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j.'ttvil down a series of
f.:.+ttt,. lDu t:a`' beck of Pati envelope and
rept:ts a i.:: crl up mentally with
j=tuna ,l ft t.t'ttd�i aeon, '.Liethea;' he
t.lu:•I+t �,.; her gland 'with a
too :'rt:teit,; e.tttcit in his, '15.n afraid to
2:11 ye:al ; It% so positively grand. h
twat, r, all, too zllueh,--tf this goes
a+ta, yeir notal never' take any llupila
Edie., we owe it all to you.—
lt caret t.a. a•i4lat, yet it comas out
t:riaat:a':. 1'v. x:eckozied up twice and
girt well tFui>: (the same total—four
Int:Cit a wad ,:fly re
's.
tit ought see' Ede ailsaverld with
happy little laugh of complete tri-
umph. '1 hit upon such a capital
tioegy"t', Warren. I never told yea
1'efur'�lla,l,tl what 1 was goiug to do,
ter 1 knew if 1 did, you'd never allow
talc' to pat it into execution ; but I
'varote the mane and price of each
p'e.ure in big letters gild plain figures
on toe Luck of the frame. 'then,
whenever 1 took up a person with
II g;oud, roily, iolvont expression of
count Mannar, and a picture buying
crease about the corners of the mouth,
to inseel t the etudio, I waited for there
easnedly' to ask the name of any special
piece they particularly admired. 'Let
• Cue seta,' said I. 'What does Warren
call that? I think it's on the back
Lem' So 1 turned round .the frame,
and there the;'d see it, as large as Life:
'By Stormy Seas—Ten Pounds;' or,
.The Haunt of the Sea Swallow—
:thirty Guineas,'' That Always fetched
then", toy dear. They couldn't resist
t
ft.—Warren, you may give me a kiss,
if you lust'. I'll telt you what ; I've
made your fortune.'
- Warren kissed her Affectionately on
the forehead, half abashed. You're a
bad gill, &lie.' be said good humour..
e.dty; 'and if I'd only known it, 1'd
certainly lisve taken a great big cake
a best ii>deeiaser and rubbed your
ph:iu #figures all carefully out again:—
Bet i don't care a pin in the end, after
all,. if 1 can snake this dear mother
and you oornfortable.'
- ';sled marry Elsie,' Edie put in
eh1O%ously, •
\\ arreu gavel a quiet sigh of regret.
'And mercy Elsie,' he added low.
'111.1t Elsie, will never marry me.'
You gooses' said Edie, and laughed
at him to his face. Site knew womea
better than he acid.
And alt this while, poor lonely
Winifred was rocking herself wildly
backward alta forward in Mrs, 13ou-
't-erie Barton's comfortable carriage,
futd muttering ngto herself a 1lelf
,,s in a glad
ever of despair : '1 could believed it
of Hugh; but of Elsie—never,
CHAPTER XXX[V.—Tna STraxs
•° DltAw CLosnra,
,iialte eet)•11t1 E"�1 t)gmb. '�`' 'a!1?. ;-.a. LL , lour;Ca', thank ;vetTherm, %ugh. .t t,.fl Ilium at every deny dant pa seed o+•'C1' blue oa,et - "Lai lot heat I a rtr it at hist
• business. ttj t 111 .it a • glad Dever lend
,
the loofa l,iilatci.°'°; - hila, 1•.t alone
recouping) Lim fa ltie '4;'t thee alai
Leo ble• Noitody warted to read abort'
feel it my duty to let you know,'
Authony Wraxall wrote to ifugii
a dray or two later—'by the hand of
noetnticln is—seriously and dangerous-
. • ,- •l:'cr d than 1 deemed it at all
pinch at to inform her in person last
+,v,te,., when -she consulted RIO here on
the eidojuct. Galloping consumption,
I regret to say, inay supervene at any
t hoe. The phthisical tendency Maui•
tests i't :elf in Mrs. Messinger's case
Li an tidvaneed stage ; and general
tubalculosis may therefore on the
shorteet notice' carry off with startling
Tepidity. 1, would advice you, under
these painful eircltn)staucrs, to give
Jar they belie& of a warmer winter
climate :. if not Egypt of Algeria,
Ikea
then ala`,. Iett t '•1entone, Catania, or
Malaga,. Stitt should not on any
a vitertc)t tisk see1ug another Ens~lish
elirietnins. If she remains in Suffolk
daring the colder months of the pre'
st'nt year, k dare not, personally
aatawer for the probably conse,-
teruces.'
