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Vol. 21.—No. 7.

THE_MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPIE

Notes and Comment.

How

suddenly the boycott scheme of

the Atlanta Constitution collapsed! The days of mad dogs and shooting stars are here. Look out for bitos and lights.

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Oscar Wilde says he bates to see name in the newspapers. Is it because it doesn't look a^thetic?

What Is electrocision? Murder, nothing but murder, even though the law authorizes it. Yet we are a civilized nation. _______

St. Padl and Minneapolis are indulging In- a recount. What a "joke" it woul& be if both lost 10,000 or 20,000 on the experiment. _______

The czar says Russia needs a big army "to protect the inyaluablo blessings of peace." Snoh "peace" as Russia enjoys is a very questionable blessing, to say tke least. %he latest scandal concerning New York's treatment of General Grant's remains In that a largo b^"1

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on a spot near the great soldiers grave, where a flower bed was promised. For shame 1

A western editor has suggested that Zola locate one of his stories on the Chi cago rivet. No doubt as solid founds tlon for it is desired, albeit the tale would be light enough to float on air.

Alabama, Kentucky, Arkansas, Ver uiont, Maine and Georgia hold elections before November. Is thereany question as to which way tbey thoy will go? Not at all. The Democrats will carry all but Mat no and Vermont.

At a meeting of a citron's committee in Now York, recently, was resolved that "politics is business." Yes, "it" undoubtedly is a business and Is sometimes worked on a very remunerative basis—in Louisiana, for instance.

Many unkind things have been said about the Brazil girls, but this, from the

Hill "One of Brazil's society girls is so fat that when she goes buggy-riding her beau has to lift her into the vehiclo with a derrick. _____

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atnto polo league, the circuit to include Mutide, Fort Wayne, Richmond, Indianapolis, Anderson and Kokomo. Why not experiment next with cricket and then lacros&e. Nothing like trying everything.

The United States now has six sorts of money—gold coin, silver coin, gold certificates, silver certificates, greenbacks and national bank bills—and it will have another sort a few weeks hence. The treasury bullion notes for which the now silver law provides. lUissol Harrison, wero he a son of his father, would besulfioient excuse for the Republicans to refuse President Harrison a renomlnatlon. He is, compared with his father, narrow-minded and weak, and it is to be regretted that so many of his utterances are used as the basis of criticism against the president.

Since the death of A. T. Stewart no less than

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some or them bearing the name of Stewart, but who never personalty or otherwise, knew of A. T. The New York Sun says it won't he long, perhaps, before the notion that one Is a Stewart heir will become a recognised form of Insanity.

In an answer to the question, "Does it pay to be funny," Bill Nye writes: ''The only sorrowful feature connected with this growing demand for fun is that it has stimulated the fungus growth of a kind of humor which would wring tears from a door kuoo." He might have added, "I'm doing considerable of this kind of writing myself," and his reader* would have regarded it as solemn truth.

Rev. Samuel B. Stewart gave evidence of abroad and liberal mind when he expressed this sentiment: "A woman does not give up her wifehood or her motherhood, her graces or sensibilities, when she becomes a voter. But suffrage will increase woman's self-respcct. When «ho. considers these higher questions of geu«*r*l interest, she will become a larger and nobler person." Slowly, but surely, all men are tending toward this opinion.

An Interesting on "Oar Foreign Immigration" in the August Arena offers some startling figure*. It appears that in 1*40 lha city of New York contained one Protestant church toevwry 2,0c© people in one to *u 188$, on# to 4,0s)0. In some of the up-town wards, when? the brat showing was made, one church sufficed for &,m people, white there was one saloon to 135 people The total population of the el|y waa about 1, 300.000, and the lota) member-snip of the Protestant churche* only about 100,000, Wbal does ibis mean? That the pessimistic view of the end of humanity it he correct octet It would seem so,

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In the little city of Wooster, Ohio, is a large lot which has successively been owned by every president since Mr. Madison. When the town was laid out, Joseph H, Larwill, one of the founders, deeded one of the largest and most elligible lota to James Madison, and after him to the incumbents of the presidential office. None of these men ever 'occupied the lot and most of them never beard of it, but it is there and has in torn been used as a grave yard and a general town lot.

