The Cedarville Herald, Volume 12, Numbers 27-52
f p r The pedarrille Herald. W. & BLAIR, BubU»b«r. CEDARVILLE, : S s OHIO. A BOY REVOLUTIONARY HERO. HeX,«dEthan Allen *»* HI* Gallant Men to » IlrltUh StraiiKhaMi. Of tlio bpy heroes of the revolution the first and almost forgotten'one was Nathan Beman. In the spring of 1774 he lived w ith Ids father, a farmer* near the village of Shoreham, which was opposite Fort Ticondevoga. Farmer Beman was an Amorican devoted to the cause. Being of a raving disposition and fond of piny, Nathan had often crossed the lake and formed th e ac quaintance of the hoys whose fathers composed the garrison. The little fol lows had fine times under the walls of fort, and every now and then Nathan went inside and saw how things were moving along there. I n the month of May Ethan Allen, a t the head of the famous Green Mountain buys, -came up through the forest to surprise and capt ure, if possible, the fo rt and its garri- ■Bon.. The expedition, with which Bene d ict Arnold was connected, was com posed of three divisions, one of which was to capture some boats a t Skcnes- borough and send them down the lake to Allen and his. men, who were to get them a t Shoreham. But when the re nowned Green Mountain leader reached the latter village, in the night time, not a single boat awaited him. This was a b itte r disappointment,, for Allen had bn t eighty-three men with him, and his position was. one of groat hazard. I t looked like madness to assail, with his small force, an armed place like Ticon- deroga, y et i t was still more dangerous to remain idle. “Wo can’t w ait ,for the boats, my boysl” exclaimed the intrepid A116n. “We must assault the fortress. ” In looking for a guide th e Vermonter found Farmer Beman, who, as soon as be understood what was wanted, said: “Why not take my boy? Nathan ' knows all about the f o r t He’s been ail over it, and knows the location of every rat-hole, inside and o u t " T|ie suggestion delighted Allen, and little Nathan was* called and ques tioned. “ I’ll go, sir,” he said a t once.' "I know the way to Delaplace’s quarters, too, if you should w ant to find him.” Delaplace was the commandant and, of course, the very person whom Allen wanted. The little party crossed the lake in such boats as they had at hand. The oars were dipped silently In the starlit water, and no one spoke above a whisper. Morning was near at band, and so. much precious time had been lost that every moment had to be pu t to rise. When the patriots reached the opposite shore the commander turned to Nathan Beman, and, laying his hand upon his shonlder, said quiek- ly: . “We're ready now. Show us the way to the sally p d r t” Guided by- the farmer’s son, the mountaineers moved toward the fort, and, coming suddenly upon a sentry, heard the snapping of his fusee look and saw him run through a covered Way within the walls. “Quick!!* cried the boy, looking up a t Allen, and the soldiers sprang a fte r the guide aud made their way to the parade ground unopposed: The enthusiusm of the patriots now broke forth into Bhoutis of victory which, reaching the ears of the British) soldiers, caused them to spring from their pallets and rush from their barracks, only to be made prisoners as they ap peared. Never was a surprise ‘more complete—thanks to Natlinn Beman, Whpn Allen had secured most of ‘he garrison he asked the boy to show tao way to the commander’s room, and the two were soon running up the steps leading to i t Bang! bang! went Allen’s sword against the colonel’s door, and the British officer hurried out of bed to answer the demand. I t happened that Allen and Delaplace wero old acquaint ances, and the reader can imagine the la tte r’s astonishment when he saw who was hammering a t the door. Of course there was nothing for him to do but to snrrender. The spoils th a t fell into the hands of the'victors amply repaid them fo r all the dangers they had faced, and the fo rt remained* in the hands of the Americans for many months later, when i t was abandoned and dismantled by Gen. St» Clair. Amid the general re joicings th a t followed this exploit the p a rt played by Nathan Beman was not forgotten. Uis name was on many tongues and his services were em balmed In the poetry of the day. With ou t him Allen’s heroic expedition would in all proability have resulted in failure. Nathan grew to manhood and ended h is days in peace in the year 1850, dying then in Franklin county,.N. Y., a t the age of 69 years. “lie lived,” says Dossing, the historian, “to see our con federacy increase from th irteen to th irty stars, and from three million of people to twenty million.—The Ad vance. —Honors About Even.—Husband (reading his morning paper)—“Here’s a woman who was so grieved when her husband died th a t she killed herself. That’s the kind of wile fo r a man to have!” “Wife—“That’S th e kind of husband fo r a woman to liavel" —“What a waist of money!”cxclairaed the feminine smuggler as she wrapped a few shawls about her.