam 9” She I Jesus lid Lesson lX.â€"First Quarter, For March 4-, 1917. THE INTERNATIONAL SERIES. Text of the Lesson, John vi, 1'21â€"Mem. ory Verses, 10, 11â€"Golden Text. Matt vi, 11â€"Commentary Prepared by Rev D. M. Stearns. This miracle of the feeding 0 men. besides women and childre: a few loaves and fishes is th miracle recorded in each of ti: gospels and seems to me to set us the one thing which believers to be doing. and that is to gi bread of life to every creature. gospel of God concerning His a trust committed to us to use benefit of others. and if we :: faithful in the ministration of 11 it will prove a serious matter lievers at the judgment seat of If any should ask. What can I d it? let such remember that tint and fish of this miracle came little boy and was [Hissibly 111: which his mother had given hi it came into the hands of th it help feed hungry He not wrought Any one who is 1 cept and use as He second part of our disciples in the (1:: rl trary wind and He praying is so sugg age during which we are in the con- flict with the world, the flesh and the devil. but He is at the right hand of the Father for us. He sees us toiling, and in the morning watch He will (.‘OIDQ. and we will he suddenly at our destination. forever with the Lord. It was Passover time. a great feast of the Lord to commemorate their deliv- erance from Egypt. but it had become merely a feast of the Jews. Not until Israel shall he delivered the second time and the nation be reborn and the Passover be fulfilled in the kingdom; shall the whole world hear of the Liv ing Bread, for then shall Israel hlos som and bud and till the face of the earth with fruit (Isa. xxvii. 6). In the meantime we who are re- deemed should be wholly occupied in giving the Bread of Life as far and as fast as possible to complete His church and bring the morning of His return. He is,’ as then, full of compassion to- ward the multitudes and is saying to us, “Give ye them to eat” (Matt. xiv. 16; Mark vi. 37; Luke ix, 13); but. like the disciples, many prefer to send them away as if it was no concern of ours. Some, like Philip and Andrew. talk of what might be done if we had the money or speak of what is in sight as wholly insufficient to accomplish any- thing. forgetting that the silver and the gold are His. and He always knows what He intends to do and how He is going to do it, and He cannot fail nor be discouraged, for He shall see of the travail of His soul and shall be satisfied (Isa. xlii, 4; liii. 11). He did not say that He would begin or make the attempt or endeavor to build His church, but He said, “I will build My church" (Matt. xvi, 18), and all His “I wills” are as good as accomplished. for every purpose of the Lord shall be performed, and no thought of His can be hindered (Ps. xxxiii, 11: Isa. xiv, 24; Jet. Ii, 29; Job xlii, 2, margin). In- stead of the people receiving each a little food. as Philip had suggested. they were all filled. and twelve baskets full remained over, for He would have all eat and drink abundantly (verses 1, 12, 13; Song v, 1). The limitations are all on our side. not on His. for He does everything abundantly, whether it be pardon or giving life or an en- trance into His kingdom (Isa. lv, 7; John K, 10; II Pet. 1, 11). It does seem strange from our stand- point that the multitudes should he sent away in peace for a night of rest and those who had ministered to them be sent out into a night of tempest and toil and perplexity while He who knew all and did all and was full of compassion for all was away in the mountain alone talking over things with His Father. As we shall see in our next lesson (verse 57'). and we can- not call too much attention to it. He ever lived by the living Father who had sent Him. and we are not as right as we might be in our daily life with Him unless He is all in all to us. as the Father was to Him (Col. iii. 11). His doings and leadings often cause us fear. but His word to His disciples is always: “Be of good cheer. It is I: be not afraid" (Matt. xiv. 27; Mark vi. 50). His own good cheer was His Fa« ther’s absolutely perfect will. and when we can truly say that we al- ways accept His will concerning us as perfect we shall walk on the waves of all circumstances without sinking. to: His perfect love will cast out all fear. and He never gives a spirit of fear (I John, iv, 18; II Tim. i. 7). Inwardly we should always be saying. “Not I. but Christ," and concerning all things outward, whether peOple or circum- stances, we may have grace to say.” Joseph did to His brethren, “It W85 not you, but God " We may continual- lydwellinGodandinHislove.sin8 I believc Why of : nd thrm March 1, 1917. GI H 10 In : the: h ill 111th \‘ on the IVE l SOC 11¢ w it ia'EING LOTS ( second o co ntai nit from Du building: 1101180 : PART OF LOT ; street, west: 11 good condition by James Mor pied by Hugh ticulara apply BOD paying [or selli mu One 14 11-1). ”'3‘ erloo? 0119 36x45 stacker, dust c0? Waterloo; 030 N ris Blizzard CO wagon and tank erythjng in 300* R. J. 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