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REPUBLICAN TICKET. NATIONAL TICKET. For President WILLIAM HOWARD TAFT of Ohio. For Vice-President JAMES S. SHERMAN of New Yosk. STATE. Governor JAMES E. WATSON. Lieutenant Governor TREMONT C. GOODWINS. ' Secretary of State FRED A. SIMS. Auditor of State JOHN C. BILLIIEIMER. Treasurer of State OSCAR HADLEY. Attorney General JAMES BINGHAM. , State Superintendent LAWRENCE McTURNAN. State Statistician J. L. PEETZ. Judge of Supreme Court QUINCY A. MYERS. -Judge of Appellate Court DAVID MYERS. -Reporter of Supreme Court i GEORGE W. SELF. DISTRICT. Con gre s s WILLIAM O. BARNARD. COUNTY. Joint Representative ALONZO M. GARDNER. v Representative WALTER S. RATLIFF. Circuit Judge HENRY C. FOX. Prosecuting AttorneyCHAS. L. LADD. f Treasurer ALBERT ALBERTSON. Sheriff LINUS P. MEREDITH. Coroner DR. A. L. BRAMKAMP. Surveyor ROBERT A. HOWARD. Recorder WILL J. ROBBINS. -Commissioner Eastern Dist. HOMER FARLOW. -Commissioner Middle Dist. BARNEY H. LINDERMAN. Commissioner Western Dist ROBERT N. BEESON. WAYNE TOWNSHIP. Trustee JAMES H. HOWARTH. . Assessor CHARLES E. POTTER. THE MODEL FARM. The papers are full of Rockefeller's removal Into a summer home of vast and great dimensions an estate which a prince of the bloqd need not scorn. The Tarrytown people are pleased. Rockefeller has given employment to hundreds of people on his estate and the prices of labor have arisen to dizzy heights a common teamster gets about five dollars a day. Rockefeller is hailed as a patron saint of Industry In those parts. - At the same time a New England agricultural journal has devoted some attention to the real effect of the wealthy man as a farmer. The model farm, it holds, is a menace to the small every day farmer. "The inroads which the wealthy man who makes his money elsewhere and who treats his farm as a plaything are highly deleterious to the community in which he Is situated. The most dangerous hardship which the agriculturist has to bear is the rise in wages to unheard of figures which often prevent the small farmer from harvesting his crops. The farmer can not get enough men to work for him and many disadvantages ensue." "But not the least danger is the aping of the small farmer of the ways of his wealthy neighbor. The danger of American life has always been the living above the income. Heretofore the only place which has been kept free from the worst form of this evil has been the country. The farmer's wife and family who pattern after their wealthy neighbors, is on the path to ruin." But In the latter paragraph it is hard to agree with the agricultural journal. The aping of the more well to do has never been confined to the city. Furthermore the copying of ex jenslve habits and the sedulous pat

ternlng after the rich Is indulged in by people who are weak in the upper story anyway. If they were not ruined by that, they would go to the wall In some other way. The first evil is, it is to be feared a real one which no farmer could combat. The second evil is one which any man, woman or child with real gray matter can escape. The farmers have harder common sense than ifce agricultural journal has given theni credit for. If they had not they would have perished miserably already and Bryan would not be appealing to them for campaign contributions they would, be bankrupt.