— -Washingtoa Star. THE BATTLE FIELD . CURIOUS WAR RELtC. A Vest Stained W ith th e Blood of the S lrr t Federal OlHcer Shot la B attle. OoL B F. Uawkcs, of th e pension office, possesses a curious memento of the first bloodshed of the civil war. I t is the first blood drawn from the veins of a federal officer by confederatq fire. Talking about war tim es the other day Col. Ilawkcs took the paper from a Jittle bundle he carried and held up for inspection a low-cut gray vest, of a sort of “pepper and salt" pattern, bound about the edges w ith brown silk cord and ornamented w ith buttons th a t looked like bullets. I t had been a gar ment of a civilian before the wav. On the side, a little forward of tlio arm hole, was a ragged hole about the size of a man’s thumb. Below this a dark stain ran down, spreading until it cover ed nearly all one side of the vest. On the inside this stain'colored the entire lin ing of the vest. The garment was soaked with blood th a t liad dried into it and stiffened it like rawhide. ' “That,” said ;Col Hawkes, “is a relic of the first blood shed of the civil war. The vest was worn by Gen. (then Col!) B. F. Kelley, who commanded a t the buttle •of Bhillippi, the 'first battle of the war, and who was the first officer on the federal side to receive a wound. The ball, fired in a volley of tlio roar, guard of th e ’ retreating confederates, entered where you see th a t hole, passed through the general’s lungs and' came out ju st below the shoulder blade. I was his ad jutant and was with him there. When wfc saw him lying with th e blood spurting from the wound as if forced out witli a pump, no one ex pected him to live more than a few minutes.' The surgeons a t the hospital pro nounced the wound mortal, add it was so reported to Gen. McClellan, but' the general never le ft the front, and in less than sixty days was-again in command. He is-now eighty-four years old, and, a s ' he was the first officer to fall in the cause of the Union, he will be among the last of the brave generals to pass away." Gen. Kelley commanded the first fed eral troops who marched on confeder ate soil. He took command of the first, regiment-raised in Western Virginia on th e 25th of May, 1801, and a_ few days la te r marched- against the confederates under Porterfield. The struggle, then was to prevent the people of th a t sec tion from entering the confederacy, and out of it grew the state of West Vir ginia. Kelley's troo.-s were without uniform and equipment, and were armed w ith any sort of guns, knives, and pistols they .could g e t Home had rifles, some muskets, aud some shot guns: The general’s only uniform was his outer coat. The confederates against whom lie was contending were a t one hour in the field plowing and a t the next mounted on their plow horses in the ranks of CoL Porterfield, and then again they were a t their plows as peaceful tillers of the soil. At four o’clock on the 3d of June, 1801, Cob Kelley, supported by Indiana and Ohio regiments, made an attack on tl\o confederates a t PlilUippi, driving them from their position in confusion, thus beginning the actual fighting of t i e war. After this he was made brig adier-general, and his" operations in West Virginia during the rest of the war were of g reat service to tlio gov ernment aud won for-him high com mendation. At the battle of ltonniey, where, a most important victory was won, he commanded his troops from a carriage, being not yet sufficiently re covered from his wound to ride a horse. After the war he held a position in the pension bfficc a t Washington’ until he got to he seventy-eight years old and retired from active life. Since then he libs divided his time between Washing ton and his country plncc, Swan Mead ows, near Oakland, Md. He Is now so old and feeble th a t his death is expect ed a t any time, bu t his mind is as clear and vigorous as ever. The military spir it still remains with him, and he is making a slow and orderly re tre a t be fore the Great Destroyer.—N. Y. Com- paercial Advertiser. the Brown farm and the farmer’s house was Hancock’s headquarters. From Hancock's lines to tins Horseshoe wuh less tliqn half a mile, w ith tlio route obstructed by thickets aud a second' growth forest. J u s t .before daybreak of th a t early summer’s morning, w ith a mist rising from the fields and thickets, and while tlio birds were faintly chirping in the trees jib they noted tbo coining of dawn, Hancock’s, men moved forward. The confederate pickets were only pistol- shot a\vay. As they challenged, the lines got the word to double-quieir, and the pickets were carried along w ith the rash. With cheers and yells, which were heard two miles away, the feder als struck the field-works—dashed over them—wero