Ilugh laid Clown the letter with a
I4 �i1 of despair. It woe the last strawy,
unit it broke his back with utter
t'dfeltpotadoucy. How to finance a visit
t,D the south he l:new not. Talk about
Algeria, Caataatia, JbMala;a he had
hard enough work to mike both ends
meet anyhow at Whitestrand. l;lrs
bad trusted first of all to the break-
water to redeem over ting : but tilt
hi esti: water, that broken reed, had
only pierced the hand thatleatied upon.
i.,. The sea. shifted and the setnd,
drifted worse than ever. Then he
.i a
tho best £u..a Life's
had hoped l A tf s I
," lliltasta*hr ;' but':i Life's ;rliiloaopIiy,'
1 his life` or hi . piiiirlsop v.
Hugh
Of \u fnlfietl's health, Ililgll
!thought far leas than 1:f th) .nnneial
1utflloulty, lie saw elle was 11!, 1,ut
Clot a.t 111 ab evoryllody µi8o who retaw
her imagined. \rag; pod up in hitt
own selfish hells and fears, never
really food of his poor small wife, and
now estranges! for Months read metates
by her untimely discovery of Elsie's.
watch, which both lie and site had
entirely n tisiuterpreted, Thigh hiasstn•
ger had seen tlutt frail young creature
grow thinner and paler day by day
without at any time realisi g, the
profundity of the chime or the actual
seriousness of her failing condition.
Ile went out into the drawing -room
to join Winifred. He found her lying
lazily on the sofa, pretending to read
the first volume of l;esant's last new
novel from lltndie's. 'The wind's
shifted,' he began uneasily. 'Wo shall
get it warmer, I hope, souu,Wiuifred:
'Yes, the wind's shifted,' Winifred
answered gloomily, looking up in a
hopeless and befogged way from the
pages of her story. 'It blew straight
across. from Siberia yesterday ; today
it blows straight across from Green-
land,'
'How would you like to go abroad
for the winter, I wonder 1' Hugh asked
tentatively,with same faint attempt at
his old kindness of tone and manner.
His wife glanced over at him with
a sudden and strangely suspicious
smile. 'To San Remo, I suppose?'
she asked bitterly.
She meant the name to speak
volumes to Rosh's conscience; but it
fell upon his ears as filet and unim-
pressive as any other. 'Not necessar-
ily to. San Remo,' he replied, all
unconscious. 'To Algeria, if you like
—or I\Iontoue, or Bordighcra.'
Winifred arose, and walked without
one word of explanation, but with a
resolute air, into the study, next door.
When she came -out again, she carried
in her two arms Keith Johnston's big
Imperial Atlas. It was a Heavier book
than she could easily lift in Ltor present
feeble coudition of body, but IIngh
never offered to help her to carry it.
The day of small politenesses and
courtesies was Iong gone past. He
only looked on in mute surprise,
anxious to kno ie whence carne this
sudden net -born interest in the neg-
lected stuc ` of European geography.
Winificd laid the Atlas down with
a flop oil the five o'clock tea table,
that staggered With its weight, and
turned the • pages with feverish haste
till she carne to the neap of Northern
Italy. 'I thought so,' she gasped out,
as she scanned it close, a 'arid red
spot burninj bright in her cheek.
'Mentone an
them alrnos
-The neat•
along the c
there • fte
0
them.'
