Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 16, Number 18, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 24 October 1885 — Page 6

E MAIL:

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE/

DORIS BURNHAM.

A STORY OF PIONEER DAYS.

CHAPTER XT. A TBNT OF SORROW.

When Waunita bad watched Doris back to the teat, she turned aDd again took the path leading to the cabin of Munroe, by the shores of the swamp. She bad a feverish desire, a jealous longing, to see the Panther again, and, although she believed bitn utterly false to her, yet she had a woman's longing to bear his voice, to listen to the honeyed words of love from his lips, although she knew tbat tbey were false and treacherous.

The Indian girl was lonely—lonely and heartsick. Although Grey Eagle was near, upon whom she bad always leaned as upon a brother, bis presence was but an added humiliation. Waunita knew that the young chief had read the truth, and understood, as well as she. that Monroe had tired of his Indian bride, and tbat nothing but jealous fear bad driven her to undertake the long journey from the village, or rather the summer camp, of her tribe to the Miami of the lakes, to the peninsula, in order tbat she might watch her husband. The fact tbat the young brave loved ber was but an additional sorse of sorrow to ber, for it humiliated her to know that he should be cognizant of ber slighted love.

Waunita was hungry for love. Had she met Munro in the forest at tbat moment, she would have thrown herself into his arms and begged him to be kind and loving to her—would have tried to bring back the happiness of former days to revive the love in his heart tbat ber judgment bad told her was dead.

But the forest was solitary, and in ber long walk sbe saw no human creature. The way was wearisome, and the path she had to pursue tangled and tortuous, but Waunita kept on, unheeding the obstacles in her wav, thinking not of her weary limbs and tired frame. All that she desired was to once more meet Munro.

Finally sbe reached the vicinity of the cabin. She approached cautiously, and noted the fact tbat the door was standing open. Noiselessly she advanced, knowing tbat if Munro were not alone be would be angry at ber intrusion.

She approached near enough to the open door to distinguish voices, and thus knew tbat there was some one else wlthm besides her husband. Who was it? To solve the question It was necessary that she should approach closer, and without allowing the occupants of the cabin to know of her presence.

She wk8 standing behind a tree, a few feet from the corner of the low structure. The front had a window, or rather a long loophole, innocent of glass or sash, of course. Dropping to her knees, the girl crept noiselessly on her hand and kneos to a spot immediately under the window. Carefully raising her bead, she sought for an opeulng between the logs through which she might catch a 'gllmpflo of the Interior.

This she succeeded in doing without any difficulty, and found tbat sbe commanded as good a view of the occupants of the cabin as she desired. Munro was seated on a bench by the side of the rough table, while standing on the opposite side was Hank Goodwin. Waunita, however, had never seen him before but sbe at once concluded tbat he must be the hunter whom Munro had told her shared the camp with himself, which fact served as an excuse for him to decllno to allow bis Indian wire to live with him when Bhe had so unexpectedly appeared before him. "I tell you, Hank," said Munro, impatiently, "that I cannot go East and work oil all that you have made at present. I am as sorry as you can be, for I need money as baaly as you can possibly do, but I must have this job done now and it will not do to delay it a single day, if it is possible to accomplish it at once." "What are yoa golug to do about that Indian girl over on the bay shore?" asked Hank, with a cunning look at Munro. "Indian girl?" What do you mean ?M asked the latter, with a well-acted assumption ol surprise. "Haw, haw!" laughed Hank, "did yer spose that I wouldn't git onto yer little game Why, bless your soul, 1 saw her come In her the other day, when you met her at the door aud kissed and hugged ber right in the doorway, jest as If I wasn't right over there by tbat black oak, cleanin* a string of fish V* "So you played the spy on tne, did you?" replied Munro, a dull red flush coming into his sallow cheek. "Now, Cap, don't go to gittin' mad about It!" remonstrated Hank. "I saw her come, and you kiss her, an' pull her into the cabin and abut the door, and I "And you watched to see what else I did, I suppose?" continued Munro, still with anger in his expression.

Hank ws-i silent for a moment. Then be burst out with, "yes, I did. though there wasn't much to see. Besides, what do you sposo I care for your makia' lovo to a pretty little squaw "Well, how did you know that sbe lives, or rather stays, over on the shore of the bay "I saw ber the next day in the woods over that way, and I foliered her to see where she did hang out, that's all.

