The Syracuse Journal, Volume 5, Number 48, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 27 March 1913 — Page 6

A Y"fi\ 1 ( CA\| r* dtacz r-srxTrVFT TT in 11 iI - I 4 I FLYNN’S METHOD OF TALKING I Irishman Wanted Boss to Stick His Head Out of Window to Carry on Conversation. A solemn looking man entered a business house and, walking up to one of the men employed on the lower floor, inquired: “Is there anny chanst fer a mon f get a job av wur’rk here?" "L don’t know,” said the man. “Ton’ll have to see Mr. Mills.” “An’ phwere is he?” “Up on the second floor,” was the answer. /‘Shall I walk up and talk to him?” “No need of that. Just whistle in that tube and he’ll speak to you”— pointing tc the speaking tube. The man walked over to the tube I and blew a mighty blast in it. Hearing the whistle, Mr. Mills came ' to the tube and inquired: “What’s wanted down there?" “ ’Tis Oi, Paddy O'Flynn. Are ye th’ boss?” “I am,” said Mr. Mills. "Well, thin,” yelled Flynn, “sthlck yer head out av th’ second sthory windy while Oi out on th’ sidewalk. Oi want to talk t’ ye!”—National Monthly. He Meant Well. It was in history class. Teacher was saying “The declaration of independence was signed in—”. “You lie,” burst out the tow-headed new little boy. For a moment teacher gasped. But a look at the boy’s face reassured her. He couldn’t be telling her she lied; his face was guileless; there was to be seen on it only enthusiasm for the point under consideration. “Yuly fourt,” reasserted the tow’headed one. And then the teacher remembered: he was a little Swede boy, but recently come over. Favorite Fiction. "I Beg Your Pardon, Mr. Toastmaster; I Intended to Speak Only Two Minutes When I Got Up.” “No, sir; I Haven’t Done a Thing to the Watch. It Stopped Going of Its Own Accord.” “Mamma, My Head Itches Someth’n’ Awful, an’ I Hain’t Been Outside o' the Yard fur\More’n a Week!” “Gentlemen, I Don’t Make a Cent on It Myself; the Profits All Go to the Retailer.” HIS SPRING VISIT. 1 Bunko —Do you really want to buy I a gold brick? Farmer —If I kin git one reasonable. The summer boarders were disappointed because I didn’t have one.' I don’t want to make this mistake anther year. London Fog. “We English are a prosaic lot.” “Sor "We never build castles in the air.” "Your air is so suitable for building nurposes, too," opined the American. “You could chop it into blocks.” He Knew. Mrs. Bacon —This paper says the latest craze of Berlin women is to nave their portraits painted while ♦hey are asleep. T Mr. Bacon —They must look funny with their hair all in curl papers! Not That Kind. “How could the ancient gladiators have been such good fighters if they were such drinking men?” “They were not drinking men.” "Why, weren’t they always taking Roman punches?” Nice Question. “I don’t see how doctors can honestly take people’s money." “I’d like to know why not?” "Because, as far as the doctors are ncerned, all they get from their i itients are ill-gotten gains.” - Mercenary Mob. "What did the crowd do when you dd them you had never paid a dol--for a vote?" "A few cheered, but most of them < eemed to lose interest.” Crafty Scheme. -I guess that batch of bills will be >ened,” opined the tailor. “How, now?" “I’m pasting a crimson heart on •** r envelope."