BITTER AND SWEET. Those who listened to Gillilan last night must have been struck with the nearness of tears and laughter. The grave look which in unguarded moments stole over the humorist's face were illuminating to any observer of human life. Most of us have known men who have suffered cheerfully and died with a smile and a cheery word. These are the true men. Why is it that our greatest wits, our funny men, are tired and worn? No man can perceive and appreciate the best, the laughter and sunshine of life, who has not also tasted the gall of the cup of sorrow. Sunshine after shadow. What a world it is. Watch the children. When they play it is hard to tell the laughter from the convulsive sob. It is here that the great humorist must tap the fountain springs of humanity. And Gillilan has done it not by cleverness, but in that harder, truer school of the world. The bitter and the sweet. There is a lesson for each a lesson which must be learned by experience and which can only be pointed out. Hard knocks are harder if they are not met honestly and cheerfully. They vanish with a smile. Our greatest humorists get down to the hard pan of human suffering and pick out the gold in the muddy clay. It is a lesson worth the suffering. Smile! MORNING IN THE GARDEN. The cosmos stalks have grown so fast I've got to nip the tops of them; My sweet peas all have gone to seed; I think I'll raise two crops of them. I wonder if those little things the white clematis vine is showing Are blossom buds or if it means some more new tendriled vines are growing. I hope the next big poppy bud that bursts from out its drooping prison Will show a finer color than do those that so far have arisen. See how the heliotrope has grown and spread its scented, purple petals! See how those red geraniums glow, like gold among the baser metals! Those dahlias can't you see them stretch and spread out, even as you watch 'em? I hope they'll be the deep red kind, with little specks of white to blotch 'em. In that small paper bag you see upon the biggest vine is hidden The only bunch of grapes I've got no bird feast there, for guests unbidden! The sumac's flaming berries stand in clustered spikes that point to heaven Just look at that verbena bed ten plants are there; I planted 'leven! And all along the porch's edge the white hydrangea's snows are waving, While of the asters I put out but two remain still worth the saving. Thus round my garden day by day I drift with loving touch and tender, And gratefully to all things give the little service I can render. STRICKLAND W. GILLILAN. A PARTING MESSAGE. "Just then the president espied a man wearing a Grand Army button and he said: You know that the generals could lead you and your comrades in to the fight, but you know also that you had to do the fighting." If there ever w.as an appropriate ut terance in conclusion to service well done, the president made it yesterday. It is often said that Roosevelt awak ened the public conscience. It might better be said that he and the people went Into the "fight together. What would, or could. Roosevelt have done without the people behind him? Therefore, at the close of his term of office, whether consciously or not. he struck the keynote which must be acted on by the American people, the everyday voters are losing a valiant and great general in their fight for the right. They are to be under a new leadership. Roosevelt lays stress on the part which the citizen must unremittingly play, "they have to do the fighting." And this applies not only to national policies in the election of men who will do the people's will by sheer force of fear of their constituency if nothing else, but it applies to local politics. The fight is truly half won. As Governor Folk said. "When the people have attained the place where nothing bad is allowed to creep in, tl!e hardest struggle is to accomplish real good." There is no indication that the future will be lacking in good generals Taft is up to the standard of Roosevelt. The general and the private must work together. That the fight must be against rascality always and not against class, is equally important. . "Trickery is trickery, if it takes the

form of doing a man out of his day's work, or cheating in a grocery store, or swindling on a great scale by stock gambling or the manipulation of railway securities. I am with you to the limit in trying to put a stop to the rascality of the big man. I'll go to any length to do it, and the big man knows it, but there will never be an end until the big man is made to know that what you object to is rascality in itself and not rascality in the big man alone. Distrust equally the man who never sees dishonesty In the highwayman and the one who sees it only in the big." On the eve of a national election no saner, truer words of counsel could

