Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 18, Number 51, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 9 June 1888 — Page 7

"Ah, Mr, Breton, yes, yes, I was sure you •would come." The lawyer pulled two chairs together near his office table. John T. Giddings had changed a great deal since the time when be undertook to engineer the corporation scheme, Apparently he was going down hill very fast, without brakes. His eyes wore a glassy look, as if he had just waked from a drunken sleep. The smooth roundness of his •cheelu was gone, his lower jaw was strongly marked, and his nose seemed drawn out and (Sharpened to give the effect of a bird of prey. tPbilip glanced significantly about the room. ."Tho lawyer followed his eyes and laughed. "Changed some, aren't we—all lack of money. Actually, you have no idea how $10 even would furbish this old table and polish thi* floor. Jimes aint as they were, Mr. Breton, in thoold days, when I used to get fat fees out of men like your father. Nice man, your father. But," and he leered meaningly at his visitor,- "when we do get a chance for a •dollar I tell you wo jump at it." He tipped back his chair against his half filled book shelves and peered familiarly into Philip's stern face. "Why, look at those dirty fellows back by the door. Time was I wouldn't -notice a client unless he wore white collar and cuffs. But uow for business. I suppose you were little astonished to get my letterr "I should prefer not to have listeners," remarked Philip, coldly. "Oh, well, I will finish with these fellows first, then. I thought you might be im•patient." "Not at all, sir."

The lawyer's clothes were threadbaro and Koilod, and the black felt hat that bo wore, indoors and out, well slouched over his eyes, was torn in tho crown. Philip compared him with his shabby looking callers, and could not see but the clients looked as well a9 their patron. But at every sign of poverty and degradation his heart sank lower and lower, for the man must be reckless and hungry tw a man eating shark. If it lay in bis power to rack tho life out of a victim— the man could have no restraint of character or decency to back his hand. Could there be anything ho knew about Bertha's past, that terrible gap Philip had not tried to look into? He dared not think. Impatient! ho dreiuiwl the moment when the lawyer should xend away hb soiled clients. Philip started each time ho half turned as if to come baclt. But when Giddings closed the door after tho poor wretches, which was not until a littlo roll of bills had passed from their bands to his, and came back to his seat, the young mill owner did not seem to observe him until tho lawyer said: "I have filled out a complaint, but hare not signed it yet."

Philip looked at him blankly. "What is a complaint!" "Well, my dear sir, A man of your position might paw a lifetime and never know. Ahem! It is a form of procedure that is generally understood to le applicable only to the poor. When a wretch has committed a burglary, for Instaiice, somo friend of justice, as I for example, goes beforo a magistrate and makes certain charges. Then tho poor devil is arrested, dragged beforo the court and tried." "Well, sir, what are your complaints to me!"

The lawyer smiled. "Strictly, nothing, unless you Identify yourself with a woman calling herself Bertha Breton." Ho paused to notice tho effect of his words. "My wife," gasped Philip. "Oh, for God's sake, speak quick!" "You have been lately married f' "A week ago." "The woman yon have married has a husband already. By remorrying as she has dono ii!io has committed a felony by our laws. Home rather inaccurately call her crime bigamy. A stato prison offense, I suppose you know—I mean for hor. The law of our state does not touch you." "But she told me sho was free to marry." How far off his voice sounded. Was it he, indeod, in a low attorney's office, discussing his wife, whether she were a felon or no. It was liko a horrible dream too horrible to be anything but a dream but ho could not awake from it. "No doubt she thought so," said the lawyer, charitably "but let me Show you." He opened a drawer in front of him, and took out along pa|Hr. Isn't it odd, women have no notion of folding a legal document correctly. Did you ever notice itf "No, I npwr noticed it," answered Philip, mechanically. He felt as if he were standing still, while tho world was flying from under his feet. "This is the marriage certificate, It is proper in form, you will sec."

Yes it seemed correct. Bertha's name was there, ami Curran's. They seemed to leap out of tho parchment as be read. And there were two witnesses. Ho rubbed his cym. "Thomas Bailee"—that was the name of the servant he bad turned away. Yew it was not an hour ago he turned him away. "Who is this Thomas BailesP "He was a waiter at the 'Lockout house* whore the happy couple were made one."

