The Syracuse Journal, Volume 3, Number 19, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 8 September 1910 — Page 3

M-Zelda Dameron—j MEREDITH NICHOLSON Copyright, 1904, by Theßobtw-Merrill Co. —■ ■ .—J ■

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CHAPTER XVll.— (Continued.) He decided to go direct to Dameron find speak to him of the defect in the Seed, (nore from curiosity. as to wh-.it the old man would say than with any Idea of helping the situation on his part, Considered professionally or personally; but he justified himself oh the score of the old relationship between Carr and Dameron. Carr was out of reach; Leighton did not even know his exact address at this time. And there was old Rodney Merriam, bis best friend, and there was Zelda! Dameron sat at his desk with a mass of papers before him as Leighton entered. The old man wore a serious air, to which the mass of papers contributed. 1 A puzzled look crossed his face as he raised his eyes and regarded Leighton dreamily. Then suddenly, as though just recalling Leighton, he and rose from his chair. “My dear Mr. Leighton, this is a rare honof; I am delighted to see you, sir.” He had never greeted Leighton so cordially before. ’ » “Pardon me ,Mr. Dameron, I have come'on an impertinent errand." “I can’t imagine it," said the old man, graciously,. “Bpt I do so on the score of your old friendship with Mr. Carr. He is absent or I should have referred the subject of my errand to him. You undoubtedly have your own counsel—in Mr. Carr’s absence.” “Mjyself! I have enjoyed Mr. Carr’s advice through so many years that I feel I have a fair knowledge of the law. We have both”—and he indicated Morris by a ges^ire—“we have both enjoyed the instruction of an excellent preceiptor,” and he bowed over his hands. “Well, sir!” “I have just happened to learn of a deed given by you to the Patoka Land and Improvement Company for a block of lots lying south of town. Os course. It is a pure oversight, but you neglected to get an order of court, approving the sale. I thought I would mention it to you. It is a sale or some importtmce. And now I am sure you will pardon me.” Mcirris turned toward the door, but the old man rose and extended his hand. "Ah," he began, with a droll air of coquetry, “we have had the same preceptor! You have a capital eye, Mr. Leighton. I quite admire it in you; and I tftank you. I am aware of the provision you indicate. But I have provided for it. The judge is away from borne just now and the gentlemen to Whom I have sold were anxious to get. title without delay. It doesn’t look quite regular, I admit My duties as trustee are nearly at an end. Only a few days more of responsibility. We will make a new deed if necessary—but the purchaser will be protected. We are all —all honorable men!” “Very gobd, sir; I am sorry to have disturbed you”-t—and Leighton went out. Dameron’s manner had been odd; the old man had frequently spoken to him &t home, but usually with cold formality; I but his greeting a moment before had been with exuberant cordiality. Morri? had never quite made Dameron! out, , and he was not satisfied with an explanation that the poorest lawyer at| the Miriona bar would reject instantly. | And! the old man had deliberately lied, aboijitlthe absence of the judge of the court, whom had seen but a few hou?s i before. ! The bubble that Ezra Dameran had blown upon the air was near the end of ijtsj perilous voyage. His dream of corn at a dollar a bushel—a dream! wrought of the filmiest shadows —was! dispelled. The danger of a great de-; Btrulction of corn by mid-September frosts had passed. A member of the! Chicago firm of brokers through whom he had been trading, had called that day! having pajid a visit to Mariona meifely to see what manner of man it was who had cast money upon tha waters so prodigally, maintaining a fantastic dream of values at the ex-j penhb of a small fortune. Leighton’s call had made Dameron ' uneasy. He had squandered his own property months before; and now Zel[ da’s estate was largely dissipated; and he laced the necessity of rendering a-ii account of his stewardship within a few! hours. Leighton undoubtedly knew something of the transactions by Whiqh the peal estate held by Ezra pameron, trustee, had been sold; and if Leighton knew, then Rodney Merriam, who! was at home again, would un!floubtedly know at once. He must save himself; a plan had formed in his mind by whieh he could hide his duplicity and put off for a year—perhaps forever —the fact that the greater part of Zej- • da’? property was gone. But first .de must get into his own hands the option he had given Balcomb for the gale of the creek strip. The sale had hung Are unexpectedly; but he rejoiced that this property had been saved until the last; he firmly believed that he Should ultimately bring back to the I empty treasury the money he had f thrown away; but while he waited he k must study more minutely the condlk tiotis that created prices. In a short ■ while; all- would be well again; but he r must retain his hold upon what ife- * mained of Zelda’s property. Capital would be necessary for his future operations. The creek strip must Ibe gaved and held for a greater price than thhioptlon qarried. He sent at once for Balcomb, who came in looking a trifle annoyed. “I wish you wouldn’t sent for me at the busiest hour of my busiest day Mr Dameron. I suppose you want to know about the purchase of the creek ■trip. Well, we’re not quite ready to closfc It to-day. That’s a big scheme and all our money isn’t paid in yet!” “Then the option—l must have back the option at once.” And the old rpan appke in a peremptory tone that was in marked cohtrast with the mildly inkistent note he had of late been using. “Not at all, sir. That Is a thirty-day option and has ten days longer to rim.” ‘To b« sure; but the trust expires; tomorrow; I had no right to bind the

