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George and I will put our heads together and steal him, if it’s necessary. There's not much diffi- ulty about that." . “He went back into the house, but, oh, a slowly. and stood wagging his tail and looking after me, until hadnfot out of sight,” guys Verona pitif z; n13 uruu. a'"'. Fur... "Don't pity him," says Hal, quickly, nlmost reUntfully; "he shall see how happy you are, and will understand then how unhappy he would have allowed you to be. Who knows, darling, we may go hack to him in a. little while, or he may come to us." "Ah, yes," she says, eagerly. "Well, go on," says Hal. "Did you meet any ont'." .. A, & n I his head. Poor JPPl but I looked it "airrGricis hand on hers as she fal ten. A _ . "n there anything eke to tell'. I pack- ed my bag and chose these dark clothes, and eSme down by a back staircase to-- to-the study." - _ "Go to see Vern WSW up at him with a little smile. But Hal is still lost in admiration. "Wonderful," he says. "I thought George was a pretty good hand, but that you should be so cute," and he laughs his short, curt laugh. "Poor Senora. How soon will she find out that she was not really wanted-and begin to tear her hair? That sort of people always do tear their hair. don't they?” “She will not find it out for an hour, --two. perhaps-dot she went to pack for-torc-to-rho-.' "Ha," says Hal, with the deepest, fier- cest enjoyment. "Let her pack; they can go to Russia now as soon as they like, and stop there forever. Well, darling, go you were so clever.’ "So wiekedd says Who taught me to be 3 up at him with a link But Hal is still lost "Wonderful," he an; George was a pretty go you should be so cute "Was ads-1 into the dra ways goes af I went up to Titella to POI "You did," did you do t Verona 'Becaue if I make Hal loo "Joved Look at ly to be you not comprised he draws the hood. away so concemod yearn-tw and I can thing, my shall belie to me, Ve She loo) cl: for Where i Hal helps he the reins, Hoot jumps up hehin from a bow, tl forward. George does not answvr, much overcome by her cc thinking of and speaking to looks from her to Hal with says volumeq in the may of loving emile at "No," and as (, lays. in her .2“ do, George It" champnng. fingting ba "It is only George," not mind him, darling "eel---as staunch as a backward giaitie. "No," she says, aim lea. she starts a little on the phaeton, and I damping. fidzetinn bt Onco, just as they are leaving the villa, I ground, Verona looks back with a little quiver of her lips, but at the some in. stant, she glances up at the eager, ador. ing face above her, and drives back the sigh. Hill u . I_I I yup, " . " . '" c'. f - E q _ M, . if V“: , ' W ' r " it: " " I - , " - K, . I " A “t 7 v', ‘ ‘ J ' _ ' G '" A ' - r Y, v .g, r" in: e e " ' " . , , " r, i ' I Illllll " am ’! . IME " ;,., rr ‘ a h . rr = " -, ., _ ‘ " . MN w' g Cih' . .. ' " SBI or. A r ‘ Btli ."A .. r " r _ ' , A? - " . " IRG V . t a \ MI e 'itil , iv: " Ed " I - PRR' u 'qli g =lh. -. ‘ ct ' w, , ' ' , _ " r), , ‘ 5 (V m " Q . " Mgtiiil Mllft rah: N r 313 r, H _ a A il .» " y aami ahm, IRE ‘ ._ ' little "Hal It is knee r he n th W Then Hal Mt The You W No You are not afraid, darlin l, anxiously. for he has n. it on, darling-I know, you wanted him." ,ta's eyes fill, but she wipes them _ -- -...' u-v "Nr"""""- Lead packets only. 40c, Mc and 60c per lb. At all grocers. HIGHEST AWARD ST. LOUIS, 1904. --- raving room, whet after luncheon. and :o my room and ai ome with me----" J' exclaimed Hal. OEYLON "rEf-rfr" HAS NO EQUAL I clever tl na at .1ld not wish him good-by Lt. And he-he did not raise It mee. “Y". ,irppls rling itU t a word, but it. md, and the imr wt down and blushes. 1ew she would not come ‘m seem to flash fire, his lips part with a long omont and delight, and, ' the bays are rushing T'P.q one hand and clasps the little hand that nes- a Mule as they com , and George holdin, ting bays. It 'r admiring) y. Iaims, “I did not think at him "in into th afraid, darling?” asks for he has noticed her wait full s a woman." quietly, but W Hal tip ted until he wen m. where he al Na] the phat-ton, takes 20 the bays, and like an arrow shot xtient horses dash thispera Hal. "Do 2 He is true as you managed, that white trat-- Stead y-uma d y ! tink we are like- w tell me how mob as " athen his ". "How ar cromt I to mute, there is pulls the have! hut neverthe they come up ge holding the am how much is l nestles still h d --and then sked Senora ndensl him, l says, with But w