Rev. T. DeWitt Talmage has gone Into materialism and has estimated the dime nt ions of heaven, measured the whale which Jonah inhabited, and figured out Solomon's estate to have been warth $191,528,006,032. This provokes the comment from the Elgin (111.) Every Saturday, that if he "will give us the length of the snake which caused that fall in apples, the kind of fuel used in the fiery furnace, and what system of ventilation was used in the ark, it will be time for him to take up another contribution for the tabernacle fund."

Town Talk.

FOR YOUR VOTE, OF COURSE.

"Good morning, good morning. How are you to-day?" accompanied by a pro found obeisance and simultaneous gesture with the right arm. Such is the efftisive greeting of the candidate as you pass him on the street, one candidate at least in particular, and two or three more if not all in general. How do you know he is a candidate? Simply by iiis manner, though you have been out of the city for a month or more and are not aware that in the meantime two or three county and congressional conventions bavo been held. Before your departure this gentleman, who now greets yod with such over-powering enthusiasm passed you on the street without recognition. His whole time seemed occupied in a sort Of premeditated obsorb tion of distant surroundings. Of course you had been introduced to him once, twice, and possibly three times. To be sure you met him frequently in places of amusement and occasionally came in contact with him in business way You grant that on such occasions lie treated you courteously and occasionally warmly, Yet at all other times your |ace was strange to him, provoking no sign of recognition as you passed within half a dozen foot of him on Main street. He seemed to be utterly oblivious of the fact that you wore still in existence. Even several mild attempts at speaking, such as a nod of your head, failed to arouse him from the apparent stupor. Your individual importance failed to produce even a condescending glance for your approach was a signal to turn the other way. Humble though you were, you were not taken into the folds of his accommodating friendship. Even worship at the shrine of his superhuman dignity produced not the slightest impression. But now, io! and behold! He almost tips his hat to you. His smile on seeing you reaches from ear to ear. Involuntarily his hand is extended to you. Spontaneously he inquires if you had a pleasant vacation trip. Unconsciously be asks concerning the family. Instinctively he inquires after the welfare of your business interests. His whole manner is one of cordial, solicitous concern in your undertakings. Beyond a doubt his actions are such as would ordinarily please you. Who can resist being pleased when an acquaintance takes such doep interest in you? Your vanity as well as your sympathetic nature Is touched, and yet under such circumstances you feel the absence of all this pleasure, for the awful inconsistency of this newly found friend comes to you. You cannot reconcile August to June, for one is day and the other night. While pondering over the sudden transformation, the solution Is offered. The candidate interrupts the thread of conversation with something like this: "Oh, by the way, were you aware that I secured the nomination for on, the ticket? Yea, got It on the ballot. I'd be pleased to have you vote for me if you can do it consistently. Of course, I know yoa area but then It isn't always host to vote a straight ticket on a county election," etc., etc. Could anything be clearer than this sudden change of face toward you. When the full understanding comes over yon a fort of combative sensation takes possession. Ah, how delightful it would be to cut loose and tell him exactly what you think of him. Bat this would be unwise and so ytra refrain. Never* thetess yon think, why cannot candidates b® honest. What u#e la It to entirely change one's disposition simply to Impress people with our extreme genialSty? It la all a mistake, this impression that great cordiality will win the race. The probability la that it will prove a boomerang and be an end to on«'s defeat, Ncowwarily the candidate moat be an artful man, bat above all things he must not be so constantly deceitfu*. OntSemen of the county tickets, keep this in mind. trroiiA