Munro was watching htm intently. "And I suppose you kept an eye on roe to see whether I did not visit her, eh

Bank laughed a short, uneasy laugh "Well, Cap. you're down on me for certain. You snow as well as I do whether you went over there or not. Of course you dIdnV "Have you seen her since that?" In quired Munro. "She was over this way an hour or alch a matter ago," responded Hank. "I saw ber comtn' back from this direction as I was on my way from down by Bum ham's camp.

This piece of news seemed to startle Munro somewhat. "Do you mean to say that you think she was over here— at* the camp—looking for me?" he demanded. "I should that was what she wanted," was toe reply, "for I'm quite sure she didn't come to see me and there's nobody else around here except v«iu and roe."

Munro arwe and walked up and down the room a time or two, wrapped in thought, Waunita watched him with an *»g*r expression from her place of concealment,

Seating himself again at the table, Monro said: "Welt, Hank, I will tell you what tUUe tber* is to tell about the "r»t I want to know why von asked tne what I mean to do with \V*unlta?M

Hank looked up with a significant smile on his ugly face. "I thought," be

Mid, "that yoa wouldn't want ber any' people and a stranger to her husband

mow yourself, If yon an goto* to "That to," interrupted Munro, "if didn't want Waunita anv longer, yoa want to have her yourself "That's about the size Of it, Cap," grinned the villain. "Well, Hank," was the answer, "yon may have her -and welcome after this little job is done. 1 shall have no further use for her then."

Waunita gave a great gasp. Turning away, she crept to the shelter of the nearest tree, and then rising to ber feet sbe walked rapidly away.

Her worst fears were realized, then Not only was Munro ready to give ber np—to basely desert his Indian wife, but be had the baseness to bargain to turn ber over to the scoundrel with whom he was talking. Even at tbat moment he was doubtless arranging the details of the shameful bargain. The hot blood surged to her face as she thought of it.

Then the thought tbat sbe was alone and friendless here, almost helpless in the power of the Panther, came over her. No, she would take her child, her little warrior, and return at once to her people.

Then came the thought of Grey Eagle. Sbe dreaded lest sbe should meet him in the forest. She could not bear to have him see her in her desolation.

Waunita, worn out by her long walk and the whirl of her contending emotions, sank down at the foot of a huge tree by the side of the path she was pursuing, and, overcome Dy the thought of the baseness of the man she bad loved with such a deep and overmastering passion, threw herself prone upon the earth, burryiug ber face in ber bands, while ber slender frame was shaken by a storm of sobs.

Meanwhile, Munro and Hank, unconscious that their colloquy had been overbeard, continued their conversation. Munro told bim briefly the story of his connection with the Indian girl, and it was arranged tbat when Doris had been safely abducted, and certain other contingencies provided for, that Waunita should be decoyed to the cabin by the swamp, so as to be in the power of Hank. There were few Indians ever came into the neighborhood, and

she

could be kept

tb6re until Hank should tire of her, or compel her, by force or threats, to accompany bim elsewhere.

But of course Hank was not in the deeper counsels of bis scoundrelly master. Munro's plans had undergone a radical change. He had become convinced that Doris loved Fairfax, and it was equally plain that the latter was smitten with tbe charms of the girl. To get possession of Doris, then, was tbe first step. He would hold her a prisoner until sbe would consent to marry bim. Meanwhile, he wonld make way with Fairfax, and then, with Doris, go to England and claim the estate—Fairfax Hall, and all the wealth in gold and stocks of old Arthur Fairfax.

His counterfeiting scheme had lost Its charm for him in the development of his magnificent plan to obtain tbe inheritance of Sidney Fairfax. To carry out bis villainy he needed aid, and Hank must be made a willing tool. The latter's admiration of Waunita afforded him the opportunity to bring him zealously into tbe service he wished him to perform. "And when that boy Fairfax is out of my way," thought Munro, and tbe fair Doris and I are ready to start for England, then Hank may have Waunita and ill

go to the d—1. I will have nothing further for him to do." Of course Hank did not know of the

gidney

reater villainy—the proposed murder of Fairfax, and the voyage to England and its purpose. Tbe scheme, as unfolded to him, was merely the abduction of Doris, with the purpose of compelling ber to consent to marry Munro.