have been uttered. It is good advice and in a way it is the message to the people, the people who have been with Roosevelt in his fight. Don't stop fighting but fight rascality, not blindly, but where ever you find it! The man named Earle who made epigrams about "affinities" and such until he got a divoroe from his wife so that he could get the "soul mate' is in trouble again. It appears that v "soul mate" is no easier for a man like Earle to get along with than a plain, everyday wife. The most astounding thing is that after beating and throttling, his "soul mate" expressed "a willingness to overlook the treatment which resulted in her husband's ar rest." O tempora O mores. This must be the difference between a wife and an affinity. IS OF HILL Local Florist Instrumental in Promoting International Flower Show. IN CHICAGO IN NOVEMBER. E. G. Hill who has just returned from Niagara Falls where he has been attending the meeting of the Ameri can Society of Florists, announces that there will be an international flower exhibition at Chicago, November 6 to 15 inclusive. There will be exhibits from all over the world and it will be the biggest event of the kind ever held in the United States. J. C. Vaughn of Chicago and Mr. Hill are the promoters of the movement and while abroad Mr. Hill spent much of his time in interesting the European growers to place their flowers in the show. Mr. Hill stated that the E. G. Hill Floral company will send all the new flowers to the show. There will be chrysanthemums, pinks, roses, gerapiums and a number of other flowers. BROTHERS MAY FIGHT FOR POLITICAL HONORS Unusual Condition in Tri-coun-ty. Senatorial District. Rushville, Ind., Aug. 27. On account of ill health it Is likely that Elmer J. Binford, the Republican senatorial candidate from Rush, Fayette and Hancock counties, may withdraw from the race. Mr. Binford has been at Atlantic City all summer, but his friends say he is still in poor health, so that his withdrawal seems likely. Already there is considerable speculation as to who will make the race for the Republicans. The fact that the nomination is virtually an election makes the contest all the more spirited. There is considerable talk here that favors putting ex-Senator Tom Mull of this county against his brother, Lon Mull, the Democratic nominee. Local politicians say that the race they would make would rival in interest the famous fight for the Governorship of Tennessee made by the Taylor brothers several years ago. Others mentioned for the nomination are Will A. Hough of Greenfield, Fred Barrows of Connersville and Ed Hill of Car thage. STATE CONVENTION HAS BEEN POSTPONED Not Known When Hearst's Party Will Name Ticket. Indianapolis. Ind., Aug. 27. The Hearst Independence party in Indiana which had intended holding a state convention in this city the latter part of this month, has postponed the event indefinitely. i esterday notices were sent out from headquarters in the Hotel English requesting the independents of the state to meet in Indianapolis on Sept 3, for a conference which is to be held at the English Hotel. The Indiana managers of the party have postponed their convention be cause they feared WT. R. Hearst would not be present. "When we have this convention we certainly want Mr. Hearst here," said Secretary R. M. Isherwood. At the meeting "on September 3. def inite arrangements will be made for the state convention.

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Remains of Indianapolis Murderer Arrived There Last Night. KENTUCKY SHERIFF LAUDED MAN WHO SHOT JESSE COE IS ONE OF THE MOST TALKED OF MEN IN INDIANAPOLIS CURIOUS ONES VIEW REMAINS. Indianapolis, Aug. '11. The body of Jesse Coe, murdered of Patrolman Charles Russell, was brought to this city at 11 :05 o'clock last night by Sheriff J. E. Bryant and his deputy, T. G. Conklin of Tomkinsville, Ky.. and was positively identified. The Kentucky sheriff. who told the Indianapolice police about one year ago that he would capture the murderer is today the most-talked-of man in Indianapolis. Immediately after the arrival of the train bearing the body of Coe the box was removed to the city morgue. The police had some difficulty in keeping the crowd back at the Union station. At the police station fully 1, ." people waited outside for the arrival of the motor truck that had gone to transfer the body to the morgue. So great was the crowd that several extra policemen were pressed into ser vice to clear the court in front of the morgue door. Chief of Police Metzger. mounting upon a chair so he could be seen by the crowd, implored them to keep back far a few moments. "Every one of you vill be given an opportunity to see the body tonight," he said, and with assurance the crowd moved back. First to be called into the morgue were Little Crawford, 351 Darnell street, a former companion of Coe's when the latter lived in the Kentucky hills, and William Jackson, whose yard was the scene of the double tragedy when Patrolman Russell and his partner. Patrolman Edward Petticord, were killed by Coe and George Wil liams on the night of Sept. 10, 15HM5. "That's Him, Sure." "That's him sure," said Crawford. "Not a bit of doubt of it being Jesse Coe," said Jackson, as he peered into the opened coffin. Later J. H. Russell of Wl East Court street, a colored man who said he was well acquainted with the murderer, confirmed the identification. Pat Roach, formerly a city r.atrolman, who "ran the district" with both Russell and Petticord. positively identified the body as that of Coe. Roach had arrested Coe a short time before the killing of his two brother officers, and on the evening of the tragedy he had ordered Coe to quit loafing about on the corners on his beat. When the identification was com pleted Chief Metzger again mounted the