The l*npor fiuttanxl to tho floor, tho walls of the room seemed rushing in upon him, while the grinning face of the lawyer danced lit hideous measure before his eyes. Was God. in hi* mercy, sending him death* When his brain cleared again the lawyer was talking stilL "You will wonder how I happen to possess this paper, but you will recollect my advertisement at the top of my letter bemi? Well it wemed Mrs. Ourran, excuse me. grew tired of fc*r uncongenial husband, quite outside her sjihere of course*. A fine fellow that Curran was But the young lady naturally iwghed for her old, more refined associations. K«v hu^Uan-l dns nothing but shock her. 8b» UvonK-s wivtched, her erase is over,

BRETON MILLS.

A Romance of New England Life.

CHARLES J. BELLAMY,

Editor of the Springfield (Mas*.) News.

^Copyrighted by the author and published In The Mail by arrangement with him.]

Begun in The Mail March 31st.

CHAPTER XXVIL A LEGAL DIHTI5CTIO*.

IK)X,

reality i* not to her delicate taste at all. What

next!

She leaves him. Fortune throws

niv advert in her way and I feceire a Nter from her address, then at Vineboro, Hero was a short war out of it all, a divorce without trouble or publicity, for any cause i!«iml. She would be free as air again, free toe»d ber life, a* she no doubt intended, in conventual retirement,"

Giddings threw his feet upon the table and srniJed very slyly. "I umkrtook her suit. What Utter cause could then? be than ineompatibttity, Oh, no she need not erxae to l**-fcout, so U$crw was no trouble ami as to publicity, wiif, will TOO belksv# if— and the lawyer winked horribly at his rfettor "Curran himself was within twenty miles ot during the pwjbwy at ti» suit, and

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be never guessed his' wife was being divorced from him and I don't believe he knows it to this day. Ha, ha!" And he laid his head back on his chair and laughed till ths tears ran down his faoe. "But you procured her a divorcer It is almost worth pain to have the exquisite delight that comes with relief.

Philip felt ashamed that he had distrusted God so much. How much more joyfully he could cherish his wife than before. There was no blot of shame on

her

sweet name.

There was no page in her life the whole world might not look at then. And this man wanted a reward for what he had done, aye, and he should have it. There was no gift too great for him who had turned this young hftsband's bitterest memories sweet, who had made his life and bis love like that of other men. He reached forward and grasped the lawyer's oily hand in hearty good

will.

Gidding's stared at him in silence a moment. Then he moved uneasily in his chair and released his hand. "I guess you don't understand," he had enough of his manhood left to hesitate. It was actually a more disagreeable business than he had counted on. "Such secret convenient divorces as I get don't stand in our courts. The whole thing is bogus, my dear sir." Philip's face had become liko a dead man's, "Issued by the supreme judicial court of Utah, it says on them but there is no such court, and as for the seal, I keep it in this little drawer. Besides, if there were such a court, and its genuine seal were stamped on a decree of divorce, it would amount to nothing when both parties live in this state. Our state makes its own decrees. Utah decrees or the decrees of any foreign state or territory are void hero. Your wife is Curran's wife yet, She is as much married to him today aS she ever was." "How am I to know but that you are lying to me?" I The attorney handed him over a file of letters with

shrug of his shoulders. "You

need not wade through them all, the last is conclusive, I think you will agree with me." Ma. OmntNOS— Dear Sir—

I received this morn

ing the divorce from the supreme judicial court of Utah, and you will find Inclosed a draft for the second half of the $300 agreed upon. Of course I have to rely wholly on your assurance that my divorce is complete, and that 1 have a right to rpsume my inaideu name. I thank you for the quiet way- in which you have have managed it. I did not suppose it could be done so easily. only wonder Mr. Curran has taken it so calmly, ho seemed almost wild when 1 first left him. Yours gratefully,

BEBTHA F.LLtNoswonrn.