When the details were all settled to the satisfaction of tbe two precious sooundrels, they started out to resume the watch they had kept for DorU, with the Intention of abducting her at the first convenient opportunity. They had noted that Doris had abundoned her habit of taking long, solitary rides on horseback, which, it will be remembered, she did at the request of her father, though they were in ignorance of this fact. But tbey saw that she had taken to the water, and fished or rowed every morning and evening. So they watched from a hiding place on tbe island, in tbe hope of being able to capture her in her boat, should she venture out of sight of her father's camp, as the first plan of Munro, to seize ber while riding alone in tbe forest, had been rendered impracticable.

Tbey issued from their cabin and started on theh way to where their boat was concealed on the lake shore, Hank carrying a pair of oarson his shoulder. Munro dropped behind the latter in the narrow track, aud the twain walked on in silence, each Immersed in his own thoughts.

Suddenly Hank stopped and turned to Munro. "There's the Injun squaw now, Cap!" said he, in a whisper.

Gazing in the direction indicated by Hank's outstretched band. Munro saw poor Waunita, lying where she had thrown herself in the agony of her grief. When she left the cabin sbe bad started aimlessly forward, only with one thought, to get away into the silence of the forest, to be alone with thoughts. "You go ahead, Hank," said Munro, "but go around through the bushes, so tbat she will not see you. I will go and speak to her."

Hank nodded assent, and, without making a sound, went forward, making a detour so as to keep out of sight of the girl, should she, perchance, raise her head from tbe ground.

Munro waited until this movement was accomplished, and Hank had reached a safe distance ahead. Then stepping lightly forward, he called "Waunita!"

The girl raised ber tear-stained face from the ground at the sound of his voice, and then, seeing it was Munro, sprang at once to her feet. "What is the matter with WaunlU?" asked Munro, in the Indian tongue, advancing to ber side and endeavoring to take her in bis arms.

Waunita evaded his clasp, and lifted ber head proudly. "Is Waunia in trouble?" asked Munro.

The girl thought a moment before reg. It would not do to allow him to now the manner in which abe had become acquainted with his duplicity, but every fibre tingled as she thought of the outrage to which he bad consented, and she could not forbear to let him know that be was no longer anything to ber. "WaunlU is in trouble," abe replied, with native dignity, "and tbe Panther well knows what it is tbat makes her weep. Why should she not be sad when sbe known that ber husband no longer loves his Indian wife?" "No longer love you, Waunita? What do TOO mean "Did not tVaunita leave tbe village of ber people—and her little child—and take along and weary journey, that she might be with ber husband? Dfcl tbe Panther receive ber gladly, and take ber ~ge? No, no! Sbe lives as one forsaken by him, with old Mabkews. Tbe Panther's heart cars* no longer for poor Waunita his lodge la no ion ber home. Sbe Is an outcast from

iger ber

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"Tbe words of Waunita are those of foolish woman," replied Monro "yet a few days, and the Panther will go with her to the village of her people, and there be will stay with her always." And again he made an attempt to encircle her childish form in his arms.

But Waunita wonld not allow this. Sbe shook her head in denial, and spoke again: "Why does tbe tongue of the Panther tell lies? Does it not tell sweet words of love to the white maiden yonder, in the white tent by the shore of the lake?" "So ho! That's the way the wind blows, is it mattered be to himself. Then again addressing the girl, he said: "Waunita talks like a child, which has notyet learned tbe words of wisdom. Tne white maiden loves not the Panther, nor does he love her."

The girl's lip curled in scorn at his words. "Waunita knows too well that tbe tongne of the Panther lies. He is weary of his Indian wife. Be it so. She will never claim him as her husband again. She has her boy, and he shall never know that his father was a coward, and afraid to let his companions, his white friends, know that he has an Indian wife."

And turning from him with a gesture of superb disdain, the girl walked rapidly away in the direction of the lodge of old Mahkewa.

Monro gazed after her, with a look of perplexity on his face. "How much does she know, I wonder? She must have been wondering around the woods, watching my movements. Perhaps Gray Eagle has been shadow ing me! I most go over and make it up with her to-morrow."

