Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 52, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 26 June 1897 — Page 7

A PARODY FOR THE PRESENT.

What though a lassie don the breek, WI* bloomers brow and a' that? We bead In adoration meek

And are her slaves for a' that. For a' that and a' that, The wheel best rid and a' that, BIythe Cupid's eyes heed no diagoisa.

She shall be wooed for a' that.

The warld may tremble at her call, Wi* bonnet doffed and a'*that. Her voice may All the council hall.

She bides a lass for a' that. For a' that and a' that. Oar dads usurped and a' that, The one who warks to pay the gowd,

Ho is the man for a' that. —Washington Star.

THE LOVE OF A WOMAN

It was early spring. In the sunshiny corners of the snake fences and in sheltered hollows tho young grass had begun to sprout. Patches of snow still lay on the bleak sides of the hills that encompassed the little Canadian town of Cartersford, but these would speedily disappear with the coming of the spring rains, which would swell the river Trent to twice its present size and causo it to rush angrily away with tin great hummocks of ice that just now floated lazily down toward the dam.

Dick Downing stood on the bridge that spans the Trent above the falls and connects the east and the west sides of rambling little Cartersford. Just then there was a rumble of wheels on the bridge, and he turned to see what was coming. In an instant his insignificant face was aglow and his eyes shone. Eilen Adair was driving toward him. Natty Tom Farrow was beside her, but Ellen was Ellen Farrers or no Farrers, and Dick's heart gave a IHJUIMI at sight of her. "Good morning, Miss Adair," said he as the light wngon passed. "Oh, good morning," she responded lightly, with the faintest possible toss of her head. Then, glancing back over her shoulder, she willed with a smile, "Don' forget the choir rehearsal tonight." "No I'll surely be there," responded Dick, with a pleased flush. Then Ellen and the dapper Farrers wero gone.

Dick was not a favorite with the girls at Cartersford, a few of whom did not hesitate to let him know it—a way girls have sometimes when a man offends them by being small and slight and plain. But as for Dick, he had his work at the cloth factory—where ho was bookkeeper—to ocoupy his mint., and he did not care a straw about the girls. They might do as the pleased—all except one, and how he wished that she would please to think him good for something better than to be snubbed and teased IIP'I laughed at.

Presently Dick stopped dreaming and •went laick to work. The shadows grew longer and the river and the blue distance moro blue, and before Cartersford knew 1* night had come and the electric lights —Cartersford has electric lights—gleamed In the streets. But the stars did not come out, and the moon that was due at half past 7 failed to make her appearance. liy these sign* and tokens any one with half an eye can perceive that Dick was in lovo with IClien. And she—well, Ellen thought, or believed she thought, Tom Wallace, who sang in the Presbyterian church choir on Sundays and clerked for Mr. Collier, the village lawyer, the rest of tho week, was the embodiment of manll ness and chivalry. Tom's preference for tho doctrines of Calvin was a cause of se crot regret t" Ellen, who went to the little English church In the hollow. Here, also, Dick might have been seen and heard any and every Sunday, warbling forth hymns and responses in tho sweetest of tenor voicos.

Dick glanced uneasily at tho black sky as lie hurried on his way to choir rehearsal and predicted within himself that there would IH rain Itefore morning and hoped It would not come until after ho had seen Ellen Adair safely to her home. Hut the fates were kind and held off tho rain, nr.«l Diok lingered a moment at the gate belore bidding her good night, making somo feeble reference to the weather—to the probability of a storm. "Yes," she assented with shiver, as cold blast swept up tho road, "It does feel like ruin, llood night." "Good night—Ellen"— And Dick put out his hand and took hers, holding It for a moment and then letting it drop as a sudden sense of his temerity overtook him. "Gtind nlithi, Miss Adair." 1 lie liiilit. Hashed in his face as the girl opened ilied ntr, and then Dick hurried down the road.

Next day it rained, and tho nest and the IUM. And tho timid grass In tho sheltered earners was drenched and sod dened, and there was not a i»itch of snow left anvwlii re at the end of the second day As for the river, it swelled and rushed and foamed. It ran Into the cellars of the people who lived on its lumks. It. carried away part ot the railroad bridge a tulle above the town. It uprooted trees and whirled them along its ever widening hank*. It bor. great cakes of loo, loosening from calm, deep places, and hurried thetu without ceremony to the same destination it hurried everything else—the rapids. And after the rapids? Well, the ice came out churned into small bits and the trees bereft of their branches.