loo! he ing THEN USE he bays ', them Then he with a woman" hat, she do you on m mt he C that Who too in "Tell them," says Hal, "that you want a room for outsell. I and George will sleep over tie stable. But first of all we mt some dinner." (lhotliently she turns her face to him with the Fame quiet, trustful smile. "Right'." he says. "You are not ner- vovs--frightenod? Herc goes, then!" and he steers the bays straight for the inn. It is a picturesque little place, with a balcony running around the back in the Swiss style, at a little distance from the road. At the back a meadow turns into a little wood behind, filling up a screen, is the hill over which they have come. At the sound of the wheels, an hostler comes limping out from the stable, and almost immediately after a buxom dame and her almost as buxom daughter comes from the house, and in. stead of staring at the arrivals, as they do in some countries, drop a courtesy each and come up to the phaeton with a smile of welcome for the sweet-faced were led» -- _ - _ - ---. "By George!" says Hal, as he lifts Verona to the ground; "Pd forgotten one thing, You’ll have to do all the talk. ing, darling, or nearly all.” Verona' smiles. - "very. well," she says. "What shall darling at you quietly: _ " "Here we are, air.” He starts, and the color comes into his face. Verona, whose eyes seldom stray from it. presses his arm. "What is it, Halt" im-on, still on, over hill, down dale,| once they pass It village large enoughi to be called a town; and, as they enter, Hal gets Verona to seat herself on the! rugs at the bottom of the phaeton, andl so she is completely hidden. Then comes a patch of forest, and when they get out into the opening again, they find themselves at the beginning of a village which looks as though it had been out out of a frame, so picturesque, so quiet and so "painted" it looks. l George omits a low ehue Hal laughs grimly. "Let them inquire," he ', time they've discovered ', we shall be very happy every information. Are tired, darlingt" "No-no," says Verona. horses." "They"re wound up to days and a halt," says "Do they look tired?" Orr-on, still on. over h bt sips a iitth silently am ards to the Then Hal g out two of tl of beer and a sips a little f when tankard ments i: their " knowin it. hi; hat; 'and delighted to see that there ain't one." "bsn't he thoughtful." says Hal, in a low voice; " believe he's got more brains in his little finger than I have got in the whole of my head." 'Then you may get down and have a. rest. What are you looking for, George y' for George, as he stood at the horses' heads, was staring about him as it in search of a comet. 'Looking for a telegraph wire, Mas. tor Hal," he said with a touch of the the village of sleepir Rip Van Winkle was pulled up to give the "You are not knov you.'" he asked. 'No, said Verona, 'l fore "Wt at t attir T if ‘und will 1 One mc n there; i everywhere ways. and l em! Y” Hal brings out S another in]. Gcorge pours it out in install- 3 into his hands, and gives the bays ' draught. Then he wipes them in carefully as if they wore made ax, washes their feet with a buck. "water, and touches his hat as a that it i, time to get on. tst about this time, sir,” he says, _ climbs up and leans forward, "just t this tin:n that oxtraordinury ing hand, Mister Ned, is n hunt. nigh and low for the grays--that he's [wen to the baeksmith's and 1 out that the bays have never there; if not, he's making inquir- rerywhere for a phaeton and a pair nys, and quite surprised when no- can tell him where they are," and Jan tell e omits are here, at your destination, Iq he says. "Now let me look sm hors leans forward and whispers, re a l urge pom mix hands, tht. The Says Verona. “But the dear lust ' sir him whorl) th; a low chuckle grimly. nquire," he an} discovered for us la into thiffnn, and brings tsual enormous tankards as; of lemonade. Verona he last, George and Hal mnly empty their tank- d ral n and went aroma which m‘as as 201 [p to run for two 19s Hal, proudly. 