Waunita kept onward, never turning to lcok behind her. When she came in sight of the lodge, she saw the old Indian woman peering out, evidently watching for her.

As Waunita reached ber, Mahkewa said: "Come. The child is sick." Waunita darted into tbe lodge and dropped on her knees by tbe side of the heap of soft skins on which lay ber boy.

It was even as Mahkewa had said. Tbe pretty boy lay there, bis eyes closed, his brestb coming short and quick, his brow burning with fever.

Clasping the unconsoious baby in her arms, Waunita gasped aloud: "Ob, Wahconaab! Great Spirit, spare to Waunita her little warrior, now tbat she has no husband!"

Painfully tbe hours dragged on. Mahkewa used' the utmost skill in herbs and medicines with tbe siok child, but with no apparent result.

The evening meal was prepared, and Mahkewa brought food to Waunita, who would not leave the side of her darling. The girl forced herself to eat that sbe might have strength to watch through the night by his side.

The night came down in storm. Old Mahkewa bad provided a store of torches that the hours of watching might not be spent in darkness, and closing the tent, sat down on the other side of the bed.

Tbe storm raged without, but its roar did not wake the little sufferer from the stupor of fever. The boars passed slowly by and the rain ceased to fall. Mahkewa went to the door of the lodge and peered out. The storm had passed, and tnrougb tbe broken clouds a star could here and there be seen. It was past midnight. She opened tbe fly of the tent that the fresh air might enter to cool tbe fevered brow of the suffering babe.

Sadly and silently the two women watched by the coach of skins. Mahkewa administered her simple remedies, while Waunita dipped a shred of blanket at intervals in a gourd of cool water, aad with it cooled the baby's head, burning with the violence of the fever.

The gray dawn appeared in tbe east, but still the two women watched. A. step was heard withoat, and Grey Eagle peared at the open Hob iu ais band, his dally gift to the two women.

Waunita did not turn ber head or notice his presence. Old Mahkewa beckoned bim to approach.

Noiselessly he advanced and gazed tyingly down npon the young mother ana her stricken onild.

Just then, the little sufferer gave a convulsive start. The eyes opened for tbe last time, and gazed upward into the mother's face. There was a gasp or two—tbe eyes closed, the fluttering heart stood still, and tbe innocent soul forever left its frail tenement of clay. •AH is over!" said old Mahkewa sadly.

With a wild shriek Waunita pressed kiss after kiss on the oold lips. "He is dead Waunita'a little warrior is dead!" cried she, in agonized tones. "Ob, Wahcondah, take Waunita also! She has neither child nor husband!" and sbe lay fainting by the aide of her dead ohild.

CHAPTER XII. WHXRB DORIS WAS.

Meanwhile, what had become of Doris? Rounding the point of tbe island in her little boat, sbe was soon engaged in fishing. The sport was not good, however, and she changed from place to place, in the hope of finding a better fishing ground, Finally growing tired of the efforts to beguile the finny denizens of the lake from the depths below, she drew in her line, and rowed to the island.

As she turned to secure the boat, sbe noticed for tbe first time the rising storm-cloud on tbe horizon. "I mast not stay long," was ber thought, "or I shall be overtaken by the storm. Besides, Jotbam will have supper ready—and, indeed, I am growing hungry! This open life in the forest gives one such splendid appetite!"

Sbe turned to explore the little island. A tiny rill, tbe outlet of a spring further inland, attracted her attention, and she determined to follow it to its head to obtain a oool draught of water. She bad not over fifty yards to go, however, before she reached a rock from under which the water welled forth.

Slaking her thirst, Doris turned to return to tne boat, for the storm clouds were rising higher in tbe heavens, and first premonitions of the coming elemental war were seen in tbe surface of tbe lake, ruffled by the rising breeze.

Just as she reached the ©age of tbe beach, where tbe forest growth gave way to bare sand and gravel, she was astonished to find Munro standing before ber. "Yon here, Mr. Munro I" was ber exclamation, in tbe extremity of her astonishment. "Good evening. Miss Doris!" was his reply, In a tone that bad an indefinable suggestion of triumph in it. Doris noted this, and took alarm. "1 did not know there was anyone on the island," said abe, stepping toward the boat.