upon th e confederates be fore even a single company had rallied. Some of the defenders were preparing an early breakfast—some yet slep t More than th re e ' thousand prisoners were captured in twenty minutes and Lee’s righ t center, was pierced. Then came delay and confusion, and the golden moment was lost. He form ed a new line in rear of the Horseshoe, and the federate reached it to he driven back to the ground'they had captured. Now it was Lee’s turn. He did here what lie did a t Gettysburg—attempted the impossible. Five times Within ten hours did he hurl great masses of troops a t Hancock’s.front, bu t each time they were repulsed with dreadful slaughter. Every charge was made with a momen tum which carried- the confederates clear up to the field-works, and there they were shot and bayoneted or taken prisoner.. After the third charge the dead almost blocked the way, while the cries of the wounded almost drowned the-roar of musketry. There was not a tree nor bush nor tw ig nor blade of grass which was not cut by the flying missiles. The earth was ridged and plowed and furrowed as if some mighty drag had passed and repassed. The very air seemed to blaze ami burn. After 1 o’clock it rained heavily, and wounded men dragged- themselves about and drank out' of the pools and hollows. Those who could not crawl lay w ith open mouths to cool tlieir parched tongues by catching a few drops. In front of a part of Kirney’s division was a sink-hole. Into this rain and blood collected until it was full of red water, and around this .were a hundred wounded men, drinking and moaning. , Not when the sun went down—not when the niglit came—hut only a t mid night did Lee cease hurling his gray masses a t Hancock’s fron t Then the living co.uld no longer charge over the dend and wounded, And when the. morning cume again and men looked out on those acres of field and hash, they saw what was seen nowhere elso during tlio .long and bloody war—the earth hidden from sight—the soil so glutted with blood th a t when tlio bur ial parties cleared ito f its awful burden It had turned rdd.—N. Y. World. PICKETT’S FAMOUS CHARGE. WAR’S BLOOD SPOT. BpottnylTiuiIn, Where the Karth Turned _ Red With Homan Blood. Should you ask a veteran of the war, officer or private, to point out the blood spot of the war, the field on which the carnage was greatest in a given time, no two would perhaps agree. Almost every battle of the war would be named, and not one in a hundred an swers would locate the spot I t was a t Spotlsylvania, on tlic second day of the fight. On the afternoon of the first, as the Second and F ifth corps moved up against the earthworks crowning Laurel Hill, they were driven back after a fight lasting no t over forty minutes, with a loss of almost* six thou sand killed and wounded. The dead were ten to every wounded man. There was no heavy fighting next day. Grant was inspecting Lee’s lines for a weak spot. He found i t a t the point known to every soldier on both sides and to history as "the Horseshoe.” In form ing his battle- line Lee had le ft this to stand. Indeed, his troops had formed it as they cuine on the field. At this one spot Ills field-works projected out from the ifiain line like a tongue of land into a hay. A whole federal corps m ight have been rushed against it in day-light to its destruction, but Grant moved Hancock'* troops by n igh t and stationed them for a dash in the gray of morning. They rested on the fields of The Part Taken in It Ily a Prominent Vlr- glnlau Politician. There are some men who always ap preciate a good story, no m atter under what circumstances it is told—whether tlio thermometer registers ninety-five degrees in the shade or mercury Is ready to freeze. One of the groups was seated in tlio reuding-room of tlio Ar lington hotel in 'Washington the other evening, and the central figure was Capt, J, S.Chcw, of Springfield, Mo.,who was in Washington cn route to Europe. Capt Chew was a member of one of Pickett's regiments during the war, and lias no end of good stories a t liis com mand showing the humorous sido of the struggle. A reporter of the Post drop ped in on the. group while the captain was spinning a yarn about an incident which came under his notice a t Pick* e tt’s famous Gettysburg charge. In Ills company, of which ho was a t th a t time a lieutenant, was a young Virginian, only about sixteen years of age, and when the shot and shell began to fall about the command like hail the youth tried to drop out of the ranks. “The captain of cur company noticed the boy, of course,” said Capt. Chew, “and yelled to him to fall in and not act like a baby, bu t the hoy was equal to the occasion, and, almost in tears, yelled back: ‘I say, captain, I wish I was a baby, and a girl baby a t that* Weil, there were lots of us there who echoed his sentiments, but ju st then we were not making them public.” “What became of the boy?” asked tlic Reporter. “T hat would he scarcely appreciated, If I told, by the young BOldler, or, ra th er, middle-aged man now, for ho is a prominent Virginia politician and does not live so many miles from Washing ton.”