'tun over—often—by rail—to San
Remo ?' Ilugh repeated with as gen-
uitsely puzzled expression of counte-
uaime.
'Olt, you act admirably 1' Winifred
cried. with a sneer. 'What perfect
bewilderment ! \Vhat childlike luno.
cence L I've always considered you
an Irving wasted upon private life.
1f you'd gone upon the stage, you'd
have made your fortune; which you've
scarcely sucoeeded in doing, it must
be confessed, at your various existing
assorted professions.'
Hugh stared back at her in blank
aulazelneut. '1 don't know what you
wean,' he answered shortly.
'Capital i capital l' Winifred went
on in her bitter mood, endeavoring to
a5su)ne at playful toile of unconcerned
1nioy'6 you want to go to Sall acme; leer" `.i:10 nietlie'lif .ii gnarl 811rn e to u` ultt ylaii 11 l ! :°;irestive ehria1kines
and I know tor i has. sale you taint
1 to go there. This i eitn b for an r
t. het..ltll's all it pure fiction. Isiah) yon
•
whose •,
Bordighera are both of
next door to San Remo.
st stations on the line
st.—You could run over
by rail' from either of
irony. 'I never saw you act better i11
alt Lily life -••-taut even when you were
pretending to fall in love with toe.
It's your most successful part• --the
injured innocent t'—much better than
the part of the devoted husband. If
1 were you, 1 should ruck to it. --But
it's very abrupt, this sadden coil version
of your to the ullttrras of the Riviera;
'Winifred,' Hugh cried, with tram•-•
parent iceaiviction in every note of his
voice, el toe you're laboring; under
;tomo distr ssiies mieapprellension; but
I give you any eoletrnn word ot honor
I don't in the least know what it is
you're driving a at. You're talltittg
about somebody orsomcthing unknoivn
that Idon't uiide)'stand. 1 wine you'd
explain. I can't follow you.'
But Ire had acted too often and too
sltef:essrally to he believed new, for all
hie earnestness, "Your solemn word
of hotlor 1' Wityifred burst out angrily
with i,utenao contempt. 'Your solemn
word of boner, iudeed 1 And 'tray,'I
a
r 1
r !
eared for lu health month r1
11 :L z Lalli t
M +
011, no, I see through it ell distinctly.
You've fend 'out tLtertr s a reason foe
going to felon Remo, and you want: to
do there for your own pleasure se
cortlutgnly"'
Ata idea flashed suddenly acro:,:+
Hugh's mind. '1 think, Winifred,'
he said calmly, 'ynuerci laboring under
a mistake about the plate you're
speaking, of. The gaming tables Inc
not. at San Remo., as you suppose, but
at Monte Carlo, just beyond Alent•oue.
And if you thought I wafted to go to
the Riviera for the sake of repairing
our ruined estate at ?onto Carlo,
you're very touch mistaken. l %tnted
to go, I solemnly declare, for you're
health only.'
Wiui€red, rose, and faced hint now
like an angry tigress. Her sunken
white cheeks were tivahed end fiery
indeed with suppressed wrath, and. a
bright light 'blazed in her dilated
pupils. The full force of a burning
indignation possessed her song• 'hush
Messinger,' she slide repelling him
haughtily. with her -thin 'left hand,
'you've lied to me'for years, and you're
lying to inc now as you've always lied
to me. You • know you've lied to hire,
and you know you're lying to mo.
This pretence about my health's a
transparent falsehood, These prevari-
cations about the gambling tables are
a tissue of factions. You can't deceive
me. 1 know Why you went toga to
San Remo l' And she pushed him
away in disgust with her angry fingers.
The action and the insult were too
much for Hugh, He could no longer
restrain himself. Sir Anthony's tetter
trembled in his hands; he was clutch,
ing it' tight. in his waistcoat pocket.
To show it to 'Winifred would have
been cruel, perhaps, under any other
circumstances; but in face of such an
accusation as that; yet wholly mis-
understood, flesh and blood—at least
Hugh Massinger's--could not further
resist the temptation of producing it.