chair in the court and announced that the body would be brought outside the morgue, where every one could pass around and view it. No one is immune from kidney trou ble, so just remember that Foley's Kidney Remedy will stop the Irregu larities and cure any case of kidney or bladder trouble that is not beyond the reach of medicine. A. G. Luken & Co. RED ANTS EAT Horrible Experience Leads to Death. Los Angeles, Cal., Aug. 27. After lying helpless under a tree near the ostrich farm east of the city from Sunday afternoon until Tuesday night, his life slowly ebbing away, while red ants swarmed over his body and literally ate him alive. Burton B. Jarvis, 2 years old, a contracting teamster of 2." Chestnut street, Terre Haute, Ind., died at the county hospital, where he was taken when found. Jarvis was suffering from tuberculosis and came to California two years ago. Last Sunday he left his hotel in the afternoon to go to the ostrich farm for a pleasure trip. On the way he became faint and, walking over to a shade tree, lay down. Instead of recovering his strength he fainted and did not regain consciousness until long after dark Tuesday night. For two days and nights he lay telpless with ants and other insects tormenting him. Occasional passersby thought the man under the influence of liquor and did not go to his assistance. Late Tuesday evening help came and he was taken to the hospital. "That Settles It." Many a housewife has made that remark after using her first cake of EasyTask laundry soap. Easy Task is white. It is pure. It dissolves dirt and grease almost instantly. These qualities will convert almost any woman. It will convert you if you will give it a chance. A five cent cake will prove it. Ths w, . . mi Iton. Alexander Ilamuioa was stoned .) New York audience in the summer of l!5. While at a public meeting be as speaking in favor of the Jay tre.i- . which had just been negotiated by o'j-a Jar between the United States -nd England. Dr. Francis in his "Old New York" says that among those who Jid the stoning was the famous Edward Livingston, together with many other "leading citizens..

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1 CHAPTER XXXIII. IANE CABLE upon enter ing the cab offered no resistance when Graydon drew her head over against his shoulder. Ilia strong right hand clasped her listless fingers, and the warmth of his heart came bounding into her veins as If by magic. He did not speak to her, but she knew that be was claiming her then for all time. She knew that cothing could stand in the way of his purpose. The sobs grew less despairing, her understanding of things lesa Vague and uncertain. A few moments before she had felt that she was no kin to the world; now there was a new appreciation of love and Its greatness In her soul. This man had loved her, and he would take her up and shield her j against the hate of the world. There had not beeu a moment when her own love for him wavered. She worshiped him now as she had In the beginning The revelation of Droom, the theatric scenes in the cafe, the crushing of the small hope she had cherished, all conspired In this secure moment to waken her into a realization of what an overbalancing power love Is. Unconsciously her Angers tightened upon his, and her body drew closer. She was arraying herself against the fear that she might lose this haven of rest and joy, after all the haven she had been willing to scourge and destroy in the bitterness of her heart. A great wave of pity for herself came sweeping over her. It grew out of the dread that he might, after all, deny her the place that no one else in the world could give. Graydon's cold face was suddenly Illumined. The incomprehensible sweetness of pain rushed through his blood. He had given up his hope as blighted after the harsh hour with Droom. He could not believe his new found success. Doubt, unbelief, enveloped him as he raised her head, a kiss crying for its kind. His arm crept behind her shoulders. She did not offer a repulse. Her wet cheek touched his in submission. It was the first time his hungry arms had held her In centuries, it seemed to him and to her. It was the first time their lips had met, except in dreams, since that horrid night so long ago. "Jane, Jane!" he was whispering in her ear. Her plans, her purposes, her sacrifices, were running away from her in riotous disorder. She could not hold them in check. They fled like weaklings before the older and stronger hopes and desires. They did not know of the blockade of cabs at the corner of Forty-second street nor how long they stood there. Shouting cabmen and police officers tried to rival the white blizzard In profuseness, but they did not hear them. "Oh, Graydon, I cannot, I must not!" she was crying, holding his hand with almost frenzied disdain for the worda so plaintively loyal. "It is out of the question, dearest You know it is. I love you oh, how I love you! But 1 I must not be your wife. 11" "I've bad enough of this. Jane," he eaid so firmly that she stiffened perceptibly in his arms. "It's all confounded rot. Excuse me, but it Is. I know you think you're right, but you're not. Old Ellas gave the best advice In the world. You know what it was. We've just got to make our own happiness. Nobody else will do it for us, and It's Just as easy to be happy as it is to be the other way. I'm tired of pleading. I've waited as long as I intend to. We're going to be married tomorrow." "Graydon!" 