estate beyond my trusteeship. To*, rriorrow is my daughter’s birthday. My administration of her affairs is endedI must trouble you to give me the pajpU” L | “Not much, I won’t! We’ve been def h.yed for a few days; but you’.ve got to carry out the deal. That was part o’ the consideration when we took ypur lots; and moreover you accepted mon|.ey on the option. The trusteeship doesn’t cut any ice. Os course, yotir daughter is morally, if not legally, found by your acts. I can’t stop any 1 >‘nger. Before the 10th of October we’Jl t e ready to close, and meanwhile you'll I lease be good enough to remember that approval of the sale of those lots. Same of these people we’re selling io may be silly enough to have the title looked into—and I don’t want any nonsense about it. You remember I fixsjd all that with my company to please you—merely to get that option. My own hands are clean, you understand, f anything happens. Good day, Mjr. Dameron.” “But wait —I can’t do it; I mufet lave that option— ’’ began Dameroh, and there was a pitiful whine in has voice; but Balcomb went out aiid slammed the door. J. Arthur Balcomb had enjoyed |a 'successful year. Things were running smoothly with him; he had no doupt in the world that he could enforce Ms option on the creek strip of laid thenever he wished. He knew Zelijla ameron, and he was quite convinced sat she was not a girl to avoid obligpons incurred by her father. CHAPTER XVIII. Morris expected Rodney Merriam jto anifest wrath and indignation at the icital of Ezra Dameron’s ill-doing, it the old gentleman in Seminary juare listened in silence, and at the end asked: "Well, what are we going to do about it?” “That’s the rub—there’s not much of anything that you Can do. The trust is a wide-open thing. He isn’t required to report to anybody and he give? no bond; but he must get the count’s approval before he sells anything; and then he must reinvest the money' in other realty. It is significant that ihe has been selling at desperate pribes toward the end of his trusteeship. iHe must be hard up.” • ! Merriam had never spoken of ihls brother-in-law to Leighton except! in terms of respect, and he hesitated now. j “My sister’s idea in making tlha't will,” he began, quietly, “was to deal generously with a blackguard. It ivas her pride. She had made a mistake.” He paused and the blood rushed to his face. He was checking his wrath with difficulty. “He had ruined her life. We v(ere all opposed to her marrying Ezra Dameron; but she was not a child, but a grown woman. She left her property to Zelda through him; and She wouldn’t admit to the rest of us, even at the end, that she did not trust him. She doubtless thought his avqrlce would protect her child.” “As near as I can make out, all 1 the property that Mr. Dameron will be able to turn over to his daughter will be the farm out here and the old homestead and the creek property He sold the Dameron Block about twc months ago. He has sold the original holdings and he has not bought any other-real property with the money, as the will provided. There is, you know, no penalty for a non-perfbrmance of the obligations of the trust. His needs Shave undoubtedly grown quite recently, for h- has been doing business with Balcomb —fooling away the property. Maybe he’s insane!” “Don’t be a fool; he’s sane enough; he’s a thief, that’s all!” declared Rodney, irascibly. “If Miss Dameron wished to take advantage of her rights she might have this last sale set aside. I will undertake to do that-” “And a nice lot of publicity we’t get out of it, too. No, sir, we won’t do that sort of business. My family has. lived in this town a good many years; and some of us have been fools, and some of us have failed; but Zelda has the right key. She’s pitched it pretty high; but we’ll keep it at the same note, if we can. How much d ; id. he get for those lots?” “Twenty thousand dollars; bjit no doubt my friend Balcomb kept a handsome commission. I’ll rather enjoy settling with him.” “He’s one of the jewels produced by our college; isn’t he?” “He was the bright particular star of my class. He was well fitted by nature to be a clerk In a rural general store, or more likely, a barker' for a circus side-show or the advance' agent for a hair tonic. His education ruined him. He has the smooth facility of the superficial mind—even showed some literary gift, and wrote the best essays in the class.” “I know the type. A short horse, soon curried.” j “There’s the option on that piece of ground out on the creek. It might possibly be binding on Miss Dameron after the trusteeship has been closed. Balcomb’s pretty smooth, and if the old man is in straits, you can’t tell what he’ll do.” i, “Let him blow it all in, Morris. I shall be disappointed is there’s a cent left He can have the money. I want the girt” “Balcomb is' undoubtedly swindling his associates in the land company; they are quite likely to squeal, Balcomb wouldn’t hesitate about throwing the blame for any irregularity on Dameron.” “Let him do it. What do we care for Dameron i ” “But I thought you wanted to avoid a scandal, for Miss Dameron’s sake—for ail your sakes. I want to! do the best thing ana the right thing. You are not anxious for publicity." “Most certainly not” "We’ve got to approach Miss Damer-