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How delightful! The new Union station Is a tangible certainty, and what ia more it ia to be an architectural in nova­

tion which will delight the populace. The old, old land-mark, known as the Union depot, is to be abandoned. Such a ^gratifying piece of information, authentic in every detail, is hard to accept, for rumor has so many times drawn plans for a new building and located it on various sites, that ail hope of such good fortune was abandoned. But Mr» McKeen and the Vandalia company have said the time for a new station has come and we take their word as authority. To them all thanks is due, for the Mackey lines and Big Four entered into the scheme so reluctantly, it is said, that Mr. McKeen decided the Vandalia should build the station alone. The foundations are to be laid this fall, and next summer the entire building finished. How pleasant it will then be to meet visiting friends on their arrival, and when they look around them and remark "What a beautiful station!" to reply^ "You must remember you are in Terre Haute, Indiana. This is only the beginning of what we have to show you." It will not be necessary to go on snd say: "Wait till you see our pavtd streets, our beautiful unfenced lawns, our fine residences, our complete electric street car system, our State Normal school, our court house, our Rose orphan home, our pretty girls," etc-, etc. All this will follow in due order, and as each additional feature is unfolded the surprise on your friend's face will repay you for the pains of taking him around. It must be acknowledged all these attractions are not with us now, but next year they will be, so let the bright apticipation go on.

INJUSTICE.'

During the last week the local ball team, which by the

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Haute before the public eye in all parts of this country as well as Canada, has lost several games. This has occasioned considerable criticism, especially on the part of the Gazette baso ball reporter. Some of the remarks against one or two of he players were especially as well as needlessly severe. Indeed they were in a large measure uncalled for. Base ball is like all other games, part skill and part luck,

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that luck defeats skill in a game. This has been true in the games during the past week and it seems unjust to make it appear otherwise by roasting individual members. It is also wVqfig io &^kraBi thfcteam of loose field wtfwfc' all round. Such criticism has a demoralizing effect on the men and cannot possibly be beneficial.

THE SURPLUS.

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There is a surplus so it seems, in the park fund and from all indications the park commissioners are at loss what to do with it. In view of this Mayor Danaldson suggested that the city hire a band to play each Sunday afternoon for the pleasnre of those who go out. The suggestion was an unwise one, however, and the council displayed wisdom in refusing to accept it. If there is no better way of expending the money than this it should not be spent but should be allowed to accumulate. Then In time, enough of a fund might be secured to enable the purchase of another park. Some time the necessity for more parks will be keenly felt, and unless a little foresight is shown, when this time oomes the city will be powerless to remedy the need. The matter should not be lost sight of by any means.

SA UCR FROM OTHER SANCTUMS.

Yonkers Statesman: Life in Chicago: Money, ceremony, alimony. You occasionally meet a rich man who says that the greatest happiness Is found in poverty and you occasionally remember that all men are liars, too.

Exchange: A philosophical and ad* culating man rises to remark what a singular thing it is that the simple utterance of the word "Yes" at the altar gives a woman the right to "No" so much after marriage.

Atchison Globe: A woman never gets so old that you cannot please her by making some reference to the number of hearts she broke when she was a girl.

Binghamton Leader: A serious need these days ia a gaa meter that is intelligent enough to know when the family ia at the seaside and honest enongh to say so.

Binghamton Leader: No man has yet climbed the ladder of fame on the rounds of drinks.

Somorville Journal: The man who keeps still when he hasn't anything to say ia a public benefactor.

Milwaukee Wisconsin: The ltd of the place that Bob Ingersoil j*»ys doesn't exist seems to be getting pretty thin this year.

Elmira Gaxette: Spontaneous combustion is sometimes caused by an ate* cumulation of olkxl rags and sometimes by a collection of it&sttm&oe policies.

Oil City BlSjasard: It mmally pays In the long run tcfi perform little acts of kindness, for although sometimes one's favors are not returned, there are many people from whom you can get two for one. ..

Mrs. D. W. Swan, a cultured, public spirited woman of Scran ton, Bk, lull been appointed a member of the board of Director* of Public Charities in that P*"* ,,

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Now that Stanley, the explorer, has been wedded with due ceremony, in Westminster Abbey, to Miss Dorothy T&nnant, he becomes anew object of interest. All the world loves a lover, and & married man is a lover so long as the honeymoon lasts, and so stories that are now told of the intrepid traveller possess a,certain amount of interest. There was an incident in his early career that had an an^using side to it and which has not yet found its way into print.