13's lie says; "but the 1ed for themselves ppy to give them Are you getting n : wa born, ba 3': was never here he " ,alled by such ' which looked we passed for tors. in which , and here Hal a rest. re, darling are ieor ood and In silence, profound and excruciating, he looks on the ground for fully a min- ute, and when he looks up and finds the soft, peaceful eyes of the good old man fixed upon him, with gentle, almost pitying gaze, h. tgl'." like a schoolboy detected in noun . t. It is the cure that breaks the silence. "You are in some trouble, my son” he aye, mmingly. “In it not no t" “I an, sir," my: ml, with . long Hal hesitates; the cure immediately points to a near seat, and as Hal sits down, seats himself. And new. for the first time during the flight, Hal finds himself nonplussed; incredible as it may seem, he has not prepared himself for this, the most important part of the adventure. So absorbed has he been in the one ides of snatching his darling from the claws of the count, that he has not foreseen the difficulties that now arise like mountains, and threaten to crush him. Hal bonds his head with the courtesy of a. young English gentleman to the priestly greeting, and says, without much fear, for he has found that nine priests out of ten speak his tongue: “I am English, sir." "So I see, my son," says the cure, with a gentle smile. "And a stranger, sir," adds Hal. "That also 1 see," responds the cure, with a still more gentle smile, if that be possible. "Will you ontert" and he mo- tz'. with a thin, sinewy hand to the oor. As he expected, he finds beside the chapel a low-roofed little cottage. There is a little garden in front, and as Hal swings open the gate, he sees the priest picking: the autumn roses which clamber the porch and greater part of the cot- tage. Hearing the gate open, the cure looks around. He is an old man, and one of the old School. with a face so peacefully set in its long, white locks that it looks like one of the pictured saints. He raises his shovel hat as Hal comes forward bareheaded, and greets him in a silvery voice, whose sweetness strikes at once on Hays beating heart and stills its excitement. Hal nods omphatiealy and turns away. but George kevps him for a moment or two to brush the dust from his clothes, and then Hal makes straight for the lit. tle chapel, whose ivy-covered tower arises from a little clump of trees. "Yes, the mnrquii. Master Hal. He's got more brains than all the rest of them put together. begging your pardon, sir, and if he gets on the scent then-- but there, Master Hal, they'll come up when it's too late!" "Ah!" says Hal George; but do y chance of their a "There'd be even whore to come, s atly. .. it's no we've :10 str; go straight for mm coast; they'll new near at home, and how can they? If . Inge, Inhey wouldn't Master Hal, I was I studying this map, -z man I'm afraid oi." "Who is that?" as "The marquis, sir "Vane y' "All right," says Ila. we've been obliged to t into our confidence." "You eouldn't have d ter Hal." says Georgy one of the right sort, 1 and we couldn’t have C begging your pardon up but a blind woman coul between you and lwr hi "I don't min.d that, G "And now will you go landlady to tell her higl friend inquiri he ha years.' "Ah: Georg: landlady to tell be with her dir "Yes, sir; an myself." "Why, I mus‘ “Oh. yea. si 'joeups, Jaime the young la don!” ksh "That's a good "She's right; I'd such an honest fm and then for the The stable is a l comfortable t'nou, baya already wir making up a most like a boa-constr fork. "Well, sir on aorl v-NI ' "Yoa have trusted me, sir," she says, "and you have done well. You may trust me on, with safety." And, without another word, she goes out. _“First rate.'" says delighted Hal, in his Irrusque fashion. "Lrok here, then; we want some dinner, as good a one as you can manage; and this young lady will remain here. I'm sure you’ll see that she is comfortable.” The landlady courtesies again, and looks from Verona to Hal. "Your sister, sir?” she says, uietly. Hal hesitates a moment, then (his ha- tred of a lie keeps him straight. "Ut the young lady go upstairs," he says; and as Verona goes out with the daughter, he looks the landlady full in the face. "Look here," he says, "you asked me a question. I could have told you a lie, but I don't think it's the best course; besides, I don't like it. That young lady isn't my sister-----" "I knew that, sir,” breaks in the land- lady, softly. "You did'. How?” "Sisters do not look at their brothers as the young lady looked at you, sir." "Truth is best, after all," says Hal. "You're right, she is not my sister, but she is more than that to me. That young lady is to be my wife-that is why we are here this afternoon. If we were not here, she would be married to-mor- row to a man old enough to be her grandfathvr. Now I've trusted you, do you mean to net fairly by us?" The woman’s face flushes and her lips quiver. "You have trusted me, sir." she says, The lahdlady looks over her shoulder as she leads Verona