—Washington Post. lx the National cemetery a t P ittsburg Landing there are 3,590 union soldiers and four women buried in the ceme tery. The latter were nurses in the army, who contracted diseases while a t work in the hospitals, died and were buried in tile cemetery, Every other grave is marked w ith a headstone, but the graves of the women were entirely ignored. . Someone had planted an evergreen or so otrer their graves, hu t otherwise they are unmarked. No one seems to know why the graves had been neglected, Save th a t the war de partm ent directed th a t no tombstones Should be erected. ' hero must be an Interesting b it of histo ry connected w ith th e matter, if one had time and opportunity to look i t up, aud some, women’s society m ight s ta rt an investi gation. IN WOMAN’S BEHALF. THE MODERN GRADUATE- Sb« Is Not tha 'Dependent Creature Her Slitori of Former Tears Were. The time was when the young grad uate received her blue-ribboned diplo ma with the blissful consciousness th a t her education was finished. Her name in the catalogue, in the lis t alumna), was an indication th a t she had “gone through'/ the prescribed’ four years’ course and liad triumphantly passed successive examinations in history, sciences, languages! mathematics and belle lettres. . If she be longed to a well-to-do family there was a little interval of travel, and she returned, having received the fin ishing touches, ready to take her place in soeiety.. After a year or two of soeiety -she married and settled down, h e r home, husband and children comprising all the career she hoped for, or for which, she had time or inclination. If this was. not the legitimate result of licr so cial experience it was considered more or less a failure, and there remained for her nothing h u t to remain, dependent upon her parents, or, in the event of their death, to find a place' Where.she was made more or less welcome under the roof of a.friend or relative. I t was no t a cheerful existence, and it is not much wonder th a t this joyless and pro, tected spinsterhood seemed very somber and dismal afte r the hdpes and aspira tions of girlhood. Of course, -among her classmates there were those who knew th a t they must be self-support ing, th a t the knowledge acquired as pupils they must in tu rn impart as teachers, and th a t they had no reason to expect in a purely work-a-day life much recreation, ease .or admiration. If to them came the blessings of home and the love of husband and children it was a fortunate accident, unforeseen and regarded as something in'the nature of a miracle. Between the .girl who had to make her way and the girl whose way was made for her there was au almost impassable chasm. I t was widened by a proud sensitiveness to patronage on one hand: and an indiffer ence and passive selfishness on the other. But times have changed with the -girl graduate as with all other classes and conditions, and the' change has been vastly for the better. The rich girl nowadays is not content with lux ury. She wants to know life as it actu ally is, as it can be learned only in the midst of affairs; by thinking and doing and by coming in contact with the world. She lias an affectionate admira tion for the classmate whose circum stances will give her this privilege, and between them there ex ists' a strong feeling of comradeship which is one of the innovations of these better days. It is hardly probable th a t romance is dead or dying, or th a t the young grad uate does not dream her dream and evoke from her fancy or experience a hero that, to her, is the one man of all the world. But before she capitulates she wants to test her individual powers; to see what she can accomplish unaided; to apply her Icnowledge and use her gifts in making some separate place for her self, which she shall owe to no one. This is the distinctive spirit of the century—whoso greatest power, Wm. Baker has avowed Is to be the influ ence of educated women. .It is much more than prdhahlo that two-tliirds of the young women who graduated from th e schools and universities of the Coun try last June will marry, but few of them will marry immediately. , If they wero interviewed it would be ascertained th a t most of them have un der consideration some interesting post graduate course. Others look to the professions, to medicine, journalism, to a rt or music, or even the law, for which they will prepare themselves first, and le t destiny manage tlio rest, and they are in no hurry. Instead of unfitting them for domes tic life, professional training, ex perience with the world, ought to broaden the mind and the