on. and tell her the whole matter. It Is not a pleasant thing to do, but if we get her help—if that should seem the best way- ” They were deeply engrossed and did not hear the bell or the servant opening the front door. “Uncle Rodney!” Both men sprang tq their feet Zelda stood in the library door. “Glad to see you, Zee,” said her uncle, quietly. She looked from one to the other and nodded tb Morris. . “You don't look so awfully glad, I must say, If I’ve come in upon a conspiracy I'll take myself off. The gloom > S-e is so thick you could grow mushMoms in it.” V /‘l’m glad you happened in, Zee. There’s something I wish to speak to you about. We may as well discuss it now; and if it’s agreeable to you, I should Hike Mr. Leighton to stay. It’s a legal matter that we may want him to advise us about.” “You have a serious air. I have you haven’t been breaking any laws, you two. Certainly, Mr. Leighton may stay.” , “Sit down, Morris,” said Merriam, deliberately, Zelda had taken a chair in the corner away from the smoldering fire, and Marriarri found the chair that he liked least, with an unformed idea that such self-immolation fitted him better for an unpleasant task. He did not begin immediaitely, and while he collected his thought? Zelda watcHfed him with amusement. “If ypu knew how funny you look. Uncle Rodney, I’m sure you’d laugh And you seem a little ultra-seriout. too, Mr.' Leighton. Please, uncle, don’t scold m£!” “Yes. Yes, -to be sure,” said Merriam, absent-mindedly, and Leighton and Zelda exchanged a smile. “I want to speak to you about your property. There are some things connected with your affairs that you must know.” “But father attends to you’ll certainly waste your talents on me. Do let us talk of something cheerful.” “You know that your property, what your mother had and wished to give to you, was left in trust. Your father is the trustee.” "Yes, I know that.” “Your father’s powers have been absolute. He is not required to to give an accounting to any one—except, of course, to you, when he turns over the property on your birthday—that is, tomorrow.” “Yes, I believe to-morrow is the first of October. I understand perfectly that mother wished me to know that she trusted father —as she expected me to trust him. That is all very simple." “Everything was left to your father's discretion, but there were a few minor requireinents. In case he should sell real estate, he was to get the approval of the Court; and he -was to buy other real estate with whatever he realized." “That’s probably important, but not amusing. I really dropped, in to ask what you were going to give me for my birthday. I’m almost sorry I came.” “Your father has sold some of the Teal estate ” “Os bourse. You escape a lot of trouble by not having real estate, so father says—taxes and all that But once more, pardon me!” The color was dying out of- her face and she twisted her fingers nervously. Her heart was beating fiercely. It had come At last —this hour in which she must face an attack upon her father. She had known that it would come, and she knew that she should meet it It angered her that the terms her uncle used were unfamiliar. Law and business were unknown worlds to her. She again followed her uncle’s recital closely; he was speaking with a sharp precision ! that he had never used before in talking to her. "Your father has sold a great deal of your property,” he repeated; “and It appears that through neglect”—he hes“or forgetfulness, the court’s approval was not secured in at least one case. Os course, this can be corrected!” (To be continued.) i ============ TOO CONSPICUOUS IN COLOR. United States Will No Longer Have Gray Horses in Its Cavalry. The gray charger, long an inspiration fbr the poets of chivalry, is now passe. So say the high officials of the war department who look after the purchase of horses for the United State? cavalry. He may be just as vigorous, intelligent and faithful as his brothers of another color, but he’s too conspicuous, tjhey tell us, too apt to get his S2OO hide filled with lea<J- So he has to go. Horsemen of the National stock yards can no longer sell grays to the government, which they maintain i|s bad business all around. Uncle Sam formerly owned $240,000 worth of horses of this color. One troop in every regiment was known as the “Gray Troopi” But on investigation the department decided that so much money in living targets was a bad investment, for in these days of high-power rifles the gray troop would be a shining mark for the infantry of the enemy before the bays ‘and blacks and browns and sorrels could get close enough to be distinguished from the scenery. Curing a Cramp, Is it In the leg? Does it come in the night? It may be easily relieved. Simply have a good strong cord. Then you are ready for the cramp. When it comes wind the cord around the place. Wind it rather tight, then give each end a sharp pull. That will relieve the cramp, which will not come on again the same night. For a permanent cure of these spasms one should go to a physician. —Philadelphia Record. Restless Royalty. “Before their marriage he said she should be treated like a queen.” “Well,” answered Miss Cayenne, “he has kept his word after a fashion. Hk household Is very like one of thos little European monarchies.” $ When a girl marries in haste it« sometimes her last chance.