Munro, however, placed a detaining tend upon ber arm. Sbe shook It off angrily. "I wish to return home at once. Mr. Monro," said abe. "A storm is raising, and I most go at once." "Walt, Miss Doris," waa bis answer, again detaining ber. Then he whistled shrilly twice. An answering signal came from np the shore, and from tbe covert of a damp of willows shot another boat, rowed by Hank Goodwin. "Perhaps, Mr. Munro," said Doris,

•SSI

with freezing dignity,

wyoa

will tell me

why yoa presume to stop me? I wish to return home at once." "Yon do me great injustice. Miss Doris," was his reply, a slight flush rising to bis face, "I do not wish to injure yoa in any way. Bat if I seem harsh, mast plead good cause as my excuse." "And pray, sir." returned Doris, in anger, "what may your 'good cause' be?" "My love for you, sweet Doris!"

The girl flashed scarlet, and her heaving breast told of the rising storm with' in. "Really, sir," she replied sarcastically, "your love for me most be very strong indeed! Let me pass, sir!"

With a nimble leap, sbe sprang away from his reach, ana made a wild dash for her boat. She was not quick enough, however, for as she giasped the rope tbat held tbe boat, Munro's arms encircled ber waist. "Let go your hold, sir!" she screamed, struggling to loosen his arms and free herself from tbe loathsome touch. "Not yet my pretty one!" was Munro's exulting reply.

Quick as a flash, mad with fright and anger, turning and with her open palm dealt him a stinging Blap upon the cheek. "Ho, ho! what a spitfire she is, sure enough!" said Hank, who had by this time reached tbe spot, grasping the girl's wrists firmly in his huge hands as he spoke.

Munro gazed triumphantly down into _)oris's face. "You perceive, Doris, tbst resistance is useless. 1 have no wish to harm you in the least, but you must go with us!" "I will not move one step to go with you or your hired villain here," was Doris's undaunted reply, "and the sooner I am free from your company, tbe better I shall like it!" "Then if you will not go peaceably, we shall be obliged to use force. Where are tbe thongs, Hank "Here they be!" said the grinning villain, indicating his coat pocket by a nod, but keeping Doris's hands in a vice-like grip, notwithstanding ber struggles.

Munro drew from the pocket several soft, but strong, thongs of deer hide, with which he bound her wrists securely, and fastened them together. Then lifting Doris in his arms, be carried ber towara the boat which Hank bad brought.

Stepping into it, he placed Doris on a blanket in the bottom, near tbe stern. Then he encircled her waist with along thong of deer hide which he fastened securely to tbe boat. "I do not wish to be unnecessarily rude," said he to Doris, "but I believe you are capable, frightened as you are, of leaping overboard and I propose to take no chances." "Afraid, you villain!" exclaimed Doris. "1 am not afraid of you, sir! A man is not capable of inspiring fear who has to hire another ruffian to nelp

steal a weak, ho Munro's face flush

him

:irl?" at ber taant, but Meanwhile Hank

be made no reply. bad pushed off, after fastening Doris's boat to tbe stern of bis own by tbe rope. Then he took tbe oars, and pulled lustily for tbe tongue of land, seen dimly to tbe west through the gloom of tbe rapidly gathering storm aud oomlng night.

Doris gazed faraway over the water to her father's camp. It was too dark to distinguish even the tent among tbe trees, and bad a boat been coming to ber rescue sbe could not have seen it a hundred yards away.

Tbe storm was gathering rapidly, and Hank bent himself to tne oars. The spiay of the waves darted over Doris, and Munro wrapped a heavy blanket around her shoulders.

and contempt of his cowardly conduct straggled with fear of what might be in stote for her, powerless and at his rnjrcy.

Finally the keel of the boat grated on the sands. "Here at last!" said Munro. "Quick, before the storm comes!"

Stooping over, he loosened the thong that bound Doris to the boat. Seeing tbat be intended to lift her again in his armB, she sprang up and quickly stepping to the bow, leaped on shore. "Quick, Hauk 1" shouted Munro, "catch her!" He had divined tbat Doris intended to make a desperate break for liberty.

