Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 21, Number 36, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 28 February 1891 — Page 2

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CHAPTER rV

Out along the grassy slopes the liveliest of trumpet callH were ringing. Long liues of mounted skirmishers were advancing in mimic attack against the bluffs 'to the north of the wide valley. Assembly and deploy, rally and charge, followed each other in quick succession, and the piff-paff of carbines far out on the eastern dank was answered by sweeping dash of whirling sabers and thunder of galloping hoofs Here and there the bright huesof the guidons lent color to the somber effect of service dress and treeless prairie. And along the bold crest* that spanned the northern sky line gio:.j of gayly attired spectator* wI oce jar /,* i'.nd fan*, scarfs and band-keri-hicus, s:ec:nc tl fluttering in constant motion, \vat\)el the busy scene on the flats below, {Several buggies and carryalls had driven out from the neighboring town three or four ambulances and Concord wagons were present from the post itself and one light open barouche, drawn by two stylish bays and driven by a dignified negro, was evidently a center of attraction for many eyes. Herein were seated Mrs. Lane and her guest, Miss Marshall, with their near neighbors, the wife and sister of Mr. Wharton, first, lieutenant of Lane's troop.

Several ladies from the fort had alighted from their various vehicles and were gathered in lively conversation about the barouche. Others, seated along the crest, were watching the evolutions and commenting, as is their wont, on the horsemanship or voice of this officer or that. Every now and then some town buggy would drive close beside the one stylish looking carriage and its occupants would gaze with much curiosity upon the party

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therein. As a rule these gazers wore -women, possibly friends of some of the post people, and this was not a matter to 1)0 much objected to. But one buggy, drawn by a gray horse, contained two men whose appearance Miss Marshall's keen eyes had noted as they passed the first, time and closely scrutinized as they came down the next. One was flashy in dross: both were lond in their talk and swaggering in manner both were smoking cigars of questionable origin, and one of them had the unmistakable cut of the German Jew.

Any one could "place" even had he maintained silence, while, 011 the other hand, his coarse tones would in the blackest darkness have proclaimed his clus*. Both times they passed they stared boldly at tho occupants of the carriage and critically inspected the team and appointments—the second time driving close alongside and perceptibly slackening up to have a better look. Mrs. Lane flushed under such bold scrutiny, and the other ladies looked embarrassed and annoyed. "Ugh! those horrid meuP spoke Mrs. Morris, the colonel's wife, who drove up just in time to catch* whiff of malodorous smoke. "Who are they? and what are they doing here?" "One is a Mr. Schonberg." answered Mrs. Brodie, of tho infantry. "He used to be a clerk hero at the post trader's several years ago, I am told: but he has his own store in town now, and they say he's an awful cheat 110 one will deal with hi:n—from the post at least 1 don't know the other man at all. He is stranger." "They are particularly rude in manner, it seems to mo," said Mrs. Morris. "I wish the colonel would keep such people away from tho reservation." "That man likes to bo impudent, Capt Brodie says. He was put off the reservation some years ago and ordered never to conic on again. Ho was caught smuggling liquor to the men, and had been for mouths lending them money at scandalous interest, and every one knew, and knows now, that he has the worst kind of influence on them. Indeed, Mrs, Morris. 1 wish tho colonel would keep him out. although I suppose some of the men —the most vicious among them—would go to his place in town whenever they •wanted money or liquor. He probably ventures out here because the Eleventh has just come to the garrison, and he supposes Ool. Morris to be in ignorance of his character and of the orders that had been

given

by his predecessor. Maj.