sympathies and make the woman all the better and tho stronger for her place a t the head of a family. Furthermore, it should add to her value as a wife tbatshe has been able to earn ber own livelihood, and in renouncing her financial independence she makes a sacrifice—no m atter how freely and generously—th a t demands an cquivelailt in devotion and affec tion. There is no danger th a t a taste of in dependence, th e testing of moral and mental strength, of practical and valu able acquirements Will make her less womanly, less wifely, o r less motherly, Nature lias taken care of all th a t and lias planted thfese instincts in h e r sonl beyond the power of custom or environ- m en tto efface them. Of course this applies only to one and the larger class. There is another of which preachers, writers and teachers of ethics make no record—a class which, however, Includes such women as H arriet Ilosmer, Rosa Bonheur and H arriet Martineau, those who desire to devote all their mind and strength to the work they have chosen, who find it sufficient and are too content and happy in th a t work to ask anything beyond it. I t must he confessed th a t they are the minority aud, since the home must he th e unit of society,, the fountain source of civilization, the origin of pure, ration* al life, tliCro la wisdom in th e decree which has ordained th a t they shall he a minority. Bnt it Is a vast gain, an incalculable Improvement over old conditions that the girl graduate of -o-day need not be ooeroed, b u t may choose which life sh* w ill have, and if she is true to iler big},, est n a tu re may attain equal honoris either.—Inter. Ocean. WOMEN AND THE FAIR. Whst They Are Doing: Toward- a Orrst Exhibition of Their Achievement*, Ever since a special women's depart ment was made a fea tu re o f the W. .itpg Columbian Exposition the women of America and the world have .been on their mettle. “VVliat was a t first decided a piece of folly by some croakers, and a useless innovation by others, has even a t this early date amply justified its ex istence. Never before has emancipated woman had such an opportunity for 1 displaying to tho world her special achievements. From the old world came gratifying assurances that wom en’s co-operation" in this world’s fair will be on a scale little less generous than in the United States, • Sirs. Palm er’s labors in Europe have -laid tho foundation of a network of women's organizations in every civilized country with the special object of co'-operation in the women’s display a t the fair. In England several royal nersonages lave given aid to the movement in behalf of the women’s display, and the value of such co-operation can best be estimated by a reflection that no English commis sion is properly introduced to public no tice without the' sanction of royalty. Ip France Mrs. Palmer’s work of or-' gunization has been enthusiastically aided by President aud Mine. Garnet. From Austria, Germany, and even from Turkey,- come assurance that the special women’s department a t the fair will receive the support and co-opera tion of . the leading women in these countries. On -this continent the work already accomplished places the wom en’s department in the van of progress as regards preparations for the fair. State after state has fallen into line by placing’women on the state commis sions and frequently on the executive boards. Illinois has led all the others in the matter of a special appropriation for the women’s department,-and by sueli action lias given a powerful stim ulus to the movement From Canada,. Mexico and South America come the same assurances' th a t the women ,of those countries will send exhibits and take •active part in the work of the women’s department The prominence which woman’s work is to receive at the fair is, of course, p a rtly due to the- fact th a t it is a departure from prece dent and characteristic of.the age. In no other country than the United States could such a recognition of woman’s capacity to manage a great exhibit have been possible. Where America lends the world follows, and nowhere will this truism be better illustrated than in the universal impetus to wom an’s freedom as a result of her share in the great exposition.