The story is rather time-worn that James Gordon Bennet, proprietor of the fterald, sent one day for one of the brightest of nis reporters, named Henry M. Stanley, and gave him the laconic instruction to "Find Livingstone. No matter how much money it costs find Livingstone." Well, the young Herald reporter went into the wilds ol Africa, found Dr. Livingstone, restored him to Civilization, and his bones now rest along with those of other great men in tl»e abbey. Stanley became famous learned societies honored him, royalty smiled upon him, he published a book of his adventures which had a wide sale. The once humblo reporter 'Was famous. In the very heyday of his renown he returned to his native land to deliver a course of lectures, and it is here that the joke comes in.

It was in tho early seventies, when some member of the Lotos Club had seceded from that organization and had established the Arcadian Club, with the late Colonel Henry G. Stebbins as President The Lotos was then in plainer quarters than at present, occupying the house next door to the Academy of Music, iii Irving Place, while the Arcadians had set up their lares and penates in a large houae in Fourth Avenue above Seventeenth street. The rivalry botwefrn %e two clubs was bitter and each was vielng with Jbhe other in effort to capture notables for the purpose of "reoeJying|' them. To put it frankly, each Club yajs trying to see which could be successful tuft hunter. :A)rse th«j announcement^fSat was aljQu^to come to New York. officersi,:otIftie re^petitlv^ elu"a* on their mettle, but finally, after a good deal of correspondence, the Lotos secured,the prize and the night for the reception was duly set and invitations were issued.

It was a summer night, and the halls of the Arcadian were, so to speak, shrouded in gloom. About half past 8 o'clock the late Hon. Algernon S. Sullivan and I were sitting in a half darkened and deserted drawing-room, when there came a ring at the door bell. Presently "Buttons" brought in a card bearing the name of "Henry M. Stanley." Sullivan looked at me and I looked at Sullivan. The same idea seemed to occur to us both simultaneously. In an instant the club servants had very gas jet In the reception and drawing-rooms burning brilliantly, and when the young explorer entered we greeted him effusively in ablaze of light.

A messenger was speedly sent to Colonel Stebbins, who lived in Fifteenth street, near Fifth avenue, and he hurried around to the club-house. Other members dropped in and by 10 o'clock we had a full-fledged Stanley reception in progress. He looked somewhat puzzled, for, while he was in evening dress, the Arcadians were in ordinary business attire, but there was an almost continuous popping of champagne corks, the hero as toasted again and again, and it was nearly midnight before he discovered his error and was escorted to the Lotos. The secret of It all was that Stanley had mistaken one club-house for the other.

Meanwhile all had been consternation at the Lotos Club. A supper had been prepared, a liberal supply of champagne had been put on ice and there were noted speakers primed with speeches prepared for the occasion. As the hours passed by the members of the committee became more and more nervous, and about midnight just before Stanley had left the Arcadian, a member came in with information of the reception that was going on there. The whole affair added to the bitterness between the two dubs. The Arcadians regarded it as a huge joke and the Lotos eaters denounced it as an outrage.

Stanley, at that time, was a different looking person from the white haired, grimled appearing man his pictures sow represent him. His hair was jet black, his complexion was swarthy and his manner by no means impressive.

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Stanley Mistake.

HOW THE HERO OF SO MANY EXPERl ENCEJB GOT INTO THE WRONG CLUB ROOM FOR HIS RECEPTION.—A

STORY OF THE SEVENTIES., V/

He had with him tbe jewelled snuffbox that Queen Victoria bad presented to him, and this he kept constantly showing to the members present with an much apparent pride as a child would take In showing a new toy. H# was not a good speaker, and was inclined to be somewhat bumptious, but his eye* atoned for any shortcoming. They were the eyes of an eagle—keen, penetrating and indicating ao Indomitable will. They wet* ooal black, and bad about them a peculiar bluish tinge that that of her husband. "Z

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is supposed to come of colored blood. You could not get away from them. They held and fasoinatedyou with their glittering splendor. Many who were there that night will still remember the influence those eyes bad as they seemed to look into and though you.