New News a Os Yesterday eTi £(/u/artJy'

Light on a Famous Forgery

Story Shews Ctephen French Was Innocent in Bogus Proxy Incident Which Had Much to Do With Cleveland’s Elevat on. It was in 1882 that the name of Grover Cleveland first became a household one throughout the country. In that year he was elected governor of New York over Charles J. Folger by a plurality of nearly two hundred thousand. Two years later he was president-e’ect, his second phenomenal elective victory resulting directly from his first, which was due in no small measure to the famous forged telegram of 1882. That telegram cropped up when the Republican state convention was gathering to select its gubernatorial candidate. A desperate struggle was under way to secure control of the convention through its organization by the state committee. The friends of President Arthur were backing his secretary of the treasury, Mr. Folger, for the nomination. At the height of the battle Stephen V. French, a personal friend of the president, appeared before the state committee holding a telegraphic proxy which entitled him to serve in place of William H. Robertson, collector of the port of New York. This proxy determined the control of the convention and assured the nomination of Folger. But Folger had not been nominated many hours before Collector Robertson was out with a statement denouncing as a forgery the proxy presented by Mr. French. Instantly the telegram became a powerful issue in the campaign, helping materially to defeat Folger. And as for French, though he denied forging it, he became known far and wide derisively as “Proxy” French, he became an outcast, almost, and at last died practically unknown. Now, nearly twenty-eight years after the forged telegram, which helped to shake great events, was sprung, I am able to offer some hitherto unpublished evidence in support of Mr. French’s declaration that he did not forge the telegram, that he was made to suffer innocently. My authority in Gen. Howard S. Carroll, who was Republican candidate for congressman-at-large in 1882, and is today the head of one of the big shipping interests of New York harbor. “Mr. French and I had connecting rooms in the hotel at which we were stopping for the convention,”, said Gen. Carroll, “We were warm personal

First White Women in China

I Greeted With Astonishment and Curiosity, They Were Finally Ordered Back to Their Ship as Most Undesirable "Foreign Devils.” Setn Low, who is known in national education circles as a former president of Columbia university, in national philanthropic circles as a maker of numerous munificent gifts, and in politics as a former mayor of New York city, and also of Brooklyn when the latter was an Independent city, was one of a company of gentlemen who had met to discuss the twentieth century industrial and commercial awakening of China. Mr. Low’s father, the late A. A. Low, gained his great fortune and established a worldwide reputation as a merchant, through the great commerce established by his house with China. He was owner of some of the clipper ships which made America famous on the seas sixty odd years ago. Os the men who met with Mr. Low there were several who had recently been in China, and thye told from personal knowledgs of the great changes taking place in the empire, and particularly of the new and friendly attitude towards foreigners on the part of the ruling 1 classes. ‘The change towards foreigners has, Indeed, been most marked,” said Mr. Low. “The anecdote of the first women of American birth and training—and, also, I think, the first white women of any nation —to put foot upon Chinese soil proves that One of these ladles was an aunt of mine, a sister of my father, and the other was a near relative of hers, and younger. Their adventure in China, I believe, is not generally known. “These ladies took passage for China upon one of my father’s clippers. On reaching port they went ashore, and were at once the objects of the utmost astonishment and curiosity