'Read that,'lae cried, handing her -over
the letter coldly'; 'you'll see front it
why it is I want to go ; why, in spite
of all we've lost al)d aro losing, I'rn
still prepared to submit to this extra
expeediture.'
'Out' of my money,' Winifred answer
ed scornfully, as she took the paper
with an inclination of mock courtesy
from his treexnl?lous hands. 'How very
generous ! Aiad , how very kind of
you!"
She read the letter through without
a single word ;'then she yielded at last
in spite of herself to her womanly
tears, '1 see it all, huge,' she cried,
flinging herself down once more in
despair upon the sofa. 'You fancy I'm
going to die now; and it will be so
convenient, so very convenient for you
to be near her there next door at San
a
t
Remo .
Hugh gazed at her again in mute
surprise. At • last he saw it—lie saw
it in All its• flaked hideousness. A
light began gt;adually to dawn upon his
mind, it was awful—it was horrible
in its cruel Nemesis upon his unspoken
crime. To think she should bo jealous
--eof his murdered Elsie 1 He could
hardly speak of it ; but he must, he
must. 'Winnie,' he cried, almost
softened by his pity for what he took
to be her deadly and terrible mistake,
'1 understand you, 1 thick, after all.
I know what you mean.—You believe
---that Elsie—is at San Remo.'
Winifred • looked up at hiui through
her tears with a withering (!lance.
'You have said it 1' she cried fel a
haughty voiee, and relapsed into a
silent fit of sobbing and suppressed
cough, wits,; her poor wan face. buried
deep once more like a wounded child's
in the cus.iions of the edit.
CHAPTER XXXV. - I�Z:TBSI3UTloIJ.
Oh, the horror and drudgery of those
next few weeks,while Hugh, in a fever
of shame and disgust,. was anxiously
told wearily snaking diilllonit arrange-
ments, financial or othorwioe, for that
hopeless flitting to the sunny South,
that looney ahead so full of gloom
and wretchedness for himself and
Winifred 1 Thore was nothing for it
now but 'to face the unspeakable, to
endure theunendurable. Igo must o
through with it all, let it coot what it
might. For at least in the end ho had
ono comfort. At San Remo, Winifred
would Chid out title was tllistaken;
there weave Elsie at all, there er else-
where.
Meanwhile, "Winifred, grove i'apMly
worse, so 11, that even 1Iitgh began to
perceive it, and despaired of being able
to carry tier in safety to San 'Remo, 1
The shoek at the Retie' had told seri*
levo nuithnt' brooded in secret over,.
emu. t'at. grief ; sign had no one, a1>s'ylu tel,y
no one on erl.rtit who could aytapathist
with her introuble. th f.rive L i
L her ctrl tau 1e. a4Lle
1 t
to '+ed to fling herself Capon Elsie,
boc•,l:,tn�-"dict dear old Elsie that had
once loon, t!ie Elsie that perhaps
,4-4111 still understand her—and to cry
aloud to her for pity, for sympathy
When she got to San Remo, she some
timet thought, site wound toll all—
every ward ---to Elsie; and E'sie a
leant must be very traucli changed L
in spite of all site could not foul fol
her.
Proud as bite was, she' would throw
herself on +'lsie's mercy. Elsie bad
wronged her, and she would tell el
to Ellin, But not to Huth, Hugh
was hard and cold and unyielding as
steel, It would not be for long. She
would boon be released.. And thei
Flug;11—, She shrank from thinking
it.