Sbe had no pooner reached the ground than she darted off at the top of ber speed. Better the perils of the forest, of the night and storm, than to be in Munro's powerl

But Hank overtook her just as she reached the edge of the forest. "Hold on, my beauty!" said he, roughly, grasping ber pinioned arms. Munro reached his side an instant later, and took charge of the helpless girl, at tbe same time bidding Hank bide the boat.

Tbat worthy rapidly dragged the boat Into a clump of bushes which hid it comDtotolV* "Now set that other boat adrift, oars and all," commanded Munro.

A kick sent tbe little oraft out amid the waves, and

Munro,

said ,, "Now, Mian Doris, please walk as rapIdly as you cad, or we will be drenched with rain." "Not one step, sir!'' answered Doris. "Here, Hank, help me, quick!" called

The villain came to the other side, and each man taking a firm grasp on her

arm,

she was hurried forward by force, despite ber straggles. Finding resistence useless, Doris yielded to the inevitable, and hurried along at a rapid pace through tbe woods, which were now pitch dark. The path was, however, apparently well known to the men, and they hurried steadily forward.

Almost at the identical moment that Doris and her captors landed, Mr. Burnham, Fairfax and Dick pushed off to go in search of tbe girl.

Tbe first drops of rain was already falling when tbey reached tbe door of Monro's cabin by tbe edge of tbe swamp. "By gosh, I'm glad we're here before tbe rain!" said Hank, as he poshed open the door.

Just in time!" answered Monro, as he led Doris into tbe rude structure. The embers on the-hearth gave a dim light, and Munro. giviog ber a stool, turned and carefully fastened tbe door.

Doris sat down, panting. Tbe long and rapid walk baa been almost too much for her strength. [TO BB COSTCTUKD.]

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One bottle Radical Cure, one I Solvent and Panford's Inhale package, of all druggists for II Sanford's Radical Cure. "Tbe only absolutely specific ire know of. —Medical Times. "The best w* have found In a lifetime of suflfering.Rf Boston. "After along struggle jrllh Catarrh the Radical Cure hasconqured.*—Rev. 8. w. Monroe, Lewisburgb, Pa. "I bme not found a case that it did not relieve st once."—An drew liee, Manchester. Mass.

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Advertising Chsats!! "It has become so common to begin, an article, in an elegant, interesting* style, "Then ran it into some advertisement tbat we avoid all such, "And simplycall attention to the merits of Hop Bitters in as plain, honest. terms as possible, •. "To induce people "To give them one trial, which "so proves their value that they will never" use anything else." "The REMEDY SO favorably noticed :in all -the papers.

Religiovs and secular, Is "Having a large sale, and is supplanting all other medicines. "There is no denying the virtues of Hop. Bitters have shown great shrewdness and ability "In compounding a medicind whose virtues are so palable to every one's observation

Did She Die?

"No! .. "She lingered and suffered along, pining away all tbe time for years." ••The doctors doing ber no good "And at last was cured by this Hop* Bitters the papers the papers so much about." "Indeed! Indeed!" "How thsnkful we should b9 for that medicine."

A Daughters Misery.

"Eleven year our daughter suffered on abed of misery,' "From a complication of kidney, liver, rheumatic trouble andi Nervous debility, "Under the care of the best physicians "Who gave ber disease various names, "But no relief, "And now she is restored to us in good health by as simple a remedy as: Hop Bitters, tbat we sbuned for jears before dsing it." THK PARENTS.

V- .'. Prosecute the Swindlers!!! If when yon call for Hop Bitters (see gree cluster of Hops on the white label) the drug-, gist hands out any stuff called C. D. War-, ner's German Hop Bitters or with other "Hop" name, refuse it and Bhun that drug-, gist as you would a viper: and If he has taken, your money for the stuff, indict him for thefraud and sue him for damages for the. swindle,and we will reward you liberallyfor the oonvlction.

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Attorney at Law,

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(tLENHAM HOTEL} FIFTH AVENUE, NEW YORK, Bet. 21st and 22d sts„ near Madison Square,

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Why call CallendarVi Liver Bitten the Left Liver Bitters? Because tho human liver isotv-

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Why use the human liver as trade mark? Because

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