Kenyon knows him well enough, and the colonel of the —th cavalry gave strict orders "that ho should not be allowed even to cross the bridge. Bat then none of your regiment knows him, I suppose." "Mr. Hearn knows him, Mrs. Brodie," Dromptlr spoke a younsr ladv who wore

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not inconspicuously the gold crossed rifles of the infantry. "Why, how can that be when he has been here no longer than the other officers of the Eleventh?" was the immediate reply. "He was stationed here the winter following his graduation. He was still an additional second lieutenant then. You remember he did not get bis promotion to the Eleventh until nearly a year after he left the Point. At least that is what Mr. McDonough says." And Mr. McDonongh, being the owner of the crossed rifles, the damsel blushes becomingly. "Ob, I remember," answered Mrs. Morris. "Mr. Hearn told us he had been stationed here for one winter but hfe didn't seem to like it much then." "Wasn't Mr. Hearn a little wild in those days"' inquired Mrs. Brodie. "It seems to me I have heard as much from some of the townspeople. You've no idea what gossips they are. Why, I've learned ever so much about your predecessors, the —th, that I never dreamed of before they left. A good deal about Mr. Hearn, too." And the lady looked tentatively at Mrs. Lane, as though inviting further question. But glancing an instant from that young matron's flushing face she finds Miss Marshall's big dark eyes fixed upon her with a scrutinizing, penetrating expression that in some way disheartens her. "I beg pardon though," she hastens to say "I think I have heard Mr. Hearn and Capt. Lane were particular friends. Of course all this happened long ago, and he has probably outlived his youthful propensities." "I never heard of Mr. Hearn as anything but a most dutiful and excellent officer," said Mrs. "Lane quietly. "Capt Lane is very fond of him." "Certainly, if he had been a dissipated man, or a gambler, or—anything else," says Mrs. Morris, with proper spirit, "my husband Would have been apt tP know it but" "Oh, it wasn't that." interposed Mrs. Brodie. And just at this instant three or four officers came cantering up the slope, taking advantage of a brief rest to pay their devoirs to the fair spectators.

Miss Marshall noted that, as this group approached, the buggy with its objectionable occupants drove slowly away in the direction of the fort. Half an hour later, as they were bowling rapidly homeward over the hard prairie road, they came upon the infantry battalion, also skirmishing. Everybody but the guard seemed out at drill, and the post was practically deserted. Entering t|ie garrison limits Cassius the Dolored coachman, guided his bays down the slope between tho guard house and tho post trader's store and then up the incline to the southwest gate, preferring tliis road to going alof the garrison in front of the barracks of the men. The ladies were chatting blithely, but both Miss Marshall and Miss Wharton noted that the buggy with the gray horse Was halted at the store railing, and at the door stood tho two men in civilian dress and a third in the undress uniform of the cavalry.

All three stared intently at the occupants of tho barouche with that singular expression of mingled impudence and familiarity which is so marked a characteristic of the street loafers always hanging about the corners of certain thoroughfares of our western cities, where the police are not yet instructed in those rules of civilization which require such parties to be moving on. As the ladies were whirled by Mr. Schonberg was seen to wink expressively, and the soldier, a dark faced, beetle browed fellow, with his hands in his pockets, looked after t-hem and grinned. "How annoyed Mr. Hearn would be," said Miss Wharton, "if he could have seen that performance!" "What do yon mean, Lucy? Those horrid men again?" asked her sister who, being on the back seat with Mrs. Lane, had not seen the soldier's face after they passed him by. "The men are impertinent, certainly one expects nothing better of that class of people, but nil the soldiers are so respectful and courteous to our ladies, generally, it is a pleasure to meet them. Haven't you noticed how different they are from—well, from that one. Miss Marshall?" "Yes, indeed, not only here, but in the old artillery barracks where I'once'visited. I am sure Mrs. Curtis, my cousin, knew the name of every man in the two batteries, and always had a pleasant word for them when we met. They always took off their caps, though some of the old sergants, to be sure, sainted just as they would to an officer. This maa was a contrast to the general rule." "Perhaps he is not of our regiment," suggested Mrs. Lone, "and does not know the ladies." "Unluckily he is of 'ours,'" said Mrs. Wharton. "That is Welsh, of troop, and he was Capt. Blauvelt's 'striker.' Mr. Wharton says he is a bad character, and that there was something very strange about the way the captain kept him by him all the time he was hen. Why iart he at drill, I woaderT

Possibly ho's on guard," said Mrs. Lane. The guard bouse is only a stones throw away."