Probably Stanley has forgotten all about this episode in his caresr, but it created no little stir in clubdom at the time, and was the cause many a laugh in the Arcadian hall.

OBITUARY.

Mrs. Frances Mary Brown, widow of the late Putnam Brown, diod at her home on Eagle street, Tuesday morning, of cancer of the stomach. She was^ a daughter of John Budinot, and was born io the house in which she died, on Dec. 9tb, 1837. She leaves three children, Harry, Fred and Emma, who have the kind sympathy of a large oircle of friends in their loss. She was a member of the St. Stephens ohuroh, and was an earnest and consistent Christian woman. Her trouble was one from which she realized recovery was impossible, and yet she bore the approach of death with a calmness and peace only those who have lived the life of the true and noble can know. On her death bed she spoke bravely of her future life, and when Mrs. Budinot, who so recently lost her only child, asked as an only and last favor, that she give Miss Emma Brown to her for a daughter, the mother replied: "Yes. I leave my ohildren with you and I will go to be with yours."

Those whose lives have marked tho epochs in our city's history, one by one are leaving us. Slowly but surely their tides are ebbing and now but few remain to link the present with the past. Soon gravestones only will tell the stories of our pioneeer days and of tho noble lives which paved the way for the comforts and joys of our to-day. Yesterday afternoon another of tbe oldest residents passed from this to another world, one whose life has always been a story of pious and peaceful existenoe— Mrs. Sarah E. Ball. She died In the happy belief that her eighty eventful years bad not been devoid of benefit to those around her, and in this she was correot for her noble traits, her constant upholding of all that was true and good, were an example that could not fail to

Ball was the daughter of Jwsepn and Mary Richardson and was born in Williamsburg, N. Y,, in 1810. When six years of age she oame with her mother by the overland route to Ft. Harrison, in advance of the father who was detained in tho east by business. In the time of the Indian troubles that year, 1816» Mrs. Rlohardson took her children and went unprotected by canoe to Vincennes although hostile savages lined the river banks. At Vincennes Mr. Richardson joined them and they then went to York, 111., to live. There she married Dr. Ball in 1828, removing the same year to this city. The old homestead on First street they made their residence, and in that house Mrs. Ball has lived these sixty long years. In 1890 Dr, Ball died, leaving a family of children to bless his wife's remaining days. Of the five children born to them, four are living: Dr. Lawrence Ball, of Pralrleton Mrs. Caroline B. Cheever, of Kansas City Mrs. Charles R. Peddle and Mrs. Constant W. Muncourt, of thiscity. There are eleven grand children and four great grand children. Two of Mrs. Ball's sisters are also living, Mrs. Steele and Mrs. Tutt.

The funeral will take place from Mrs. Ball's home on north First street at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning.

ABOUT WOMEN.

Mrs. Philip H. Sheridan will spend the summer at Nonquiti. Mrs. McCl^llan, widow of Geneial George B. McClellan, is in London.

Mrs. Grover Cleveland's Inheritance from the real estate of her grandfather at Omaha is said to be one-sixteenth of 800,000.

Queen Victoria is a believer in late dinners. Sbesits down to that meal at 9 o'clock every evening. She retires at 11 o'clock.

Mrs. U. 8. Grant has sold her house at Weat End avenue and Seventy-third street, New York, to Frank J. Sprague for #70,900.

Florence Nightingale is almost heart broken by the death of her young Mister, Lady Verneyf who did so much for tlw poor of London.

Mme. Demoret, a dark-faced little old French lady, has furnished ice cream and confectionary forall the Presidents b*ck to Buchanan.

A daughter ot IJftSi McAllister and a nlmof Watd McAllister, named Miss Wise, ifcctfmiy made her debut at a concert in fcfao Franeiweo,

A young Roamaoaan lady, Mm, Bllbiseo, is to deliver a thesis before tho Faculty of Law oi Paris in order to obtain a degree of Doctor of Law*,

M»jw Katharine Wougb, a lawyer of New York, who married a young lawyer of Chicago, will continue the practice of ber profession io an office snpsrate from

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Geraldine Letter.