Yes, thero was no doubt about it. It was Bertha's liundwriting no forgery could have deceived her lover'a eyes. How littlo she fancied ho would ovor be reading it over, and cursing the first hour he ever looked on her dear face. He watched tho attorney put it back on file again. It (teemed a desecration to lay ono of her notes in tho stained, tin

with the ignoble company of lying and suppliant letters. "Sho seems to have relied completely on some assuranco of yours that her divorce would lie good. Philip tried to speak calmly to this man, who h?ld his darling's fate in tho hollow of his band, but his voice trembled, and almost broke. "You are not well," exclaimed tho lawyer, and ho opened another drawer in his desk and drew ont a square shaped, yellow colored bottle. "Take a swallow of this,"

Philip clutched it eagerly. He thought now be could understand how a mau might want to drown all pride and sense in drunkenness. Ho poured tho crude stuff down his parched throat as if it wero .water. One swallow was not enough, nor were two, but when he set the bottle upon the table at last, the lawyer resumed: "And so it would have been good, nine times out of ten, good enough to make all parties concerned comfortable. A document is a document to most people, a seal is a seal. As a man Ihinketh, so is he. Parties divorced by my flat alone, remarry and raise children, and are as happy and clear of conscience as if they were not committing a sin every hour of their lives, unless it happens to come out." "This has come out, I suppose, and Lockout is all agog with it." Philip's heart stopped beating while he waited for bis answer. "No, my dear sir, another mistake no one under heaven knows of it but me, and you now." Breton must have token him for a fool.

Philip started from his chair liko lightning. "Thank God, then Bertha is safe yet." But Giddings attempted to look very sterfc. "Did you suppose I made out that complaint for nothing? She is rLh and beautiful and proud, no doubt, but the same law hangs over her as the rest of us. No one knows of her crimo yet, but before the sun sets," tho attorney rose, and cautiously put tho table between himself and his guest, whose eyes seemed to him to gleam dangerously, "but before tho sun sets," be continued, watching the other closely, "an officer with a warrant will call at your front door."

Philip lifted his chair high in air, and brou itdown like a trip hammer where OidcS js had stood. But the agile attorney bad dodged aside and left the chair to break into splinters over the table.

Philip lifted hi* ckair kiffk i* air.

'Scoundrel! V*" ill yoa coo» with and billets to take away my wife from my arms for following ywtr lying ccwnscK I* that your law! Does it choose such mlnisSers yon to break up pmceful

and shot

behind bars a woman as ^.ocont as an •nscir PbfHp was w)randns toward I

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"I wont touch you." And Philip folded his arms across his breast, while the red blood forsook his ice at the threat. He was in this contemptible creature's power. He might grind his teeth at him be must obey him. "You seem very obtuse, Mr. Breton," explained the lawyer, from a respectful distance. "I have no ill will toward Mrs. Breton, a very modest, and I may add"— "As sure as there is a God, if you speak of her so, I will throw you from the window. Your secret will die with you then."

The lawyer smiled unhealthily. "I want money, that is all there is to it. Yon are rich—Mrs. Breton—well, well, don't be an gry. In a word, I want to be paid to keep my secret."

Philip cart a glance of ineffable contempt at him Then be put his hands behind him and walked slowly across the room. The price of life, of honor, of liberty! Nomoney could measure it. But what trust could he rest in the fidelity of so base a creature as this! The vampiro would suck his blood forever, and forever cry for more he would learn that his victim would make himself a beggar to save this woman, and would beggar him without shame. The creature might not stop with money favors ho might require to be made a companion to be invited to his table, and presented to his friends to be godfather to his children, and at last, in anger at some unintended slight, or in some drunken debauch, might bring or call down the ruin dreaded so long. His lifelong slavery would have been in vain. Better dungeon—no, Bertha must not be sacrificed. Philip turned on his heel and stopped before his tormentor. "How much do you want!"

His glassy eye brightened. "Oh, I will not be too hard just because I have got the whip hand of you. Say £200, and your secret is safe." "For how longf sneered Philip. "Forever," answered Giddings, with virtuous decision. "I swear before God I will never ask another penny of you and your secret shall die with me."