into the house. country place knowing German. What, luck, too, for ual" "It is not that I am clever, air; my husband was English, and I learned it of him." ' Hal lirir " right "Does It ism disttr C HA PTER XXXVIII. I must get her to b ‘e that if anybody tro for a phaoton and ' seen such a thin; ll me. t the tl ir, he can say ‘ros beef' and ei--that's all. And how is uly, sir-begging your par- If a long breath. good beginning," he says. Ill trust anybody with t face. Now for the horses, the priest!” he Rays, looking around right t" George," says Hal, eheer, is fellow understand Eng- s a shed, plain enough, but mough; and he finds the wiped down and George nos: charming bed. hissing nsttitor as he plies the ttt did-aura, Master Hal; it's the roundabout way I know 'em, sir, they'lt Baden-Baden, or' for the never think of looking and as to tracking us, It they hit on one vil- ln't hit on the next. No, cas awake all last night mp, and there's only one l rre something to say Tral done better, Mas- ge. simply; 'she's , sir-lay my life; deceived her, sir; again. Master Hal, ttld see how it was xl. "Look here--. take the landlady responds George Hal Icnrge," says Hal. in and ask the mess that I shall I! .11 our old mea along pair, that t-oh, for I He tells the wholo story from the day i' of his stumbling over 2ig,1.a to the pree- lent: time; conceals not ing, exaitr,erateq l nothing, mos no olequonco. and "i- grind yet the white hand goes up to the it gfntle eyes, and the old man’s lips trem- 'They eosters!' the old man said when the street traders were refered to; ‘not much! Any bloke could call 'isself a. costor wot sells matches in the street, but 'e ain't. I've known a good many in me time, but they're dyin' awf a. bit, nah. See me, I've chucked the ban-er bisness, nah, although it m'de me. I seen wot was comin' and I bought this little fish shop, as yer see. Nah, I never puts none o' my little ones at the One who claims to have worked in fit. Luke’s as a caster for sixty years, and whose people for generations were cos- ters before him, lamented the decay of his tribe. The genus roster is said to have flour. ished for two centuries. His decadence is chiefly due to numerous snull stores and street traders with horse and wag- gon, which the daily needs of large areas of London have brought forth. For- merly, children born to costers either took up their father's work or intermar- ried with others of the same calling, thus evolving a. distinct class. Even at the present time it is estimated there are about ten thousand of his race in the British metropolis. In 1901 there were 110 street markets under the jur- isdiction of the London County Council. The number of stalls in these markets were 7,055. Famous old Petticoat Lane could boast of 575 stalls. A visit paid recently to the neighbor- hood of St. Luke's, in the East End of London, where the genuine 'pearly' is mostly in evidence. elicited this naive definition of his calling: 'A coster is a covey-wot works werry 'arrd for I wHry pore living.' Characteristic Street Type Rapidly Dil- appearing. . The costor, that picturesque and unique product of old London life whom Albert Chevalier. has made familiar to American auriienees, is reported to be rapidly disappearing. The coster is a man who sells things from a barrow, and a barrow only. Ile is a street trader, but belongs to a breed by himself, which shows in the cut of his clothes and the rows of big pearl buttons on his trous- ers and jacket. lie e'prnerally lives in the East End. In his more prosperous ble, - - “g'31,""" .. .1,“ H...” ‘ . " L, " ‘ 'CiAl r 5,25% (25%“ . MS 2 I , , NF, w a C 'a F, h' 'iil5i' if 2 p, an . P = " rd .tl. ' M Bl as " .tgillel . t , [NZ-WP BAI ' . "Yiru mean, sir.' he says, with a ton Ire, ol.Ot: a of reverence in his voice, that is sis mi“??- lS le? musical. "that because. I am in train in! nt'n ml and difficulty you will help me t". ' . ed a diplom “Surely: says the old man. i. t imam} that t Then Hal turns to him eagerly, anxi- 'ple home. ously. Ieity men w "Look here, sir,” he says, “I want, te i straw point be married." him, and he The cure does not start; he smiles ldistriliuting “I want to be married, and must be, 1 other cov.tri' at once, without delay." a hobby for The cure lifta his eyebrows gently. Sinus for so: "Why this haste, sir yr ---Lovulon C Hal hesitates n moment--pmly a mo- - ment. then he edges nearer.' TBE "PII tell you,” he says. and with hot, eager haste he ours out his eonfessiott- . for it is nothirfg more or less. leouinuee D JV tells the whole story from the day 1 Count breath, and I didn't thin . hd I didg'g know what trouble I w in hntil th'ii moment. i .' , "Until you came here.» es tr V "Yes," says Hal, wiping brow, "nat until I came here"--a P, , during which the old father folds ' ands, and looks peacefully, patiently o to the set» ting sun. ", Then Hal burstg out: . " "I--I ought to tell you, any]; am a Protestant." ' f Hid is only a boy-n boy whose ti' rt is softened and electrical with love,") d his eyes moisten. 