GREEN REPORTER IN LONDON Young Journalist Was Sure of Quan rel With King When Prime Minister Said “King’s Cross. A young American journalist who had recently come over from tha States was taken on the staff of a big London newspaper. One day he dashed into the editor’s rccm and pushed a few slips of "copy” under bis nose. The startles editor glanced through the report and was even more startled. It contained a vivacious account of a quarrel between the king and the prime minister. “Can you vouch for. this?’ asked the editor eagerly, “You bet I can!” was the confident reply. “How did you find it out?” the editor wanted to know. “Oh, you needn’t be afraid; its all right I knew the prime minister had gone to Buckingham palace, so I waited outside and saw him come out to his motor car. I thought he looked worried, so I got as near as I could and heard him say the king was angry.” “But to whom did he say it? To the chauffeur?” asked the editor. “Yes. I suppose was an old family retainer —a sort of confidential servant. Anyway, he said it plain enough.” The editor looked puzzled. “Yes, but what did the prime minister say? Did he say it in so many words that the king was angry?” “N'», not exactly,” the American admitted. “He said ‘King’s Cross’ and got in and drove away.”—London Tit-Bits. — A LITTLE FAVOR. BF7 !■■■ I IMIIIIM II Mill II Harry’—Grant me just one little favor before we part forever? Helen —What is it? Harry—Marry me, and part afterward. Quicker Than the Bellboy, A Newark lawyer on a visit to Atlantic City rang for a bellboy to take a telegram, but it was not until the fourth ring that the boy appeared. “You’ve been a long time coming.’ said the lawyer. “Yes, sir,” said the boy. “You see. sir, it’s our dinner hour. The Newarker smiled grimly. “I know why y’ou bellboys are called ‘buttons,’ ” he said. ‘'You’re always off.” Her Bowwow. She held him in her arms and passionately crushed him against her breast. She gazed into his deep brown eyes and kissed him again and again. She stroked his soft, curly hair and patted his cheeks. “Speak to me, darling,” she murmured. “Speak to me.” “Bow-wow, W-r-r-ooff,” he barked, as he leaped from her lap to chase a stray cat. A Fire Fighter. Mrs. Bacon—ls your husband a fire man? Mrs. Egbert—Oh, no. Mrs. Bacon —But I heard you say he was a firefighter. Mrs. Egbert —Oh, well, he is. H« fights hard every morning against getting up and starting the fire. And So Many Times, Too. Mr. Yeast—l see the most remark able echo known is that in the Casth of Simonette, two miles from Milan i It repeats the echo sixty times. Mrs. Yeast —Oh, I’d love to go there Mr. Yeast —Os course you would dear. Any woman would who like* to hear herself talk. 5 Lower Bidder. "By gorry,” said Pat, as he read over the morning pape?. ' “Here’s Harry Doolan failing for half a mil lion.” “The graspin’ omadhaun!” cried Mike. “Sure, an’ Oi’d do ut fer tin!’' —Harper’s Weekly. Wifie’s Suggestion. “John, dear, it’s too bad that we have to pinch, and save, and econ omize on everything we buy. Is —is there such a thing as a money trust?’ “Yes, love; I think there is.” (Pause.) s “John, dear, why don’t you join it?* A True Optimist. Vicar —Amid ajl your troubles, Mrs Grundy, I am pleased to see that you: gratitude to Providence does not fail Mrs. Grundy—No, sir; rheumatlz it bad, Indeed, but I thank ’eaven I stib ave a back to ’ave It in.—Life. Dinner Thought. "Pop!” “Yes, my son.” •‘Does eating satisfy the appetite Y “Why, certainly, my boy.” "Well, the more a man eats th< more appetite he is said to have." Os Course He Could. Her Father —Do you think you can support her? “Yes, sir; I’ve already tried It,” id the blushing boob, as he smoothed ,e -wrinkles out of his trousers. —Pslj ican (California). What He Gave Up. '•Have a cigar?" “No; I gave up smoking to please my wife." “I kept on smoking and gave up *M Jot • naw gown.”