At last the day carne for their jour-
atey South. They were going atone,
without oven a maid ; glad to have
paid the servants their arrears and
ctse ape alive from the clutches of the
bute1ers and bakers. November fogs
t.hrouded the world. Hugh had corn -
plated triose vile transactions of his
with his attorneys and moneylenders,
and felt faintly cheered by the actual
metallic chink of gold for the journey
rattling and jingling in his trousers'
pocket. But Winifred Hat very weak
and ill in the far corner of the first
class carriage • that bore thein away
from Charing Oros Station. They
had come up the day before from Al-
mnndharn to town, and spent the
Tright luxuriously in the rooms a,f the
.31stropole, You must make a dying
woman comfortable. •And hugh hat
hl
ronuti with defiant pride into
the l;hevne Itow Club, nssaniin n iu
vain the old languid poetical air—'of
the days before he .had degenerated
into land-owning,' }lathealey said
;afterwards, just to let recalcitrant
Bohemia se`e for itself it hadn't entire-
ly crushed hien )Jy its jingling jibes
and scathing critiques of A Kite's
Philosophy. But the protest fell flat ;
it was indeed a feeble one : heedless
Bohemia, engrossed after its wont with
its last new favorite, the rising author
of Lays q the African Lakeland, held
out to Hugh Messinger of Whitestrnud
Hall its flabbiest right hand of luke-
warm welcome. And this was the
Bohemia that once had grasped his
landless fingers with fraternal fervor
of sympathetic devotion t Tho chilli
ness of his reception in the -scene of
his ancient popularity 'stung the Bard
to the quick. No more for him the
tabour, the cymbals, and 'the oaten
pipe ; no more the blushful Cheyne
Row Hippocrene. • He left himself
dentode, The rapid stream of London
society aticl London thought had swept
eddying hast grid left hila stranded.
Oh for some enchanted carpet of the
Arabian Nights, to transport, hien back
with a bound front his present self to
those goon old days of Thirds and
Elsie 1 •
l3�ut enchanted carpets are now
unhappily nut of date, and -channel
steamers have quite superseded the
the magical' shallops of good Haroun-
al-Re,schicl. , In plain prose, the Straits
were rough, and Winifred suffered
severely from the tossing. At Calais,
they took • the through train for
Marseilles, having secured a coupe lit
at Charing Cross beforehand.
That was a terrible night, that
night spent in the eoupc'iit with Wini.
f'red ; the most terrible Hugh had ever
endured since that memorable evening
when Elsie drow ned herself.
They had passed round Perls at
gray dusk, in their comfortable through
carriage, by the Chemin do Fete de
Ceinturo to the Gare de Lyon, and
were whirling along on their way to
'ontitinbltte through the shades of
evenin ;, when Winifred first broke the
ominous silence she had preserved ever
since thcy'stoppad at St. Dente. 'It
won't be for long aloes,' she said dryly,
'and it will,t>e so convenient for you
to be at Sryt% Remo.'
Ilugh't heart tank once moro within
flim. It was quite clear that tlrillifred
thought Elsie was there. He wished
to heaven sire was, and that he was tto
murderer. Oh, the weight tltttt would
have been lifted orf:' iris; weary stain, if
only he could think it so 1 'leo three
yers• misery that would rise like to
mist from itis uncertain path, if tally
Ire did not know to a certainty that
Elsie lay buried nt Orfordness in the
shipwrecked sailors' graveyard by. the
Low Lighthouse. Ile looked acroa:s
at
'Winifred as she sat h1 her place,
She wets kale and frail ; her wasted
chetll s a lotued white anti hollow. As
she leetie l baelt tbere,witlt a cold light
tasty upon her weak, and shattered gleaming hard and Chilly from her
s
•
t
f
1
1+itlo tlo ye.0 tuna,: bltaiosett n0'%' to I(
as they towed th ule;�lt end throtie,' t
Idol with their fi eatb ,le -.he
to himself t''elr to t;i el of r'eticf
ere it f€tet 1:•e:;;" 'flitter toll her
•,
, •t r
. 1. truth, T
lot her 3° tt L . i t t t
er, o no harm. !die, Ni;Yht the the
hap or. burr 1 i"i a'.. :t, 1 wonder
Or t?, it too c'l r:raf,u `.'a
- rl" ell:'' iV iui raci 'Calla.=.i in an icy
tone iattt'rlr. to i rfrl,;art tho little•
clicly in his throat etc=,1 the doubtful
glen n in his shift cyto As implying
sante het'rtat.iu., tt.,:'il'a1 to speak to
nor. '\Voat he Sr.you gobig to tell
nit+ petit`? 'igtieal; t out laolelly ;'don't
be afraid. Is.'s !lo loyalty. YOU know
I'm not easily di "coneertF 1.' •
Ile looped back: et her nervously
with bent brevis, That fragile crea-
tural And \valid she believe it.