1 "Don't refuse! It's no use, dearest We've lost a year or two. I don't intend to lose another day. What do I care about your father and mother? What did they care about you? You owe all the rest of your life to yourself and to me. Come, will you consent willingly or" He paused. She was very still in his arms for a long time. "I do so want to be happy," she said at last, reflectively. "No. no! Don't say anything yet. I am only wondering how it will be after we've been married for a few years. When I'm growing old and plain and you begin to tire of me, as most men grow weary of their wives what then? Ah, Graydon, I I have thought about all that too. You'll never reproach me openly you couldn't do that I know. But you may secretly nourish the scorn which" "Jane," he said, dropping the" tone of confident authority and speaking very tenderly, "you forget that my father j is a convict You forget that he has done things which will forever keep me a beggar at your feet. I am asking you to forget and overlook much more than you could ever ask of me. Old Elias, wretch that he Is, has pointed out our ways for us. They run together in spite of what may conspire to divide them. Jane, I love my soul, but I love you ten thousand times better than my soul." "I did not believe I could ever be bo happy again." she murmured, putting her hands to his face. "Tomorrow, dear?' "Yes." Graydon. rejoicing la his final victory, hurried to his rooms later In the evening. As he was about to enter the elevator he noticed a gray suited boy In brass buttons, who stood near by, an inquiring look in his face. "This is Mr. Bansemer. observed the laconic youth who ran the single elevator In the "apartment building. "Something for me?" demanded Cnininn. turning to the box In grax

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Special delivery letter sir. "Sign here." Graydon took the thick envelope fror;Jhe boy's hand. With a start, he recognized his father's handwriting. Curiously he turned the letter over in his fingers as he ascended in the car. wonder growing in his brain. He did not wait to remove his overcoat on entering his rooms, but strode to the light and nervously tore open the envelope. Dread, hope, anxiety, conspired to make his Cugers tremble. There were many closely written pages, now well he remembered his father's writing! As he read his eyes grew wide with wonder and unbelief. They raced through the pages, wonder giving way to Joy and exultation as he neared the end of the astounding message from the faraway prisoner. A shout forged to his Hps. lie hugged the letter to his heart. Tears came into his eyes, and a sob broke in his throat. "Thank God!" he cried, throwing himself into a chair to eagerly read and reread the contents of the letter. Suddenly he sprang to his feet and dashed across the room to the telephone. "She will die of Joy!" he half sobbed In the transports of exhilaration. Five minutes later he was on his way to hei hotel, clutching the priceless letter Id his bare fingers deep down in his overcoat pocket. He had shouted over the phone that the good news would not keep till morning, and she was waiting up for him with Mr. and Mrs. Cable, consumed by curiosity. "This letter," he gasped as he entered the room "from father! He's written, Jane, everything. I knew he would. MI did not believe I could ever be to happy again," the murmured. Ellas didn't know It all. He knew half of the truth; that's alt. Good Lord. I I can't read it Mr. Cable! You, please." David Cable, white faced and trembling, read aloud the letter from James Bansemer. It was to "My beloved son." The first appealing sentence! were given to explanation and apology for the determined silence he had maintained for so many months. He spoke casually of his utter Indifference to the bucccss of certain friends who were working for his pardon. "If they secure my release," he wrote. "I shall find happiness if you clasp my hand but once before I leave America forever." Farther on he said: "I will not accept parole. It is a poor premium on virtue, and, as you know, my stock of that commodity has been miserably low." , "I may be required to serve my full term," read David Cable. "In that case we should not see one another for years, my son. You have much to forgive, and I have much more to forget We can best see our ways to the end If we seek them apart The dark places won't seem so black. My sole purpose in writing this letter to you, my son. Is to give back to you as much happiness as I can possibly extract from this pile of misery. I am not pleading for anything: I am simply surrendering to the good impulses that are once more coming into their own after all these years of subjection. I am not apologizing to the Cables. I am doing this for your sake and for the' girl who has wronged no one and to whom I have acted with a baseness which amazes me as I reflect upon it inside these narrow walls. "You will recall that I would have permitted you to marry her I mean, in the beginning. Perhaps it was spite which interposed later on. At least be charitable enough to call it that Clegg has been here to see me. He says you are bound to make Jane Cable