STRANGE HOHTSjSS

eminent astronomer recent- 1 ly declired that all the mysterious places of earth had i | been penetrated by adveninr vi turous man. “There is left,” ■ kLa Jhe said, “no portion of our q®* J planet that he has not trod.; , The star gazer is now the —• only true explorer. Man s future discoveries must be . made with the telescope.” But there is still a large part of the earth’s crust that is as great and fascinating a mystery as the illimitable reaches of space. Hidden there may lie the cities of a wonderful race, with vaults choked with precious metals and rare jewels. He who i brings them to light will write his name beside those of Marco Polo, Co-1 lumbus, Vasco da Gama, Livingstone, Peary and all the others who have extended our frontiers of geographical knowledge. Such a task has Bernard Meeker undertaken. This daring young Englishman is now on his way to the Caribbean sea. There he will search not only for a lost continent, but for a lost nation and all the treasure that it may reveal. He says he has good reason to believe that he will find the very cradle of civilization and loot enough to enrich all those who have joined him in the enterprise. Meeker’s expedition is the strangest treasure hunting outfit that ever left England. The chunky little steamer that was chartered at Liverpool carries the queerest cargo in its trampish career. First and foremost were two submarines. One was of the conventional type no longer considered wonderful in spite of its great speed and carrying power. Four men could live comfortably aboard it for weeks. Its lockers are capable of holding a large supply of compressed foods and the system of air renewal Is of the most modern type. Its one unusual feature is Its powerful searchI light that Is set In a revolving turret, thus the inen in the conning tower to distinguish objects at great depths below the surface. The second submarine is such a ) craft as Captain Nemo might have been proud to own. It resembles some hideous crustacean of steel with tentacles to catch its prey. It is a veritable giant crab. Its claws are ingenious metal arms that can be operated by the men inside the hull. The tips are furnished with a sensitive electrical apparatus that might almost be called a man made sense of touch, for whatever comes into contact with these arms sets off a signal inside the conning tower. Thus can this vessel feel its way along the bottom pt the sea like some huge half blind monster. This unique vessel has a name. Most submarines are nowadays simply numbered, but Meeker named his second submarine, and it was this name that let out the secret of the expedition. For months the explorer kept his plans strictly to himself. All that was known of them was contained in the simple announcement that he would sail for the coast of Yucatan to search for evidence of prehistoric civilization. This aroused little comment, for many others have preceded him in such a quest. In fact, the shores of Yucatan are filled with the remnants of great cities. But the crablike submarine caused a great deal of speculation. Just

“MIRACLE” IN A CEMETERY I People of French Village Wrought Up 1 to Great Pitch of Excitement Through Reported Occurrence. The town of Beziers, France, Is Immensely excited by a remarkable story which is said to have occurred in the old, cemetery in the town. Nothing will convince the people that it is not true. I According to the story, which Is printed with much detail, a woman

t Parliamentary Practice. Prof. Howard Marsh has just told • the story of a lodger who complained I of the “lunatic” above him who walked the floor all night talking to himself. The “lunatic” was John Bright preparing his speeches, and one recalls how Grattan in like circumstances concerned his landlady: "It was a sad thing,” she used to lament, “to hear her young lodger talking half the I night to somebody he called ‘Mr. Speaker,’ when there was nq speaker present but himself." Grattan’s studies

1 what the floor of the ocean had tc do; with the ancient nations of Mexico i was a mystery. But when the Pinot I i was named Atlantis the secret could i ; no longer be kept. Every explorer and ’ scientist in England at once knew that Meeker was going in search of the so-called lost continent —Atlantis, whose existence has been a riddle since the days of ancient Greepe. It was only when he knew that he : could stave off publicity no longer ! that Meeker would talk about his ‘ plans, says the New York Sun. And ’ even this concession was obtained only on promise that nothing should be published until after he had sailed. “When this thing comes out I shall I be laughted at from one end of i ■ don to the other,” he said. “As a ■ matter of fact I have always had a hard time to get even my intimates i ! to believe my story. “Briefly the object of my expedi-1 tion is the exploration of the ocean i bottom at points below the surface of! the Caribbean, where I have good ' reason to believe there lie the ruins j of cities so old that the most ancient i i Egyptian structures are new by com-! I parison. These cities once formed; . the nucleus of a great empire, which i for want of a better name we have called Atlantis. Os course this is not an original idea of mine. For a great many centuries men have thought ! that such a nation once existed, meet- : ing its fate in some awful cataclysm . which caused a whole continent to sink’ fathoms below the surface of the i Atlantic ocean. “Hitherto the existence of such a nation has been a mere theory based on the flood legends that occur in all religions, the distribution of certain distinct-human types and the strange similarity shown in the architecture of ancient Europe, Africa and Amer-; ica. But recently divers have dlscov-; ered cups, bowls and other utensils at ; the bottom of the Caribbean, far from ■ shore and of designs that absolutely . j baffle archaeologists. These speci- ! mens are different from anything that ; any of the known ancient races manu- . factured. They are delicately wrought, showing a high degree of artistic ; taste and knowledge of metal work- • ! ! ing.” At this point the interviewer re- j peated to Mr. Meeker the rumors that ■ ■ his was a treasure hunting expedi-! tion. The explorer was at first reti-; cent. “Treasure hunters always get them- ' selves - laughed at,” he said. It was then that he exacted the promise to; delay publication until his departure, j “If you will agree,” he said, “I will! ■ spin the yarn for you, otherwise not! ’ another word do you get out of me.” The promise was made and the explorer went into another room, from ■ which he soon returned with a smal i metal bowl. He smiled as he handed ; it to the writer. There was nothing ■ strange in the shape of the vessel, but • it gleamed in the lamplight. [ “What would you say it was made • of?” asked Meeker. “Brass,” promptly replied the interi viewer, x : “Wrong,” said he, “It is gold.” He then went on to explain that the I bowl and others like it had been • brought to the surface by divers in > the Caribbean. At first it was thought to be a part of the cargo of a galleon I that had sailed the Spanish Main in t' the days of the conquistadores. Im-