He'-* never far from the guard house," laughed Mrs. Wharton, as she sprang from the carriage at the Lanes' gate. "But he's not on guard today, unless he has taken off his belts. There! they have gone into the bar. How 1 wish the colonel would dose that placer

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their rapid drill, four or five young officers strode, laughing and chatting, into the club room at the store, and throwing off belts, caps and gauntlets proceeded to bury their mustaches in the foaming glasses of cool beer which the attendant promptly supplied. Over on the other side of the establishment lond voices could be heard ia animated talk, and presently Lieut. Lee called out to the attendant to close the door leading into the bar. Mr. Stone, the trader, entered at the moment, looking a trifle vexed. "Those men are making quite a racket in there, Stone. Who are" they?"' asked the lieutenant. "A couple of fellows from town and Welsh, of troop." "Welsh!" exclaimed Mr. Hearn, who was glancing oyer the pages of a late paper. "Why, he has no business here! That man is on sick report, under the doctor's care. Has he been drinking?" "They've all been drinking, more or leas. If I had known Welsh was on sick report I would have told Billy., .not to sell him anything." 4 "Why, that man was told that ho must stay in quarters all the time the command was at drill. It's a rule in the troop when a man is excused from any duty he must remain in quarters during the performance of it. Just tell him to step outside," said the lieutenant. "Say I wish to see him." And picking up his cap and gauntlets Mr. Hearn strolled from the room: and went around to the east front. There, through the open doorway, the conversation within became distinctly audible, and Capt. Brodie, of the infantry, who was officer of the day, returning from* hie morning inspection of the sentries down about the wood yards, hearing the loud talk, turned and came rapidly over toward the store. "Who do you say wants me?" Welsh's voice was heard to ask„asA)he stood

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steadily at the bar. "The lieutenant—Lieut. Hearn, man he's waiting for you outside," said the bartender, in tones that plainly told his anxiety. "He be d—d! I ain't under his orders! I'm on sick report. The post surgeon is the only man who can give me orders today, and don't you forget it!" "Go instantly, Welsh, or I'll call for the guard," said Mr. Stone. "You're more than half drunk now. Don't give that man another drop, Kirby. Go at once, Welsh." And now Lieut. Hearn's ereci figure appeared in the doorway. "Welsh, come here," was all he said.

Slowly and with surly mien the soldier turned, glowering at his superior, set down the glass and then slouched acroj the floor toward the young officer, bu halted short of the doorway. "Come out here, sir," said the lieutenant sternly, stepping a little to one side. "What for? I ain't on dut^today," was the sullen answer. "No arguments, Welsh. We've haft too much of that from you. Go instantly to your quarters, arid stay there. You got excused from drill on account of illness, and you know perfectly well the troop rule. You have no business to leave the barracks, much less to be drinking here." "The docfoi^lidn't give me any such orders," muttered Welsh, still hanging back, "and he's my commanding officer today."

For all answer Mr. Hearn sprang quickly forward, grasped the coat collar of the soldier in a muscular hand, and, without violence but with quick determination, marched" him forth into the sunshine. i-

"By G—d, lieutenant, you'll pay for this!" screamed Welsh. "I don't allow any man to lay hands on me." And then the instant he was released he turned and shook his clinched fist at his young superior. Before another word could be stud the corporal of the guard with a couple of men, answering the signal of the officer of the day, came bounding to the spot. "Take that man to the guard house," said Capt. Brodie, boiling over with indignation. 'Til attend to this case, Mr. Hearn. I witnessed the whole thing."

And, swearing and struggling in the grasp of the guard, Welsh was led away. Brodie saw him safely landed in the guard room, then turned back to the store. The twp civilians, who had silently witnessed this scene, were exchanging significant glances from time to time and some low whispered words. "His name's Brodie," Schonberg was heard to say. "You've got Hearn." But when the officer of the day reappeared at the doorway they turned their backs and were apparently absorbed in the discussion of the cocktails which the barkeeper somewhat grudgingly set before them. Brodie took a good look at the pair, but, as they carefully refrained from showing their faces, he remained but a moment at the doorway, and then, with a dissatisfied shake of the head, turned and walked over toward the garrison.