your wife. I knew you would. For a long time I have held out, unreasonably, I admit against having her as my daughter. I could not endure the thought of giving you up altogether. Don't you comprehend my thought? I cannot bring myself to look again Into her eyes after what she saw In this accursed prison. She w as born in wedlock. The story is not a long one. Ellas Droom knows the names of her father and mother, but I am confident that he does not know all of the circumstances. For once I was too shrewd for him. The story of my dealings in connection with Jane Cable is a shameful one, and I cannot hope for pardon either from you or from her." Here he related as concisely as possible the incidents attending Mrs. Cable's first visit to his office- and the subsequent adoption of the babe. "I knew that there were wealth and power behind the mystery. There was a profitable scandal In the backgroundUnknown to Mrs. Cable, I began Investigations of my own. She had made little or no effort to discover the parents of the child. She could have had no purpose In doing so. 111 admit (Here he gave in detail the progress of his Investigations at the Foundlings home, at the health office, at certain unsavjoEX hospitals and. to oth

er cha'Iinels of possTuUity.) At last I found the doctor and then the nurse. After that it was easy to unearth the records of a child's birth and of a mother's death, all In New York city. Droom can tell you the names of Jane's parents, substantiating the names I have just given to yon. He did not know that they had been marrleu nearly two years prior to the birth of the child. It was a clandestine marriage. I went straight to the father of the foundling. He was then but little more than twenty-one years of age. a wild, ruthless, overbearing, heartless scoundrel, who had more money but a much smaller conscience than I. Today he is a great and. I believe, respected gentleman, for he comes of good stock. had him trembling on his knees before me. He told m the truth. Egad, my son, I am rather proud of that hour with him. "It seems that this young scion of a wealthy house had lost his Insecure heart to the daughter of a real aristocrat I say real because her father was a pure Knickerbocker of the eld school. He was naturally as poor as poverty Itself. With his beautiful daughter he was living iu lower Now York, barely subsisting. I may say, on the meager Income that foonj Its way to him through the upstairs lodgers in the old home, nere lived Jane's mother, cherishing the traditions of her

blood, while her father, sick and feeble, brooded over the days when hi was a king in Babylon. The handsome, wayward lover came into ht life when she was nineteen. They were married secretly In the city of Boston. "The young husband Imposed sllenco until after he had atttained his majority. There was a vast fortune at stake. In plain words, his father had forbidden the marriage. He had selected another one to be the wife of his son. Jane was born in the second year of their wedded life. It was of course Important that the fact should be kept secret I " inclosing a slip of paper containing the names of the minister, the doctor and the nurse who afterward attended her. together with the record of death. It is more convenient to handle than this bulky letter, which I trust you will destroy. You will also find the name of the hospital in which Jane was born and where her mother died ten days later. I may say in this con- . nection that not one of the persons mentioned knew the true name of the young mother, nor were they sure of the fact that she was a wife, ner gravestone in the old cemetery bears the name of the maiden, not the wife. Her father never knew the truth. "What I did In the premises need not be told. That is a part of, my past I learned how the cowardly young father, glad to be out of the affair so easily, hired the nurse to leave the baby on the doorstep. Then I went to the banker whose son he was. I had absolute proof of ths marriage. He paid me well to keep the true rtory from reaching the public. The son was whisked abroad, and be afterward married the girl of his father's choice. I do not believe that ha has ever given a thought to the whereabouts or welfare of his child. It was hr heritage of caste! "If Jane cares to claim her rights as this man's lawful daughter, proof is ample and undeniable. I fancy, however, she will find greater Joy as the daughter of David Cable. Her own father has less of a heart than yours, for, after all. my son. I love you because you are mine. Love me If you can. I have nothing clre left that I care for. Remember that I am al ways your loving father. "JAMES BANSEMER." as?? eridi KnHnl For Indigestion. 'V-' - V A Relieves sour stomach, palpitation of the heart. Digests whit you est SEE OUR SPRING LINE of GO-CARTS at HASSENBUSCH'S pMER G. WHELAN Wholesale and Retail Dealer In Grain. Hay, Mill Feed and Seeds 33 South 6th St. Home Phone IC79 Richmond, Ind. 3 You Only Pay For Coal High grade, honest coal that doesn't clinker, but makes a bright and glowing fire when you want one. If you haven't filled your bin for next winter's use let us fill It for you at summer's prices as coal will go up soon. H. C. BULLERDICK & SON 529 South 5th Street Plume 1235

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