Philip had taken out his pocketbook. He found a $50 bill then he drew a check for $150. The poor lawyer eyed the money with a great tenderness his heart softened at sight of it, and the love of approbation, that never dies out of even the most degraded soul, stirred in his. "I aint so bad a fellow, after all," ho said, as he took up the money "I know lots of men who in my place wouldn't have let you off for less than a cool thousand." "Your circle of friends must be very select." Philip was moving toward the door. "To be sure, to be sure," but somehow tho lawyer kept close to him, "I couldn't help feeling sorry for you and then your wife is such a nice woman it never seemed to me jails were made for such as she" "Stop your driveling," cried Philip, turning on him so suddenly that the man fancied at first he had been struck, "keep your blood money, but don't dare to breathe her name, even in your prayers."

The lawyer chuckled to himself when the door closed behind his wealthy client, suppose I have considerable grit."

Then he pocketed the bill and scrutinized the check. "But I was almost too nosy with him. Somo fellows, now, would have just bled him."

CHAPTER XXVIII. TIIE WHITE CHAMBER.

The 6 o'clock train drew up at the Breton ville station, and the young husband alighted a changed man. Tho brick walls of his mills looked strangely unfamiliar to him. Was he indeed the owner of them? Was that his house set like a castle on the hill off to the left? It seemed impossible that any of his old acquointanccs should recognizo him, but here somebody was shaking hands with hijn. "What, to soon away from your young wife?" "Business," muttered Philip, breaking away from him impatiently. How the man's simple blue eyes would start out of their Sockets if he guessed what the business had been. How he would regale his eager family with the infamous story, and sleep more complacently that night for the sudden calamity that had fallen on the rich man's home, whila he was safo and his home spotless.

Another acquaintance drew Philip's hand through his arm before he could roach his carriage. "Something very confidential," he whispered mysteriously.

Then Philip had bribed the greedy lawyer to keep a secret which he had already feasted tho whole country on. He glanced around him with a now, hunted look in his facc. He fancied ho saw a jeculiar expression in the eyes of the bystanders. Some of them appeared to avoid looking at him. "It is this." Philip held his breath and the man laughed at his humor. "Ono w.uild think you were scared to death. I was only going to say niy wife and I want to call tomorrow on your charming bride." "By all means," Philip answered huskily, and threw himself into his carriage. He had nothing to fear from this man at least he clearly enough had not heard the news. People don't call on—it was too terrible! He let down tho carriage window for fresh air. Tho village policeman stood by the roadside talking to a stranger. As the carriage passed they spoke of Breton, apparently, and laughed. The man must bo a detective, armed with the authority to break into his home and carry away his wife. They would shut her in the dock, crowded close by murderers and foul mouthed thieves. The court house galleries would be packed w\'h ruffians to stare at her sweet, frightened face, and her high bred friends would sit below and look insolent disdain at her, and wonder how they ever escaped contamination from her. 'Drivo faster!" he shouted to the coachman. Perhaps they had not seised her yet and clarr 1 their hideous iron bracelets about her dim. arms.

If he were there they would not dare to touch ber. Would they dare burst in his gate and brook down his massive oaken doors, stride with their soiled boots through his parlors and tear her from his very arms? His father created this very town, and the men whom Philip Breton had befriended would rush to his help. Who ever heard of a he." so grand as bis being invaded by loud voi....i officers—of justice—they called it, to drag a wife from her home? Let tbera dare to do it. "Faster! Drive f-

The carriage rot.

into his grounds and be

leaned out and looked about him. He saw no signs of dfefsr* -ace yet. His garfrrrr cutting a be |£iet of roses, Bl gray head, be wonld not be making bouquets for an •••etwe-fl,

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•V.'l .in .-i' JOB the roses fori" How heavy his master's hand nested on his sbmalder. "For the mistress, if yds pknsc, sir." "Istfae within, then "Cant yoo bear her playin\ sirf

Thank God for that gentle bnen that brought the analc to his

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locked tte door. He v. after him and with nobcle* sSsp undo r—isi.' TH •jo he in at .-."r,.-*, hi• mm w«ek wife. She wore no or