—Chicago News. Busy LUo of a Noble Woman: If ever a woman lived by method and moved by rule th a t woman is Miss Frances Willard, says the New York Commercial Advertiser. Each' morn ing, at-seven o’clock, she rises prompt ly, called by her ever faithful Miss Gor don, •who sees th a t her clothing is properly adjusted, and th a t h e r bonnet is in when she goes for her early morn ing walk. Miss Willard is an absent- minded woman, because her mind is so filled w ith her many duties th a t she lias little time to think of herself or her own personal adornment. After n day of hard work, during which Bliss Wil lard dictates letters, writes newspaper articles, directs the various societies of which she is president, organizes new branches of tho wprk, and reads her enormous mail she goes forth to lecture or to assist in some way a t public gath ering1, all given for forwarding the grand work to which she has devoted h e r life. Unless very much engaged Miss Willard is in bed by ten o’clock, and from th a t time until seven tired na ture’s sweet restor6r gets In its fine work, so th a t the famous temperance leader is as good as now by morning light. INTERESTING LITTLE BITS. , y choo TEMPER^*K, BLOSSY rtow » DruHk»rd’' eean. AND 1 IJOlnff i T lieir J peeial afeatu osition- e worl h at wn by soil tion by ampl The December : ^ o o in v .Y ith a b i ,j,e bare hdh», an i heavy fall as tl * Mrs. Arnold ca wbere she had whisp of hay . with a small pa: fairy of * ehild, sunny hair, met, "Won't you gi . drink, mam™ i T, " I’m ever warm milk is *>» “Yes, darling putting down th .cupboard for a .short of food, an bitter weather, homo hungry 1 shall have a litt) -ghe poured which the child "How- nice!".* rosv lips- "Oh member how w< milk, and nice v* too; when pap: early, and no • stammering an jnont, then w i ^ her large, soh-m fc ^ 'mamma-, What tii!rjn. a ll his mono > me ass makes him get ■ departi "Hush, -j SUpp0 .mother-in a t c ^ ^ - i mustn’t say t before li an ho wc From - assure n in tl U* lilt] ed Stal Europe uetw every i object IKpluy- roya l; I inov’eui -play, a l can b, mt no ] .uirodui sancfcl l ’almc been . again; l ’apa t you. Never •va ns eout shed p! in tho : mratioi has fal on the "No, ma'am looking reprov crept over t<> ti doll lay all bun. , co and damn*. gan to pet an ways, did. in 3. trouble. “Poor Dolly tears and kis,; mc; you ever bo b, Brinflie cow v 1 and your p a ;J Vl“ and-spend all 1 has led specif depai Tven a \ -merit. rJ The sound adjoining ro.,ii|u™e>P? I t was her ^ depart h e a rt would b '^ is tic , little woman. than.J!1 bore, lief sad]uu iago al ihle. W P patience, hearts give wu;* . dreary while -• f° 1Iow! fire, and her In 1 bo b.e1 wages a t the i ersal in n old was cb v,'-! result Blossy lisle: ion.—U widc’ a Noim K with HP8- , |n lived i “Dolly* th a t vi rosy mouth »■ say8 tt sudden resol'JI,rt’W r sweet voice : aud th js for li< Villard ecause •] nany di hiulc of rhment in'g Wlii jrs, writ lie vario; ident, oi work, a O ne hundred and fifty thousand New York girls get sixty cents a day. Two young’Kalmnck ladies are study ing medicine a t Kazan, There is al ready one lady doctor of th a t national ity; h e r name is Olzet Djordjicvn. S arah G. O. BI am - ehv , who has a little farm n ea r New Rochelle, sends enough capons and game and fancy bu tter to tha New York m arket to pay the taxes and keep herself in go- l clothes and farm literature. Bliss A ntoinette KNAdoa, a college educated young woman, of Ohio, owns and manages a farm of 200 acres. She carries on her work according to the theories of books, ra th e r than by an cient, traditions, aud, contrary to the usual impression about book farmers, she is mak!ng a success of her under taking. M rs . H. S. GoutD, of Georgia, is a railroad woman. She gave her means and efforts to th e building of the Cov ington and Macon ra ilro ad She has also had a deal to do w ith its manager ment, and is said to have had a share in the bniidihg of th e Middle Georgia and Atlantic railroad. She also runs a farm of 400 acres. I t is tlio deliberate judgment of Miss Mary F1. Seymour, who employs num bers of women, th a t th ere is work endugh in th e world fo r a ll the persons who know hqw to do i t well, and that In some measure the Scarcity of work th a t Is so much talked of is most felt by those who can no t do w ha t they pre tend they can o r wish they could. ertiser, . iok, she thing—you a ,ver fal< try ; poor man aiat- he Come, Dolly, will you?” She caught huddled it o hugging the brave little darkening bt Through tl where Ttriiul feed of hay, in to the hr, ing, never fa T t t o c d o o e W paused to t n ^ . ^ Warren A corner with him and hnl a t his elbow The little wistful fuc ghost. He b ment. "Good lie j LITTI child, what Blossy q then she i pose, facin upon her. "Nothin" n ttcrablc “ only poori no fire, an,1 sy’s ever won’t you come to th The mat appeal v*.-J very ml bed by 3until si orcr' go famoui ns new Of 200| G,,JPk accoi ra th e r | .d, cent bout bo cess of fifty tb dents a1 nckladi azan, or of ti' e t Djori tl.t.EIiV, ew Roi 3 game fork mi p hers craturc. K nack ] sudden thrPRan, of him, “By crossing t lie eaujj afte r him snow. H; looked up “Are yc faltered, so cold, took Dolly Blossy?”. For ans covered In “No, B hoarse, oli help you such ernv mother nr of ho gave alibiing railroad! ,o with i mvo lia( iiddlo ti 8he nl judgm<; ho emf, for all t 0 it wel somethin; s fiCaroi| :«(1 o f I dowlioJ they cl
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