[ was leaving the cemetery, where she ’ i had gone to pray at the grave of her ' ' husband, when she noticed a statue of | the Virgin covered with moss. The ! condition of the statue inspired her with pity and she tried to wash the moss from it with her pocket handkerchief. She declares that the statue came to life, that one of its hands touched the handkerchief, and that a voice said: “This cloth is sacred now. Keep it, for I have blessed it to thank you for your act of piety.” The woman ran home to her cottage

in the art of speaking, however, were not confined to the bedroom. He often walked in Windsor park addressing the oaks in parliamentary strain. And there is the story of the polite stranger who found him haranguing an empty gibbet: “However did you get down?” he asked. —Evening Standard and St. James Gazette. Conrad Sittenfeld Paralyzed. Conrad Alberti Sittenfeld, author, globe trotter and editor of the BerlineM Morgenpost, who was one of PrbMg

mediately it became the center of a war of antiquarians. It was soon , known beyond doubt that the vessel was not of European workmanship, either ancient or modern. Nothing of Oriental or African design tallied with it. As a last resort it was thought to be a Peruvian or Mexican product, but this theory, too. was exploded. Even the gold of ! which it was made puzzled metallurgists. It was an alloy, but of a differ- ; ent type from anything on record. “Then I became interested in the ' argument," said Meeker. “I found out the exact spot at which the strange find was made. The few men 1 who knew this were keeping it quiet. They had visions of treasure and , were then trying to interest capital ■ in an expedition. “After a deal of bargaining they i agreed to take me into the scheme, ; I. on my part, promising to aid them if there seemed any possibility of suc- ' cess. I studie.d all the charts I could i find. At last f I came upon a drawing i made by Ignatius Donnelly, who wrote ; i a book on ‘Atlantis’ years ago. His map showed that the place where ! the divers found the gold bowls was only a short distance west of what might once have been the shore of the lost continent itself. “It was a wonderful tale those div- ! ers told. The water, they said, was comparatively shoal where the discovi ery had been made. The floor of the sea seemed to be covered with un- ! usual coral formations. ‘But it was I the queerest coral I ever saw.’ one of them told me. ‘lt looked more like stone walls than coral, and there was I a pointed sort of arch in one of the j walls. I’ve seen coral arches, but ; this was different from any I bad ever | seen before.’ ” j Mr. Meeker went on to relate that i be and one of the divers had made a i preliminary visit to the spot, but all ; that he would say was that he had I seen enough to satisfy him that the | strange coral was nothing less than fl the wall of a building pierced by an arch of the most ancient type. “Our plans are simple enough. With our first or parent submarine we will ; explore the bottom as far as possible. The Pinot will be used at depths, j that would be impossible for the oth•er to navigate. From the Pinot divI ers in especially strengthened suits. ■ capable of withstanding great presi sure, will go out whenever the steel ' arms of the boat indicate some large • solid object in our path. Powerful lights will be lowered i i from the surface whenever possible. ' but at very great depth we will have ■ to depend on the light mounted in the bow of the Pinot. The divers will not descend into the sea from th£ steamer or a raft, but will go out from beneath the surface from one of the submarines, frefin w’hich tbe air supply will be pumped to them from a series of tanks containing air under | pressure. There is an air chamber I in the forward part of both submarines. Here a diver can be closed in and the air pressure gradually increased until it is high enough to keep out the water. The diver can then open a hatch and step out into the sea bottom. He returns to the boat by the same hatch. As soon as he closes it the air pressure is lowered to normal and he is admitted to i the main operating room with the : rest of the crew.