For three days and nights the rain fell In torrents. The fourth day broke gloriously fair and mild. Spring had ronlly come. The sun shono down warmly upon tho mischievous, turbulent river and tried to dry the wet roads and the sodden hills, and every on. In Cartersfont was happy.

Klh-n Adair was out bright and early. So was Dick Downing, so was Tom Farrers, so was everybody. Tom Farrers would bus- all day, but he was sure tomorrow would

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fine—would Ellen go

for a drive with him then? And Kltan Assented with blush. Tomorrow would be a half holiday, Dick said a little latfr. Would Miss Adair let hi in drive her up to see the broken rallrmd bridge* Hut Miss Adair replied coldly that she had a "previous engageincut so Dick, who did the blushing this time, turned awny with a heavy I hvv»rt,

Shut up in bis little office In the factory, he jtondcred ujon the strangeness of human natutc in general ami of feminine nature in pirtloubir. He had actually thought the other night that Kllen did not dislike him. and here, this very morning, ah® bad coldly and unsiuilingly listened, to bis Invitation—ye*—and had seemed quite plonwed to refuse it. j, ••What are thaw people doing on the bridge?" asked Edwards, the foreman, who *tood at Dick's window. "Watching something cowing down the river. I suppose, replied Dick drearily, looking up from the task of etariag a I cipher he had placed where a two should have been. "By Jove—" with sudden alertness—"they are shouting to some ooe on the riter! Cotmft." I

Dick was out of the office In a jiffy and

rushing up the street with a crowd of people. "It's poor little Jennie Seymour," he board a man pant, as he ran. "She got into a boat higher up shore to fish something op that bad floated out of the cellar, the boat swung loose from its moorings, and the current's carrying her down stTeam. She'll go over the tolls. There's no chance for her."

On the bridge there were 40 or 50 people, some running distractedly hither and thither, others helplessly standing at the rail, looking np the river. Dick pushed bis way among the latter and looked too. Not 100 yards away, borne on the current, was an upturned boat, with a little figure clinging desperately to the keel. Dick could see her white, frightened face and hear her frenzied cries for help. There were people on the river banks running to keep pace with the swiftly moving boat and shooting useless directions to the poor creature clinging to it. A woman behind Dick was struggling to get to the rail. "Ob, don't, Mrs. Seymour—don't let us go there. We can't do any good. Come away, do," said a voice that be recognized as Ellen's. "But I must, Miss Ellen. I have a feeling somehow that it's my"— She bad reached the rail and stood by Dick. For a moment she gazed with blanched face and drawn, white lips, then in a voice whose agony pierced to the very souls of those who heard it she cried: "Merciful God! It's my Jennie, my girl —my girl!"

The girl on tho boat heard the cry and answered it with a shriek of "Mother! Mother!"

On came the boat, sometimes caught in an eddy and whirled about until the poor girl, who clung to it for dear life, grew dizzy and well nigh lost her holtfj then swept away again, steadily, surely,?down to the rapias. And tho people on the bridge and on the river banks waited dazed and helpless. "A rope—if we had a rope," said Dick hoarsely to the men near him. "There's just a chance that she might be able to catch it a& she went under the bridge, and we could draw her up." "Poor gnrrul, she couldn't get 'old of it with 'er numb 'ands," replied one man.

Dick looked intently down into the black depths of tho water. He was thinking that once, when he was a boy and the river low, he had jumped off the bridge and swam to the boom, dared to the feat by some reckless companions. Could he—

A sudden crash—a stilled cry—an exclamation of horror from the crowd. The boat had swept against the boom. It grateu on It for an Instant, then the keel went down, and the boat righted and float ed on. For a moment the girl disappeared The next, they saw her clinging desperately to the boom, her drenched black hair hanging over her wild face.