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She had come to stay, night, morning, noon, always. She had come to stay. But a sudden change passed over his fac& That proud faced woman was a—they called it~a criminal, a felon, on whose soft, white shoulder any policeman in the state might freely lay his rude hand. She would look to him, bat he could not help ha* be had undertaken to protect her, but he must stand back with breaking heart while they dragged her away. Could they not let him imprison hor at home? She should never go outside a cell, for soch as she. She would die. Was there no pity in their iron laws* To-morrow her name would be heralded nbroad. Perhaps her sweet face, almost too fair for kisses, blazoned on the outside sheet of the lowest picture papers, and the dreg* of tho great cities would revel in its insulting beauty. Poor girl, she was thinking she bad a right with him, that her home was in his arms, perhaps dreaming of a household whose queen she should be, of pretty, proud faced boys and blue eyed daughters, who should sometimes cluster about her knees. She was living in a false world. Her children—God grant that she may never have them—ah, the law had a bitter name for what their children would be. He was the wealthiest man in 100 miles, and he could not give his children a name. Her children how he could love them but each young face in turn must mantle with shame. And was there nothing be could do for this woman! She had given herself to him all his vows were upon him. "Bertha." She looked up and smiled on his stricken face and played on.

He came up behind her. She was his yet He bent down and kissed her warm white neck beneath her red gold hair. The law had not claimed her yet, and all the rites of religion had made her his wife. One moment he stood by her side the next he fell upon his knees, and imprisoned the quick flying hands. He felt he could not bear the music now, it was a wild waltz she was playing he bowed his head in her lap. "Why Philip, are you so tired?" "I am weary unto death," and his bent form shook with agony and baffled love.

Bertha's eyes rested calmly on his head for a moment, then glanced at the music sheet on its rack not a spark of emotion showed in their clear depths. The perfect shape of her mouth was not hurt by one disturbing quivei1 of the rare red lips they did not curve downward in gentle tenderness, nor part in sweet pity. There was not one shado more of color in her fair cheeks for this trenbliug heart broken man whose whole soul seemed dissolving in love and sacrifice: who would have suffered a lifetime to save her from the unguessed fate which hovered fearfully abovt her gold crowned head.

It was two hours later that Philip saddled and bridled Joe, the white horse, and set out for Mrs. Ellingsworth's. Strangely enough, as he sat at tea ho had remembered the first malevolent expression in Jane Ellingsworth's face as his bride and he drove pqst that very noon. It lmd changed so quickly to smiles that ho bad doubted his eyes, but he trembled at his memory of it now, and tho piece ot paper that had fluttered to her feet, what could it be? Could it be she knew all that while he was buying over the lawyer so that ho should not use his terrible power, thera might be near at hand an enemy to tho death, who only toyed a moment with her ]oisoned arrow to shoot it when it would strike with deadliest effect? Philip had parted with Bertha as painfully as if he wore leaving her to die, and as ho rode off ho looked up and down the street as if danger lurked in every shadow.

Ought ho not to have told hor? But what good? Sho might enjoy a few more days ol calm. Tho worst could not bo worse than such torture of fear and hourly dread as suffered. Sho trusted him perfectly, and ha believed he could fight best alone. He would ward off every danger human brain could foresee, and wealth and strength and ingenuity opposo, and then, oh God, and then But it could do no good to warn lior. She might flutter in her terror straight into tho very jaws of destruction. As for him, ho could bo cool and firm, though his heart was consuming within him. And who knows the hair that held the sword over her head might never snap, and at last, after many years—what years of agony they would bo to him—she might lie down at last in an honored grave. Ne, he would not tell her. [f God in his mercy would permit him he would thank him night and morning, and carry the burden of nourly terror, for her sake, alone.

The horse was not happy. His master had no kind word for him after his absence, nor ono stroke for his glossy neck. He sidled sulkily to and fro across tho road and made but very slow progress, till a sharp blow of tho hand that was used to pat him sent him bounding in great leaps on his way, forgetful of everything excyt his own resentment. When ho reached Mr. Ellingsworth's gate, Philip was sorry he had come so fast, for ho had not thought yet how to conceal his motive in coming. But Jane received him so cordially that lie quite forgot ho had anything to cgnceal.