[ and told her sick daughter what had ‘ happened. She put the handkerchief on the girl’s bed, and the child, who has been paralyzed for several years, sat up, got out of bed and walked. Pilgrims are flocking to the cemo- i tery at Beziers. Her Mother’s Inquiry. “The man I marry must have an income of at least $5,000 a year.” “Do you expect to find that kind of a man among the young sprigs that you keep inviting to call here?”

| Henry of Prussia’s party when he visited the United States some years ago, and whose serious illness was reported in Berlin dispatches, has written to a friend in New York that a stroke of paralysis has made his left side use- , less. “Fortunately,” he adds, “I can get along with a cane to some extent and caf do some writing again, but wheUfer I shall ever be my old self is doubtful, although the physijfans hold out hope. The kind mes- ■ sages from friends in your country are 11 a source of pleasure to me.”

OSCENCB ACROSS THE CATAWBA RIVER | Sixty-Ninth Ohio Regiment Had I Rough Time Negotiating Stream — . Hot Skirmish With Enemy. Comrade Samuel Bright a few weeks ago wrote about “the night we crossed the Catawba,” and said that whoever was there would remember it. I remember; I was there, Second brigade, First division. Fourteenth corps, were there nearlj’ a week before we were able to cross. Owing to the heavy rains, our brigade had charge of the pontoons belonging to the left wing of the army. Our regiment, the Sixty-ninth Ohio, did not j do much of the work on the bridge; that was done by the Fifty-eighth Indiana, and Twenty-third and Nineteenth Michigan, writes O. P. Paulding of Santa Maria, Cal., in the Na- ! tlonal Tribune. We had no cable that would hold the pontoons, so we put down trees and trimmed off the tops and left the limbs sticking out about a foot or more. To these logs we tied stones and ropes, and took them out ip the stream above the place where the bridge was to be placed, and dropped them into the stream, where they served as anchors—at least some of them did. Some failed to stick on the bottom, and the least pull woukj move ! them. We were much hampered from the want of rope; we used all the stay chains on the wagons. We finally got enough to stick and hold the pontoons so the army could cross. The bridge breku several times, but Anally all had creased except our regIment. Just before the bridge was taken np we were sent out on the skirmish line. There were only hbout 90 of us on the Johnny side of the river. We were strung along in squads of from two to ten over a front of a third of a mile, and pne-half a mile back from the river. The adjutant general of the division, Capt. Smith, of whom it can be well said there never was a better man, Inspected the line and gave each man a word of cheer. Did we need it? Well, yes. While the captain was talking io the two of us, who were behind ftn old fireplace, we could see Butler s brigade of cavalry, with part of Wheeler’s and Hampton’s troops, form in lino not over three-quarters .of a mile from us. They sent out a line .[of not less than 300 men as skirmishers. There were two small ravines beI tween us and the enemy, and soon we , saw the enemy disappear in the; farthest ravine, but only for a minute; ! then they ran to the second ravine. I After waiting awhile on they | came. | We fired on them, and they wenit back ;to the ravine, but soon they! came again. They got the second fire, but kept on coming. A part of our line fell back to where it was not so open. We held our new position, and e» changed shots with them for; quite awhile. A part of the rebs got into two small log houses and used them as works, but Battery C, First Illinois, from across the river, soon scattered the logs and rebs. Firing ceased about nine o’clock, and we spent thelrest of the time badgering our foe. till at mid- ; night the bugle blew the assembly. [ Never did it sound quite so sweet. | After waiting some ten minutes every : man for himself stole away quietly to the river, where we found the penton boats. Some of them moved along the bank in charge of ofie man each, without oars or poles. IVe got into the boats, stripped off oujr shoes ! and coats ,and pulled out into the ! streams, using our gun stocks as paddles. It was a perilous ride. I was in the boat farthest upstream, and we landed 150 yards below wtjere the lantern was placed to guard tis. Several of the boats came near going over the falls, and had they done so all would have been lost. Our only casualty was Sergeant Tom Adams of Compay A, shot through the right arm. The crossing was made at Rocky ML P. O. A Rebel Veree. A rebel soldier, after burying a federal who had been killed during one of those sanguinary engagements which terminated In the retreat of the Union army from before Richmond, fixed a shingle over the grave bearing this Inscription: "The Yankee hosts, with blood-stained hands, Came southward to divide our lands; This narrow and contracted spot la all that this poor Yankee got." For the Band to Play. The regimental band” was playing on the parade grounds in front of the colonel’s quarters, when the colonel’s orderly (a German) came in great haste to the bandmaster and said: “Der general says ha’f der band to blay der ‘Sthar Speckeled Bandau- . ml’ “ How It Would Work. "What would you do if I should get killed?" asked a bunkmate of his chum. “I would have you stuffed.” “Yes, and then if you got mad at anything I guess you would kick the stuffing out of me.” No Pity. Belle —How do you know their soneymocn is over? Beulah —Why, did you notice? She’s begun cooking for him in the chafingHsh. Pertinent Question. Mistress—-“ Jane, we are going to have company for dinner, and I want to speak to yoi> about tbs cooking." Maid —“Yessum; are they your relatives or your husband’s?” —New Orleans Times-Democrat. Alcohol for Ink Stains. Ink stains from a fountain pen on a light woolen vest can be removed by applying alcohol and. rubbing between the hands as though washing It Apply alcohol about a dozen times and the vIU ba gone.