'tt The gentle face turns to hia, ' ith" smile that lights it up as if ttlb'a.lsl =2 shot out a ray full upon it. fi1 T "You are in trouble, my son." T 5 ",' . Six words only, but what a ~p . ct charity. what a gentle. loving. natnre they reveal. and how fully they 'ehriody tho good old man's creed. C.', TEA is to die withrt knoying the full joy of living. Why, yt e‘satfré‘f'acti of sipping a hot cup ofih'rgragr'antMgdrinkg a Thy THE, “LABEL. l TO :[I'VE‘ XND‘ DIE m "maul-mm}, 'ska-moe-oe-au.- - we w. - r-' ...- "m. no“. “we" “nu,“ a ytvuh Nothing injurious in it, and can Mop medal]; it without harmful effects. Human beings make it with benefit. e take it every day. Your. money cheerfully refunded by the dealer if any Clydesdale Preparations do not gieeaatiatiction. ‘. t? ' gil . can be fed with the greatest benefit to calves, especially with Separator Milk. as it takes the place of the extracted butter fats. It prevents "scours," therefore, there is no "let up" in growth. It has the bone and muscle producing ingredients that helps to build a hangs: which to putting tendet tieih quickly, and, qt a prptit. - - - It is tender and juicy, like a sappy, young tree. It costs, on the average, about 3c to make I lb. of gain at one year, and about 7r. at two years, and so on, because the digestive powers are more energetic in younger than in older stock. There should be no let up in feeding the 365 days of the year. Baby beef is the highly finished product that sells for the highest li.te.e. because the muscles, tendons and tissues are not hardened by age aiid use. bt, ’ r, i?,iirii), , .4 ' ' 'iltsi,,l h C Www' ALVE l M" ' S {Um BA aa BY B E THE LONDON COSTER. (To be continued.) Clydesdale Stock Food WITHOUT .EVER DRINKING TORONTO r I ___ . I a or tr iwiih‘! ' Nd: 'lt) b, V :2" "r." J t I: "per'. of Y) natnre f' Delaware county. the chief distinction of which is that it includes more pro- hibition territory than any other county in New York, has increased from 46,415 to 46,788 only during five years of enormous State growth. Among other counties which have lost in population in the last five years are 2tyxL, famed for hogs; Oawego, noted Some of the counties of the State which do not show a decline in five years show at least very little gain. One of these is Dutchess, which includes the city of Poughkeepsie and which is one of the best known of the dairy and farm- ing counties of the State. Five years ago the population was 81,080---a gain of nineteen persons. .', Along with the costers, all the old city apple women and stall holders are gradually going. It looks as if every 'stall in the great business quarter of London would disappear in time. for no, new permissions are granted and the keepers of these stands are dying out, or getting notices to move. Some of the. old-timers who still linger are said to, re hen daily at hteir stands for M ly to forty years. , ‘ ' e of the most interesting of the . pavement traders is Walker, an eru- dite hawker, who sells shoelaces, comm, studs and matches, ete., at the corner of the Bank of England at 3foorgate street. Walker has two hobbies. One) l is looking after others in the same bu,i. _ mess older and poorer than himself; the lo r is learning. He spends his even-1 i is? at a night school. and roeently add- _ led a diploma in commercial law to the, lmany that decorate the walls of his sun 1 -ple home. Walker claims that man)" Ieity men_ when_in doubt on some .1l)-1 Instead of this however, the recently completed state census shows that twen- ty-one of the sixty-one counties have fewer inhabitants than they had five years ago. Some of those which show the largest decrease in five years are Chemung, which includes the city of Elmira, heretofore one of the largest manufacturing towns in the southern tier, and Steuben, one of the most fer- tile of the farming counties in the. same region. The falling off in Chemung in fig, years was 2,458 and in Steuben 1,0 . between 1803 and U97 of a period