ORONKEY’S WHISKY CACHES Sportsman Who Hides Jugs of Liquor Tfcrsughout the Woods in Case of Emergency. “Going up In the Adirondacks after □rout, eh?” said the sportsman. “Well, X you strike the Beaver River country look up my friend Dave Cronkey. Dave *■ not only an excellent guide, hut he possesses a magic wand that can locate 1 drink of whisky for you whenever vou want it. And this in spite of the

friends, and we sat up quite late the evening before the convention met, chatting with politicians, and I think, it was about 2 o’clock in the morning when we went to bed. The situation was then all in the air. Nobody could tell how the convention would be or- I ganized. “At ten o’clock the next morning, 1 there came a series of very loud knocks upon Mr. French’s door. They awakened me, for the door between oui rooms was wide open; and as I looked at my watch to find out the time I heard Mr. French growling sleepily because he had been disturbed. But the hall boy shouted over the transom: Jt’s a telegram for you, Mr. French.’ So he arose, opened the door and took the telegram. “I heard him tear open the envelope, and, an instant later, heard him utter a very excited exclamation of surprise, which sounded suspiciously like: ‘Well, I’ll be damned!’ Then he came hurrying into my room. ‘Here, Howard,’ he said excitedly. ‘I wish you would look at this.’ He handed me the telegram and I read that he had been authorized by Collector Robertson to act as his

“Saved” Mark Twain’s Life

Famous Humorist, Having Lost His Taste for Good Tobacco, Sought and Found the Worst Cigars in All His Life in New York. One morning in the late eighties I met Mark Twain in the office of a mutual friend. “I am come to see you on an errand of mercy,” he said, as he shook hands. “You can save my life. You must have observed my distraction, because I have appeared upon the streets these mornings wearing my somewhat rusty silk hat and a sack coat. I have been told that this is a highly improper thing to do in New York, and, while I am a temporary sojourner here, I am anxious to observe the proprieties.” I saw that behind this jesting Mark Twain had a real purpose in mind, and in a moment or two he revealed it “My friends for some years now have remarked that I am an Inveterate consumer of tobacco,” he said. “That is true, but my habits with regard to tobacco have changed. I have no doubt that you will say, when I have

■ Almost as speedily, too, there came mutterings against the two .women, not so much from the merchants as from the ruling classes, who insisted to the ship’s officers that the ‘foreign devils/ as the authorities described the amiable ladies, should be instantly deported. “At once assurances were given the authorities that the two ladles had no intention of interfering in any way with Chinese customs; that they had simply come to China on a ship of their relatives as travelers anxious to see strange lands. “The explanation did not make the slightest difference; in fact, the ruling classes Insisted more strongly thar before that the ladies should be deported. At last, the authorities pronounced sentence, so to speak. They sent word to all the native merchants that unless the two American women were at once placed on. board ship and kept there, and from off Chinese soil, , until the vessel sailed, an edict would be issued which would permanently prohibit any further commercial relations of any sort with the firm of A. A. Low & Co. “The merchants knew that the ruling classes meant what they said; the officers of the vessel likewise knew that the authorities were in dead earnest, and with neither officers nor merchants anxious to have the threatened edict issued, the ladies were at once escorted back to their quarters aboard ship and kept there until after the vessel had cleared the harbor and all danger was past of disturbing large commercial relations that were profitable alike to China and America. “That, gentlemen, was the China of 1840 and thereabouts.” (Copyright 1910, by B. J. Edwards.) Aviators should look down and spec‘■’tors look up, while everybody shouL' ' K OUt '

fact that he never touches a drop himself. I was up there last fall after deer, and the first day out I had a chill. We were away over near Witchhopple lake, ten miles from anywhere. ‘l’d give a good bit for a drink of whisky,’ I said. ‘I guess I can fix you.’ said Dave, and, walking to a hollow log about a dozen rods away, he produced a bottle. I took a good swig, and he put the bottle back. The next day he repeated this performance over on Branch mountain, and the third day he uncovered a bottle ip a