Dick had pulled off his coat and shoes by this time and was standing on the bridgo mil. "Fetch a rope, Bill," he said to the man next him, long enough to reach from here to tho boom. Run for your life and for mine and for that poor creature's yonder." Then his wiry little body shot out into space. A woman on the bridge called his name after thut there was breathless silence. As Dick rose to the surface, a few yards from where the girl clung, a wild shout rong out from the crowd.

Would the current bear him down or could ho 8te?n it? For awhile the chances seemed equal, then he began very slowly to gain upon it. But the girl's hold was evidently relaxing, and she was being drawn away from the boom. He saw this and strained every nerve in his sinewy body in a last mighty effort. A little nearer and a little nearer, until, panting and exhausted, ho gruspod the boom and, flinging his arm about the girl, drew her toward it. And thero they hung, the current tugging and tearing at their two bodies. "If that ropo doesn't come soon, it will be precious little use," thought Dick, desperately tightening his hold on the now unconscious girl.

Ho gluneed at the bridgo and the eager, frightened faces looking down at him. One faco ho 6iiw, above all others. It was Ellen Adair's. Her anxious, glowing eyes were fixed upon his own. "Dick, dear Dick, bravo Dick," she said in a low voice, "hold on a moment more tho ropo is here.

And Dick gazed at her ns in a dream, a half smile on his lips, and tried to gra?p tho boom moro firmly with his numbing fingers.

Exactly how he caught and tied the ropo under the girl's shoulders ho never knew, but he saw her drawn safely up on tho bridge with sigh of intense relief. It seemed an ago before tho rope was In his hands again, but he was conscious of slipping tho loop uronnd his body, of clinging to it with a vise like grasp, of lacing hauled through the water for a little pace, of being lifted Into the air, of a wild shout, of a woman's face bending over him and then—a blank.

Next time Dick took Ellen home from choir rehearsal, which happened tho following evening, he caught the hand she extended to him at her own gate, and beld it as if he did not mean to let it go. "And you really cared, Ellen." said he. 'and would have grieved a little if I had gono over the falls?" And though there was no moon It was quite light enough for Ellon to see that bis eyes were brim full of love and longing. "Yes, dear Dick, I really cared. I think I should hare died if you had been drowned." And, emboldened by her look and tone, Dick took her in his arms and kissed her. Frances A. Schneider in Denver Republican.

What CMM* the Gnlf Stream. About tbe middle of the century, Lieutenant M. F. Maury, the American bydrographer and meteorologist, advocated a theory of gravitation as the chief 'cause of oooan currents, claiming that difference in density, due to difference in temperature and witness, would sufficiently account for tbe oceanic circulation. This theory gained great popularity through tbe wide circulation of Maury's "Physical! Geography of the Sen, which is said to have passed through more editions than any other scientific book of tbe period, but it was ably and vigorously combated by Dr. James Croll, tbe Scottish geologist, in his "Climate and Time," and latterly tbe old theory that ocean currents are due to 1 tbe trade winds has again come into favor. Indeed very recently a model has been constructed, with the aid of which it is said to hare been demonstrated that prevailing winds in the direction of the actual trade winds would produce such a current as tbe gulf stream.—H. S. Williams, M. D., I In Harper's Mlguine.

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"Tin sure,." said tbe girl who is en-gag-ed, "that Herbert is a prise.'' "Yea," replied Miss Cayenne, "but In a oa*e of this kind it's an difficult to tell I whether you're won a firrt price era booby prise."—Washington Star.

The highway lies all bare and brown, A naked line across the down, Worn by a hundred harrying feet The tide of life along it flows, And busy commerce comes and goes.

My heart's a highway, trodden down By many a traveler of renown— Grave thought and burden bearing deeds. And strong achievement's envoy fares, With laughing joys and crowding cares,

Along the road that worldward leads— Once rank with foolish weeds.

Qlad is my heart to hear them pass. Yet sometimes breathes a low alas! The tender, springing things that grew— The nursling hopes their feet destroyed, Sweet, ignorant dreams that youth enjoyed—

Tbe lady whom he addressed as Miss Magruder was a spinster of uncertain age, regular features and a determined and businesslike munner.

Cashier Holt, a middle aged man with candy be beard and curly, flax colored hair, had tried vainly to demonstrate to his shrewd client that her money would be safer in the vaults of the bank than in ber house.