This evening Jane appeared at her very best She made Philip tell her where ho had been with his bride, on their short trip? and all they bad seen, and was so charmingly interested that bo imagined he was suo .•ocding in quite winning her over i:i Bertha'o favor. Then chc hojKxl they v.ouhl bo

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It was at the same moment that Jane Ellingsworth drew a letter from her pocket, as she sat in the parlor where Philip bad left her. She had read the letter a dozen times it was the same that had fluttered to the floor when sho had thrown kisses to tho bridal pair, and this was the part that had interested her so much: "You ask mo why I did not marry Bertha! Who has been insalting her, then? She is my wife, so far as laws can make a wife. Sho left me because she no longer loved ma I suppose I was too ill bred and common a man for her. If sbo had only known it before. I watched her in terror as she began to awako from her dream of love. I tried to woo her again. I thought it might be I was not fond enough, and I became so tender I wearied ber. I thought perhaps I was not gentle enough, and then I nevor spoke to her but in approval. But ber beautiful face grew colder and colder every day. I saw tho bght of lovo that had ma..ie it an angel's fade hour by hour. Then I fell on my

Knees

and prayed

her to lovo me, but she only drew back her skirts. Then I told her I must die if sho wero cruel to me, and asked—begged her to love me for pity. But when the title of lovo begins to ebb all the prayers

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world cannot stay it Her face grew cold and hard and the lovo died out of uer voice. Sho never confessed sho had mistaken herself in marrying mo tiil the very hour sho left me. Yes, MO is my wife, and my heart aches always for her. Write and tell me whero sho is—perhaps some time she may come back to me, for she once seemed to love me, and they say lovo cannot dio. CCRRAN."

NERVES! NERVESll

What terrible vision* this little word briflf before the eyes of the nerrous. Htadacbe, Neuralgia,

Indigestion, Sleeplessness, Nervous Prostratm*.

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v«j£ y. \om[3ound

For The Nervous

xA,The

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'I The Aged.

GREAT NERVE TONfO

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WELLS, RICHARDSON A CO.. firopri***

BURLINGTON, VT.

DRINK PURE WATER

BY USING THE

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In Your Wells and Cisterns.

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Feb. 23,18g7.

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ALVIN SQUIRES.

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Ind.

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The ipmd of «anltary science has made mmt households whether In city or country, aware of the prime Importance of looking well to the water rnipply. They know that for fhe ignorant carele#* in aach mutter* death lur*» In

the unr .geane in the nngaardwi well or clatern. Yet many are to-t nidn* water from well* in d»n«eron#pr*' 'i' ty to«r«i^ »of pollution,from

asli'.ittimei" u.nilate from the .^iln«mof the **ofen uoi itly comiKwed of *'. :-t from fhe poblto

dro,' of

thui

obargo. At.

splondld taodical work should bo read by tutry man who is nervous and debilitated. Prof.

FOWLE11, Hoodus,

COBBUAddree^.

cittern*

that la

-tyed

mte t{

wnu-r.

leaven, and

u-.iry have not nmed fii'tthe danger to life and health

..i«hy Inrut

exovw of

"ntiii'ni to aneh wateroniy f*cat»e

may 'h- Aviated by a irtmpte and ln«p-

zymotic dlac^'. It ia only net-

seewr.- the 5, -r o*y§- tUoni *nd ventilation of the

i.nUoii

'taryto

»»uU'»rj. Toi* 1* jw-om|l(xb-l

-:i* iMckt' tpand* terPur r. tli«wtrat«d fterewlth, r, the»nd cii-i^pesit method of drawi!. vntter fr

with a purlflcration of the

snd li.-.roturhiv In ac«rdance witta. t' astoT"-'.'!'

footcatwell or cistern within ten day* aflw

evi

ry Instance where it falls to

Every Pump Warranted for 5 years.

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rr„, ft IT m,

ii see glass model, abowln#

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BROS