' proxy in the state committee meeting. The telegram was signed ‘William H. Robertson.’ ! “As we stood there fliscussing the telegram, the only thin® that oc- , curred us was that Robertson j was getting ready to resume friendly ' relations with the Arthur administration, and that this was his way of showing it W’e never doubted the ' good faith of the telegram, which 1 French showed after breakfast to various Republican leaders, and afterwards presented to the state commit- ! tee as his authority to act for Mr. Robertson. There wasn’t a person who saw it who doubted its authenticity. “When the word did come that the ! telegram had beer, forged poor French | was thunderstruck. ‘lt will ruin me politically; no one will believe that I did not put up the job myself,’ | he said to me adding, prophetically, ‘lt will make a martyr of me.’ It did ; —poor French, with is broken heart, ■ dying a few years later ‘unhonored and unsung.’ “Personally, I consider that my proof of his innocence of the forgery is complete; I know that Stephen ! V. French never sent himself that forged telegram. Bu. who did send it will probably remain forever an unsolved mystery of American politics." (Copyright, 1910, by E. J. Edwards.)

explained to you what my present purpose is, that my taste has deteriorated, but I do not so regard it. “Let me tell you briefly the history | of my personal relation to tobacco. It ! began, I think, when I was a lad, and ! took the form of a quid, which I be- ! came an expert in tucking under my I tongue. Afterwards I learned the de- ; lights of the pipe, and I suppose there 1 was no other youngster of my age who I could more deftly cut plug tobacco so I as to make it available for pipe-smo-king. “Well, time runs on, and there came I a time when I was able to gratify one of my youthful ambitions—l could buy the choicest Havana cigars without seriously interfering with my Income. I smoked a good many, changing off from the Havana cigars to the pipe in the course of a day’s smoking. “At last It occurred to me that something was lacking in the Havana cigar. It did not quite fulfill my youthful anticipations. 'I experimented. I bought what was called a seed leaf cigar with a Connecticut wrapper. After awhile I became satiated of these and I I searched for something else. «The i Pittsburg stogie was recommended to 1 me. It certainly had the merit of cheapness, if that be a merit in tobao co, and I experimented with the stogie. Then, once more, I changed off. so that I might acquire the subtler flavor of the Wheeling toby. Now that has palled, and I have been looking around New York in the hope of finding cigars which would seem to motet people vile, but which, I am sure, wduld be ambrosial to me. I can’t find any. They have put into my hands of those little things that cost ten dents a box, but they are a delusion. I would soener smoke sweet fern cigarettes. i “So I want to know if you can direct me to an honest tobacco merchant who will tell me what i? the worst cigar in the New Ydrk market, ex- I cepting those made for Chinese consumption—l want real tobacco—and | if you will do this, and I find the man | is as good as his word, I will guaran- \ tee him a regular market for a fair | amount of his cigars.* I saw Mark Twain was really IS ! earnest, and, after making some in- i quiry took him to a tobacco dealer ! who I knew would tell the truth; who, if a cigar was bad, would boldly say ! so. I introduced the humorist to this man, explaining our errand, and he produced what he called the very worst cigars he had ever had in his shop. He let Mark Twain experiment with one, then and there. The test was satisfactory. “This is, after all, the real thing,” exclaimed Mark, with delight “I will now negotiate for a box of them so that I may be sure of having them handy when I want them.” A few minutes later, with a hundred of those awful affairs tucked fondly under his arm, with one of them scenting up the whole neighborhood from its position between his lips, and with the parting assertion that he had discovered that the “worst cigars, socalled, are the best for me, after all," Mark Twain went happily to his home. And I afterwards learned that f or some months he was a steady purbaser of those cigars. ‘Cooyrisht. 1910. by E. J. Edwards.)

pile of dead leaves along Red Horse creek. You see, the people who come up from the city to shoot and fish generally bring along a supply, and what is left over when they go home they leave with Dave. He hides it at various points throughout the woods for use in case of emergency. He tells me he has over a- hundred bottles cached in this matter. Take my advice, and cotton to Dave.” . All really successful men owe their career to themselves.

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