The trumpet was loudly pealing orderly call a few minutes later as the men came marching up from stables, their sabers clanking and their spurred heels ringing along the road. The instant the ranks were broken in front of the barracks a rush was made by dosensof their number lor the cool refreshment of the trader's beer, and the bar was*speedily crowded with their stalwart, dust covered forms and ringing with their jovial voices. Some of them looked askance at the strangers, but Schonberg assumed an air of joyous good fellowship. "Just in time, boys," he called aloud. "Come right up and have it with ma Here, Billy, ask all these gentlemen to take a glass of beer. I always swore hy the cavalry, anyhow didn't Billy? That's right, boys fill 'em all up and when you get into town come around and see my place." And with that he began distributing printed business cards among them.

Some of file men accepted the cards and the proffered hospitality others seemed to hang back. One or two noncommiasicned officers drew away to one side by themselves and signaled to the barkeeper that they wished to be served privately and not included in the Israelite's treat.

Meantime Capt. Brodie had gone in search of the commanding officer. The xo% of the drum and the peal of the trumpet sounding mess call speedily emptied Jibe bar of the blue bloused throng, But Mr. Schonberg and his companion had been drinking just enough to be aggressively hospitable. The next thing that Kirby knew the fosmer was lurching around the building with his friend in tow, and to his consternation made as straight as his legs would permit for the door of the officers' club room. Three or four of the young gentlemen were still there, sipping "shandygaff" and glancing through the papers. These looked up in evident surprise at the flushed features and flashy attire of the stranger who so confidently and jovially entered, his companion following closely in his wake. "G'mornin', gen'lem'n," exclaimed Mr. Schonberg, holding forth a pudgy hand and beaming effusively upon Lieut. Lee. "Welcome to Fort Ryan, gea'lena'n. Permit me to 'ntr'duce m'self, Mr. Levi Schonberg, 'n thiz's my partic-ic-l'r frien' Mr. Abrams—Mr. Abrams, of Chicago, gen'lem'n. Miss'r Abi-ams, thiz's my frien'—Lieuten'nt—I—I didn't catch y'r name, sir." "My name is Lee," 3aid that young man

shortly,

and withdrawing the hand

of which Mr. Schonberg lu.d possessed himself. "Lee— Lieut. Lee, of the E'eventh

cav

alry, Mr. Abrams. Gen'len.'n, I knew all your frien's of the —th tl at was hen*. Wo were* intimate, all of us, and—ejs cuse me, I didn't catch y-your name, sir," turning now on Lieut. Martin. "Gen'lem'n, we're just going to open a quart bottle—my xpense. Here Billy, you son of a gun. bring in the champagne glasses—the best you've got. Pommery See—Pommery T^o's my wine, gen'lem'n, but if .you prefer any other s-say so. W-w-wnat will you have, Mr. -Mr." "I don't drink at all, thank you," said Mr. Wallace briefly. "Come, Martin, going up to luncheon?" he said, turning shortly from the pair of invaders. "Don't go yet, gen'lem'n. Just,one glash champagne—good fellowship, you tnow. Hope I don't 'fend?" "Not a particle, sir not a particle," jaid Martin. "Only you will have to excuse us. We can't drink and shoot too, you know. We've got to be on the rifle range in half an hour. Coming, Lee?' Mr. Lee had risen and was about to move,. when Mr. Schonberg threw his arm over the young gentleman's shoulders, striving to detain him. "Kindly remove your arm, Mr. Mr. whatever your name may be," said l^ee, his brows knitting and his mouth setting angrily. "I "object to drinking champagne in the moraing, and to being embraced by strangers at anytime."

But at t-lis moment Mr. Stone, the post trader, came hurrying in. He looked aghast when he caught sight of what was going on. Springing^, forward, he seized the Israelite roughly by the arm. "Come out of this, Schonberg," he ordered. "You know perfectly well you've got no right whatever to come on this reservation, much less in this room."

J,'Pray do not disturb the gentlemen, Stone," said Martin. "We will gladly vacate in their favor." "Don't you attempt to put me out of here, Stone," shouted the Jew. ^'I know you. I know what I'm about. You just touch me or let anybody else here in this d—d cowardly hole,, and you'll see whatll happen." t.