Now he gave a whispered order to the only clerk tbe bank afforded. The latter turned an inquisitive face upon tbe spinster and her companion, a pretty country girl of SO summers. When he returned from the vault, he carried in his band a leather satchel, which he placed on the counter before the cashier. "Here is your $10,000," said Mr. Holt whimsically. "Remember my warning! Take good care of the money."

Miss Magruder was not so easily satisfled. She opened the satchel, took from it a buokskin bag and counted the money, which was in $ 0 coins. Then she pushed it all back, locked the hag and left tbe bank, accompanied by tbe clerk, who carried the satchel and deposited it under the buggy seat. As the ladies entered their conveyance they were accosted by a tramp. The fellow lot.l ea anything but prepossessing, and Miss Magruder ourtly denied him aid.

During tho drive from New Brunswick to the little l'imlet which was their home, Miss Magruder gave vent to her annoyance over the cashier's hesitancy to puy her niece's lcacy In gold. His warning against robbers was especially distasteful to the spinster, who had never been afflicted with fear of anything. Nora Wilson listened to hr aunt in silenoe. She was not at all inclined to share her guardian's confidence t' it their house was as safe as the bank vault, but out of Reference to the older woman she refrained from expressing her opli.ion. Even when the money was safely stowed awoy under Miss Magruder'sbed, N'ora felt uneasy. When bedtime came, she herself examined every window and door, to see that they had been securely fastened by the servant Anxious dreams disturoed her slumber, which she wooed iu vain for a long time. In tbe mlddlo of the night the girl awoke with a start. Sho was not certain at first whether her imagination had plnyed her a trick, or whether she had really heard a stifled noise in tbe next room. She hearkened with bated breath, and was soon convlncbU that what bad disturbed her were stealthy footsteps.

Without a moment's hesitation tho girl jumped from her bed. A door led from ber room to her aunt's chamber, but this she would not open. After nil, it might only have been the vivid play of her imagination, and she dreaded Miss Magruder's ridicule. So she unlatched the doo. that opened out into the corridor and groped her way to her aunt's room. It was ajar.

Nora Wilson scarcely breathed as she listened. She could distinctly hear the respiration of two persons. One breathed regularly and quietly the other's breath came in short, stifled gasps. A sweet, penetrating "dor came from the room. Then all her doubts were dispelled-

There WM a robber In tbe room. He was searching for tbe hidden gold. Nora was a courageous girl. She pressed her Hps flruily together, advancing carefully with outstretched arms. Almost instantly she came in contact with a human body. Tbe man—for it was a burglar—clutched ber around the waist and beld a sponge saturated with choloroform to her nose. Nora tried not to breathe, to keep from inbaling tbe noxious vapor. The girl's fierce struggle made tbe burlgar resort to other means to overcome ber. He dropped the sponge and plunged his band into bis breast pocket. "He has a pistol and be is going to kill me!" thought Nora. Quick as a flash she seized his band tbe moment be withdrew It Her fingers closed over tbe handle of a large bqwle knife, not the butt end of a revolver.

The marauder dragged Nora from tbe room, down tbe stairs and into tbe lower oorridor. There be hissed into ber ear that be would kill her if sbe made an outcry and d'd not release tbe knife. Gathering all bis strength, be thrust ber into tbe pantry, tbe door of which stood wide open.

Miss Wilson made no reply, but with an almost superhuman effort attempted to wrench tbe weapon from bim. She succeeded in -clutabing a few inches more of tbe long handle of tbe knife, and the man uttered a terrible oath. Tbe blade bad suck into bis band. Snatching bis left arm from ber waist, be struck ber a fearful blow with bis fist.

Realizing that die oould no longer oope with tbe robber. Nora turned quickly and dashed past htm toward tbe door that led out into tbe yard. It was open, but on tbe threshold die girl stumbled and fell prone to the floor. When she awoke a few momenta afterward from tbe stupor caused by the fall, two men were bending over bar.. They were grappling, mod by theb

TEBBE HAUTE SATUKDAY EVENING MAIL, JUNE 26. 1897.

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Where once the grass grew green and sweet, The world's fierce pulses beat.