of in- dustrial hard times, the general effect of which is. to diminish population. in rural or semi-rural districts. In such times, the demand for employment being decreased and the provision for public relief in farming counties being small, the larger cities are sought by needy 801 relief in ta the larger persons, am flected in tl Continued Decline in Population of Rural Counties in New York State. Twenty-one of the sixty-one counties of New York had fewer inhabitants by the census of 1901 than they had by the eensus of 1800. These counties, which include one-half of the area of the State, showed a falling off in ten years rang- ing from I, few hundreds of inhabitants in some small counties to several thou- sands in some of the larger ones. Essex county, in northern New York, for instance) declined from 33,000 to 30,700 in the ten years. Wayne county, in western New York, famous for apples and mint, declined from 49,700 to 48,000. By many persons this decline in popu- lation was attributed to the continuance between 1893 and 1801' of a period of in- dustrial hard times, the general effect sions for some wh --London Globe. gime; too pluck diimpetishuii,' me lad. I was born caster ,nn' I’ll die one; but there ain't many casters bein' born nah a-dars.' . THE RUSH CITYWARD. t of business law, refer e also acts as their aim , their hospital tickets ibutions, out of which In yr forming infinitesimal perhaps, improved con- refleeted in the cnosus ar, which show the on- med trom 33,000 to years. Wayne county, ark. famous for apples from 49,700 to 48,000. 3 this decline in popu- ted to the continuance U97 of a period of in. es, the general effect minish population. in 0 can uo no sought conditions me ab- Pr it to W " and has IPI' n "Yea, at times,” replied the superin- tendent evasively. _ "But why do you allow her such fee dom t" uked ttk Indy. "Can't help it," wavered the am “But isn't the ca inmate antler you control!" "No,aheUnot under mymtnLM w wife.“ "Dear me," said the good looking fe- mule visitor to the superintendent. of tho lunatic asylum, "what I vicious look that wanna Ins we just passed in thq corridor! In the awn?" yard. You will always have lurk if you find it.' I thought i would try and mid back garden. and ther among the fallen leaves, and there I found a beautiful speckled thrush and directly I took it up it dropped all in my hand. The next morning I told L. my dream at brook- fast. After breakfast I went into our back prdcn, an dthere among the {Allen leaves won the speckled thrush, which had just been killed by a eat. It won quite warm. I took it and showed it to L., saying, Were is the mngic bird, and the money 1 know will come by the post. My brother lent fl in the morn- ing. and we had your cheque in the even- . I' certainly think it was o gin. t dr-"--London Spectator. dream, an account of “hid: came to l, in a. friend's letter. ilt spews this iris health and anxieties subsequent from health and anxietites subsequent on duced circumstances. The wri r says; “I had an odd dre: the 'ivii?c5i'ir'jri, but kind present small chef! 1riht's) I dreamed t wt to church 1nd MIX. was preachil The people began to 'sto out one bv a a, use of wealth to the ttnarchi the existing so Weekly. their windows and' door and house stood far apart were nearly inevitable. But the modern eeientifi to deny draught: altogoul them winds, which are h even wholesome to a cum; Dr. Here says that any cares to find out the differonc a wind and a draught can do apartment which has windov {erect sides of the bone. Let i window on a. windy day on t the house toward which the w The air which comes in is m The air whiel less if the per ed in warm 6 may take the hated. But let which the wi found that th, _ h t once draught. which. iele, irlikely.ro the old-fashion draught; in not By . ught air inc .enelo a for "gem-ra1 the _ that I and hay Would entwined beds f their window,, and house Moot, were nearly ine, Austrian Scientist Revives an Old-Ti. Health Theory. ltr po 1ooke Profesor Max ll Dream corn lt Follies of the Foolish DRAUGHTS AND WINDS. of Thrush With Sovereign. Wu Kl: Wife. :ionedf ‘piiejudi lot altodether I ,ht is meant tin [closed space. Button attribut it beset them mid not have is for anything to :convince the w " Irz, an gudrian Ici- linned an essay upon tween wind and s. the Chicago Chron- It anyone who Bronco between n do so in an Lndows on till Let him open 1 on the aid. of he wind blows. ther harm ll Rich. world can} If ri tries t m tttd " . I an» 1E