The three officers had silently left the room, and were now quietly walking away from the building, but at the sound of a scuffle Lee stopped short. "Here," he said, "those men are drunk and may do harm. We mustn't leave Stone in the lurch." "What's the trouble?" queried Mr. Hearn, who had been inspecting the dinner of his troop and now came hurrying down the slope from the barracks At this very instant, too, Schonberg came backing out of the club room door shaking his fist at Stone, who silently and yet threateningly followed, and Schonberg's voice was shrill with rage. Behind them both, his hands in the pockets of his spring overcoat, saying not one word, but glancing quickly about from man to man, followed Mr. Abrams, of Chicago. "Mr. Hearn," said Stone, "you were here before I came, and you know this man were not the orders given that he should never again show his face on the reservation, and that he should be put off if he earner "Exactly," answered "Hearn/

"And

the sooner yon leave it now, Mr. Schonberg, the better it will be for you." "I'm minding my own business" (he called it "peeznez") "you mind yours. Maybe you think I've forgot you but HI show you. I've had it in for you

ever

since four years ago, young feller, and just you keep away now, and don't you interfere, or you'll catch it where you don't expect it." "HI give you thirty seconds to get in that buggy and drive off, Mr. Schonberg," was Hearn's reply. "Unless you want to be hauled out by the guard you will start at once. It isn't the first time I've found you stirring up insubordination here. 2

Sohonberf" reached his buggy, but kept up his furious language. His companion, still silent, scrambled in, his restless eyes wandering from face to face. The thirty seconds were well nigh gone what the Jew, aided by SfaaWi supporting arm, lurched into his seat and picked up the reins. Shaking the whip oveir Stone's head he shrieked so that all could hear. "By G—d! you may dink you've heard the last of dis—dis outrage but yonH see! yocll see! If you don't get roasted for dis &trs ain't any newspapers in dis country. I got your name down four years ago, Mr. Second Lieut. Hearn, and now, by G-d! you'll see"

And then, with an angry lash of his whip upon the flanks of his startled gray, Schonberg with Ms companion drove rapidly down the road past the stables. As they turned the corner lfr. Abroma drew from his overcoat pocket a fat note book and glanced back over his shoulder with a significant smile. (Ifc to GtaHntML]

NERVOUS DEBILITY."

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Primary Colors for the Bye That Do Not Distress the Sight Do Much to Mitigate the Trouble—The Subject of Light

Is Important—Care of the Ear.

As, a long while ago,

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in my new dwelling I was not a little surprised on first inspection to find a condition of things which ran precisely counter to my wishes and directions. This disappointment was chiefly ascribable to the multiplicity and variety of colors that had been selected. Not that my favorite tints had been forgotten, but the great diversity displeased and disappointed me so much the more, as I had previously directed that a decided tone should be preserved in respect to all the other colors which were tc be purely decorative, and that were simply to be brought in unison with the primary tint.

To my representations I received the answer: "Such a disposition is modern only, and in regard to the unity or effect 1 might fully tranqnilize myself. Not until the entire apartments had been fitted up ir the manner proposed would everything blend together, and thereby a harmonious effect and ensemble be produced." This view, however, I could not at all concur in, for the contrast of color was so vivid that it impressed my eyes disagreeably in the highest degree. To this the fact also contributed that the tints were of the liveliest tone.

As a sequence to this disagreeable im pression, I experienced a certain weakness of this organ, which, in view of the frequent recurrence of such overexertion, was in no wise slightly prejudiced, for the eye has its nerves as well as every other organ. The more force exercised by the former, the stronger becomes its influence upon the latter, for in the inverse ratio with the strength of the eye decreases that of its nervous constitution—a cotidition which is called nervous debility, or rather nervousness.

WHAT NERVOUS DEBILITY IS. We must, therefore, speak of such in respect to the eye, just as in respect to any qther ofgan, in so far as it is nervously debilitated in exact proportion as it is itself weakened.

What is characterized for the most part8 as nervous debility in a person is, in fact, nothing more than the sum of the'nervousness of the individual organ. As a consequence, it is not a matter of indifference how we select the colors of our dwellings. Daily our vision wanders over the latter, and it will not escape the attentive observer how much the vivid and dazzling irritates the optic nerve, how much a mild and healthy primary tone, on the other hand, will auimate and refresh it. For this reason it is highly important that our eyes be accustomed to rest upon a prevailing tint with which everything will harmonize. This is applicable not merely tc the dwelling, but also to our clothing, and so on in short, to all those subjects in which we have to deal with colors.