Well for the highway that it lies The paaB&geway of great emprise! Yet from its dost what voices cry— Voices of soft, green, growing things Trampled and torn from earth which clings

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And blossomed there the long year through— Would I could hare them too! —Louise Betts Edwards in HarperV

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"I demand the payment of tbe $10,000 in gold," said Miss Magruder, a little testily and quite determinedly. "I owe this to my niece, who is about to be married. As you know, I am her guardian, and I do not wish to diminish her legacy by any oversight on my part just now, when no one knows just what effect a possible silver victory may have upon the financial condition of tbe country. Once married, ber husband may do as he likes." "Very well, Miss Magruder," said Cashier Holt. "Your request will be honored if for no other reason than to 6how to you that this bank is amply able to meet all demands."

voices Miss Wilson recognized in one of them ber aunt's gardener. Tbe girl, brave as ever, came to his assistance.

Their combined cries for help brought one of their neighbors to tbe scene of the struggle. The marauder was soon overcome, and when the serving maid appeared with a lamp Nora and the gardener recognized in him the tramp who had aocosted them in the afternoon in front of the bank. "Take him to prison, "commanded Miss Wilson. "My aunt and I will lodge complaint against him in the morning."

While the two men carried off their pris» oner Nora hurried to her aunt's room. By this time the effect of tbe chloroform had disappeared, and Miss Magruder was acquainted with the events of the night. The little satchel, with its precious con tents, was moved a considerable distance from where it had originally been placed, and tbe spinster admitted that the cashier wa9 right after all in admonishing her as he did. To relieve herself from further responsibility she sent for her niece's betrothed early in the morning.

In tbe meantime the prisoner had a preliminary hearing before the judge. Miss Wilson deposed that she had met the man in tbe afternoon that he had seen the satchel which they carried from the bank stowed away under the buggy seat. Sbe thon narrated her struggle with the intruder and his final arrest by a neighbor and her aunt's gardener. Tbe latter corroborated her statement. The prisoner firmly declared bis innocence, even in the face of these grave charges. He denied having struggled with the young lady in her aunt's room, and said that he had sought shelter in Miss Magruder's wood shed for the night. When he heard Miss Wilson's cries for help, he thought afire had broken out, and rushed from the shed to aid in suppressing it.

Without a word Nora Wilson pointed to the prisoner's right hand, which was bandaged with a -dirty rag. The judge understood her meaning and asked tho tramp how he had injured his hand.

His answer was that he had cut himself with an ax, as he cleared tbe place in the dark to find a comfortable spot to lie down in.

His statement was not credited, and be was remanded to jail. An hour later Nora and her betrothed were on tho way to the bank. They had with them tho satchel of gold, ready to again intrust it to the custody of the bank cashier. "Good morning, Mr. Holt," said the girl. "Here is the money! You were right some one did try to rob us last night." "Ah, ha!" cried Mr. Holt, coming close to the cashier's window to receive the money.

A penetrating odor of chloroform was noticeable. It came from the clothes of the cashier. "Oh, James!" cried the girl, still pale and nervous from her terrible experience of the night. "My name is Cliff," said James. "Iam Miss Wilson's fiance. Permit me to lead her to yonder couch. She is not well. A little rest will soon restore her."

Holt was not inclined to grant the request to admit the two young people to the ba room without opposition. "It's against the rules of the bank," he remarked stubbornly.

James Cliff paid no attention to him, but pushed the door open and led the young girl to the leather sofa in the back room. Nora was far from fainting. Her mind had never worked more quickly and to the point. A sudden suspicion that not tlm tramp, but another, had tried to rob them of her fortune flashed through her brain. There was tho odor of tho chloroform, and, besides, the cashier held his hand concealed in his coat pocket. "What is the matter with your hand, Mr. Holt?" she asked.

My hand? I sprained it last night while trying to move a heavy piece of furniture. I havo been bathing it with arnica and muct keep it bandaged." "Won't you let me see it?"

The cashier hesitated, but when he pulled tbe hand from the pocket at last, the bandage showed othor stains than those of arnica.

With a bound tbe girl stood before him. "This is blood, James,** she cried. "A sprain oould not havo caused them—the smell of the chloroform, his voice, his look, and the hairs wrapped around the button of bis coat! Do you not recognize them?"