MY DEAR RUTH: With the rest of the world Lam trying to guess who wrote "The Anglomaniacs" tho cleverest short story which has appeared In the Century since "The Breadwinners." Some are sure it was written by a man and others declare it has an unmistakable feminine touch. Another says "it is too much on the surface to have been written by a great writer," and another says "that only a writdr of great experience oou'd have given that delicate Arm touch." Its style reminds me of Mary Halletk Foote more thau any one else, but we shall never know until the editor of tl*e Century seees fit to tell, for it is said he is the only one in the office who know who the author is. The illustrations are as clever in, their way as the story, and are the more interesting sinoe I am told tbey are portraits of real people. That of Lord Melrose in the August number is said to be a capital portrait of young Richard Harding Davis, the son of Re^ becca Harding Davis, the story writer. He is quite a clever story writer himself, and 1 dare say you have read some of his work in this line in the Century and the St. Nicholas.

No use talking, the average American has great respect for a lord, even Chauuoey DePew, I venture to say, takes a little more pride in showing the letter from the Prlnoe of Wales, in which Wales praises his book of after dinner speeches, than he would In showing the letter of any American citizen no matter how distinguished. Yet there are hundreds of men right iti New York whose opinions as to the merits of the book would be worth more than that of Prince Albert Edward.

Newport is all agog in anticpatlon of the visit of Prince George and the other distinguished Englishmen who accompany him. Mr. Patau Stevens is going to give a splendid aflhtrof sdme kind and Ward McAllister is going to give a grand fete at his farm, a little ways out of Newport. The rumor comes that only two hundred and fifty out of the four hundred are to be invited. It seems thai even when the elite is narrowed down to four hundred there is still an inner circle more select still. Another matter which seriously agitates Newport society, is to decide who is the belle of tho season. As yet no Pwls sogmB to bave appmred 13raettlc- tW stands Miss Sailie Hargons, of New York, the belle of last season, has not been dlsorowned. A New York man has bought the beautifil Brewer place, tho most desirable site in Newport, and tbo price he paid was $450,000. The Brewers paid $25,000 for it only a few years since.

Did you ever try to make a dress for yourself and with what results? I have bad a little experience in that lino of late. I said to myself, if any other woman can make a dress I can make one too, so I bought ray material, I bought a pattern, such an attractive looking pattern it was too, and 1 fondly imagined I should look like the picture on the outside of it when at last I should be arrayed in my new gown. I first made the skirt, that was plain sailing the way faring woman though a could not err In making a straight skirl without gores or furbelows of any kind whatever. I cut and basted my waist,and proudly put it on—my dear—you should have seen me in it. There was something very wrong about tbe measurements. Either I bad measured wrong, or the pattern maker had made a mistake. It was Intended for a much more sylph-like figure than mine, and as if that was not enough, the botch made me look like tbe camel in the circus. I took one long look, then 1 rolled that waist, that pattern and ail into a bundle and St now calmly reposes in tbe rag bag. My admiration for dress makers has risen to a great heighth. I realize as never before that knowledge is power. I read a story the other day of a man in whose shop a pump bad gotten out of order. His engineer could not fix it. A machinist was sent for who spent half a day tinkering at it, with no better results. Finally some one suggested an engineer from a neighboring shop who had a genius for machinery. He came, looked at tbe pump, took a Imutiner and struck three sharp blows, luo»«ned a valve and tbe thing was all right. A few days after he sent in his biii, twen-ty-five dollar* and fifty cents. Tii# proprietor said he should never have paid so exhorbitant a bill but for the manner in which it was put. "Fifty cents for fixing the pump, and twenty-five dollars for knowing how." That proprietor appreciated the value of knowledge. So do I, 1 shall hereafter cheerfully pay my dress trinker whatever she asks, part of the sum for the actual labor and the rest for knowing how.

Misa McAlister, niece of the orgamxer of the 400, of New York, who assumes charge of Mrs. Reed's boarding school, will draw a salary of $10,000 a year a&d a raw the line at vulgarians. No "common" young lady will be received in the Fifty-third-st. finishing, polishing and preparing establishment even though ber pa is willing to psy double rates of admission.

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