Still more frequent occasions for rendering the eye nervously weak are afforded by conditions of light, for too much a3 well as too little light is equally prejudicial. In earlier times duskiness was agreeable. People sat often and long in dark rooms, and were pleased to order lights not until it grew late—late, at least, in the present acceptation of the term, when they insist in living as far as possible in a "full light." But they do not reflect that as a general rule they carry this too far, and that thereby a strong impulsion is given to an ever increasing shortsightedness. Self observation and experience will here teach what is the just mean. v'

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A third faculty of the eye is that of perceiving the shapes and forms cf things around us. Here, too, no excess should be committed iu our contemplation of too many men or objects, especially when the latter are passing before the eye in rapid alternation. This is the more important as without this the eye is very much exerted, and therefore peculiar conditions demand corresponding foresight. That reading too much fine print, and so forth, should naturally do injury to the eyes every one of my readers will already sufliciently know. Not less than bur organ of sight, that of hearing demands a like care aud economy. While men accord to the body, through the agency of athletic and gymnastic exercises, a systematic development, this sense has to content itself fi the most part with what casually falls to its lot.

One does not consider the fact that the ear is irritated and weakened by the din of machinery or the uproar of the street, etc. He is surprised indeed to find that his ear for music becomes more and more prejudicially affected by a residence in noisy cities. The senses and the brain must be sedulously fostered if we wish that their power should remain more or less intact. This attention should be accorded them hot alone for their own sake, but also for the sake of our bodies, which sustain all the more detriment the greater the damage experienced by the former.

Experience teaches that In the same ratio as our organs of sense and mental power liecorae enfeebled, disorder and debility manifest themselves in our digestion, respiration and capacity for movement and innumerable nervous maladies remain unhealed and uncured for the reason that the relations between the body, mind and sensoriuin are not carefully watched and preserved.—Dr. Strum in Ueber Laud und Mee

The Dining Boom.

The dining room should always be regarded as a place of pleasure, where families gather, not merely for the purpose of satiating their appetites, but to indulge in a free and pleasant discourse on the sociable topics of the day. All business cares should be discarded when entering this apartment, and a feeling of blissful serenity should promptly take possession of our busy minds. It is this control that allows us to feel the cravings of hunger that as* sista the process of digestion, and that aids immensely in correcting the evils which ultimately lead to a chronic state of dyspepsia. Bright pictures very often have a charming influence in this respect.—Dr.John Shippman in Hall's Journal.

The wife of Lucien Bonaparte, the Princess

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Admirable Work.

Miss Tucker, otherwise A. L. O. EL (A Lady of England), and one of the most popular of the English religious writers, is now actively engaged in mission work in a city in Northern India. She is described as a charming old lady, living in a pretty little cottage, and spending the largest part of her days in visiting, praying and. singing with the women of the Zenanas.— Current Literature. f--

Lucy Larcom, the authoress, is superstitious in that she believes it a bad omen to speak of her fnture literary work to even her most intimate friends. "If I did," she says, "I should never go on with it."

Pull Down tho Bllnda.

To all secret societies with Venetian blinds inside their windows: See that the slats are turned carefully down before initiating a candidate, or somebody across the street will have as much fun out of the ceremony as' the members.— Chicago Tribune. 2= CircTui z-c-r ~o monopolize the caote Calk. Do not interrupt others. II you st« a dyspeptic do not talk of what does or does not agree with you, but quietly eat »vhat you can And say noting about It.

The Secret of His Wealth. A millionaire said "the secret of my wealth" is in the word, S-A-V-E :, and the secret of my health is in the'* S-A-G-E. By this last he meant Dr. Sage, whose Catarrh Kemedy cured him

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Mi*s Rachael Sherman is the idol of her soldier father's heart. She L» a gay, society loving girl, with a taste for politics, gorgeous Titian hair and a delicate complexion. ,T

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A Fatal Mistake.

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SCROFULA

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