Her lover snatched the overcoat thrown over tbe hack of the chair iu the room in which they were. "They are yours, Nora," said James Cliff, carefully loosening them from the button that beld them confined. I would recognize them anywhere!'' "This is the man who broke Into our house, with whom I struggled, and in the struggle he cut his hand," said Nora firmly and menacingly. "I wish I had killed you!" muttered Holt, now blind with rage over the girl's discovery

They called the clerk nnd sent for the sheriff, but James Cliff was compelled to keep the desperate bank cashier at bay at the point of a revolver.

At his home were found a bottle half filled with chloroform, a blood stained cuff, a bowie knife, a bunch of skeleton keys and other paraphernalia belonging to the light fingered gentry.

Years afterward, when Nora Wilson and James Cliff celebrated tbelr marriage anniversary, they learned tbe cause for tbe crime of the bank cashier. He bad been in love with the pretty country lassie, and as James Cliff was then an impecunious attorney he thought if be robbed her of ber fortune tbe young man would not marry her. "But you know better, dear wife," whispered James into the pretty matron's ear. Sbe nodded her head in silenoe and wound her arms around his neck.

The $20,000 in gold was deposited in a larger bank, nel the interest has been r'ling up from year to year, making a nest egg for the three little children of the Cliffs.—St. Louis Republic.

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EVANSVILLE & INDIANAPOLIS. Leave for South. Arrive from South. 33 Mall & Ex..0.00 am 49 Worth. Mix .3.50

48 11 Mixed. 10.10 a 32 Mail & Ex. 2.55

CHICAGO & EASTERN ILLINOIS. Leave for North. Arrive from North. 6 & N Llm* 4.00 a 8TH&CEx.11.20a 8 NO&FSpl* 3.40 pill 10 Tli&M Loe 4.10 4 E & Ex*.11.55

3 & E E 5 3 0 am 9 M&Tll Loc. 10.45 am lC&Ev Ex...2.30pm 5 & N Llm*. 11.55 pm 7 NO&FSpl*.. 2.50p

C. C. C. & I.—BIG FOUR. Going East. Going West. 36 N Y*OlnEx*1.55 am 4 In&CldEx. 8.00 a 8 Day Ex*... 2.56 18 Knlckb'r* 4.31

85 St Ex*... 1.33 am 9 Ex & Mali*10.00 a 11 S-WLim*.. 1.37 pm 5 Matt'n Ac. 6.30

If you are going

SOUATH

Tennessee (entennial Exposition

THE LOUISVILLE & NASH-

1

VILLE RAILROAD CO-*

Presents the best possible service from Northern to all Southern cities, itnd will carry you through Nashville, the location of the Greatest Exposition this country has ever had, with the possible exception of the Columbian.

DOUNDTRIP TICKETS AT

AV

LOW RATES

Will be on sale from nil points to Nashville on every day between May 1 and Oct. 31, f887. For full information write to

I. H. MILLIKEN, Dist. Pass. Azi., Louisville, lj. C. P. ATMOEE, Oen'l Pass, kn, Louisville, Ky.

The Coast Line to MACKINAC

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MACKINAC DETROIT PET08KEY

CHICAGO

New Steel Passenger Steamers

The Greatest Perfection yet attained la Boat Construction Luxurious Equipment, ArtUtic Furnlchlnc, Decoration and Rlflo* lent Service, insuring the highest degree of

COMFORT, SPEED AND SAFETY Foun Tow no Wnx BCTWEEN

Toledo, Detroit and Mackinac

PETOSKEY, "THE SOO," MARQUETTE AND DULUTH. LOW RATES to Picturesque Mackinac and Ketam, including Heals and Berths. Proa Cleveland. fiS from Toledo, $19 from Detroit, Sij 50.

DAY AND NIOHT SERVICE.

Between Detroit and Cleveland

Connecting at Cleveland with Earliest Trains for ail points East. South and Southwest and at Detroit for all points North and Northwest. Sunday Trips in at, July, August and Sspt. Only

EVERY DAY BETWEEN

Cleveland,Put-in-Bay ^Toledo

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THe Detroit I Matitf Steam lav. 66.

JpELSENTHAL,

A.

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