SWALLOW HAD LONG JOURNEY Positive Proof That Bird Traveled th* Distance From England to South Africa. The capture of a swallow bearlnj jan aluminum ring in Natal. South I Africa, the other day, has resulted is j an astonishing insight into the migra tory habits of birds. From a uumbei I and address stamped on the ring i» ! was discovered that the swallow wi» I one of 11,483 British birds marked ir ! a similar way last summer by enthu [’Blasts, desiring to learn mere as to th» [ routes taken by bird migrants, anc ! whether 'birds returji again to then ♦> previous nesting sites. This systema ' tic marking of birds, began in T 909 since wheu nearly 32,000 have beet I “ringed.” About three per cent. ar» [ afterward noted, but the swallo’w re [ ported from Natal appears to hav« made the longest flight so far. A ; black-headed gull ringed as a- nestling ; In Yorkshire in July, 1911, was found in February, 1912, in Flores. Azores i A starling ringed in Berkshire in Jan uary, 1912, reached Helsingfor, Fin i land, in April. A teal ringed in Stat [fordshire in the autumn of 1910, wai found at Dalarne. Sweden, July, 191L* ■ - ■ - Too Late for Answer. Henry Wat’«*rson. the well-knowc American jourzwlist. told this story at [ a recent dinne* party: I , “One day whe.t 1 was the city edV tor of a small newspaper, a line tur key was left at the office. We all hankered after the bird, but the editoi finally claimed it. took It home, and had It cooked for dinner. The next day a fetter was handed in to blip/ - j which he opened and yead: e “ ‘Mr. Editor—l sent you a turkey ? yesterday which had been the cause, of much dispute among us. To -settle a will you please state tn tomor row’s issue what the turkey died of?*" Perils of the Aviator. During one of ■ a young woman went through the hangars under the guidance of a mechanic. After asking all the usual [ foolish questions that aviators and [ their assistants have to answer during a tour of inspetcion. she wanted to know: “But what if your engine stops in the air—what happens?” Can’t you [ come down?" “That’s exactly the trouble,” responded the willing guide. " [ “There are now three men up in the i air in France with their engines stopped. Then can’t get down and are starving to death ” Important to Mothers Examine carefully every bottle of □ASTORIA, a safe and sure remedy for infants and children, and see that It Bears the Signature of in Use For Over 30 Years. Children. Cry for Fletcher’s Castoriß Stung. “Bella, have you any engagement for next —” ■* “Mr. Squinchley, my name is Mise Blim.” “Yes, and from the present outlook t’s likely to be Miss Blim as loug as rou live.” Illustrative Case. < “Why are those two affinities?” ’ “I don’t know, unless it is because the is dove-eyed and he is pigeon:oed." Constipation causes many serious diseases. It is thoroughly cured by Doctor Pieree’e Pleasant Pellets. One a laxative, three for sathartic. Adv. Competition may be ths life of made, but it’s tough on the jealoue tover. » Only One “BROMO QUIXINE” Chat is LAXATIVE EKOMO QUININK.. £xx>> , tor the signature of E. W. Cures a Cold I a One Day, Cures Grip in Two Days. 25c. A man may develop into a ripZ icholar if he lives to a green old age. Mrs. Austin’s famous pancakes make • -eally delicious wholesome breakfast. Adv. Success comes from good work jftener than it does from good luck.

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