These blue eyes wore so eoldly glassy/
Yet, with a sudden impu'-so, t)o resolv-
ed to unburden his guilty soul of all
its weight of carer to 4; inifred.
'No, Winifred, bit t'.o ecl:mn
truth,' he blatl'te'+3 tut ti only, in ,0
voiee that of itrolf might have ~welt
produced complete enrtvietion—on any
one less inerodulnies then the wife he
lead cajoled and deceived so often.
'Yon tbitak Elsie's at San IRemo, 1
know. ---i'nu're wwrtng there; you're
quite mistaken --She: s not in San
-Beano, nor i=t Ao �trntia either. That
was a lie,—lt , te't; dead ---dead three
years ago--bofo.n we were ntartied.—
Dead and burit:tl at Orfortdness. And
I've seen her grave and cried over it'
like a child, toe'
He spoke with ttnlemn intensity of
earnestness ; bet he spoke in yaltl.
Winifred - thought, - herself, till that
-very moment,' alto bad long $ince
ranched the lowe�tt possible depth ot
ooiito m)t not ^cern for the husband on
whom slle hod thrown herself away ;
but as he met her then with that
incredible latsche:ed—:•t5 she must
needs tidal;It—en his lying lips, with
se grave afftbP and profound au air of
frauk ec0lfe'selon, her lofty disdain rose
at otlee to 0 yet sublimer height -of dis-
gust and loathing of which until that
night she could never even have can•
ceived herself eepsble. 'You hateful
thing 1' ltc cried, rising from her seat
to the centra, of the carriage, and look-
ing Clown roma 11int physically from
her point of ventage as he cowered
and suint like a Ger in hie corner.
'Don't dare to address xne • again, I
say, with.liees like that. 1f you can't;
bud one word of truth to tell me,
have the. gbetlraesa at least, singe I
don't cle, ae. your further oonversation,
to leave lone the repose of your polite
silence,'
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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reonliar to Mnedee (;h,'.,) ten; remedy 38 a specitic.
At,00phlc o ,,i.neat, this llf,a•tiv,ttutontit1 sent on
recent o2 t, eons s by ,:. l., Ingo i Som, to3 west
Sing 131., Toronto, Colada.-Sofcntihc American.
Sulterers from eatcrrheei t(ot:hiee should • read the'
above carefully, -
An Indiana i, o tem who had a
beautiful lead of hair sold it, and
with part of the, 'proceeds at once in-
vested in a eomplcte set of 'switches'
and 'front pieces.'
Ant'I^'d 4.'e i sertte2f s 'r. Slit a l:+tali'bed 50' night,
and brolten of your rest t r „ child autiormg. and
013iter with pain of (MCI.-: r ,,nth? If so send at,
enee and to t u t 'Ic r f1::, \t Inslow's Seedling'
5.t'rup" foe t t actt !' a t,.• try value Med.le 1 a tI r t :t e t tater little eul.erer'
3,1 nletd 3' 1v
Ihmend f2 1'., mothers; thcro 14.110
uu�Faa t arra t t,f, !1 1.1 n Ite1yand 1Diar hers,
rr ui ate.1 Kia1imii row, 7.;i,vil.11s, eureslVindt ogre'
s,f el, t > •, v1 n" rtdwLes leu' ua,atatiou. and .t vo:
tone asel l ,_ = J the whole' •till "Ales 6Jset•
^'nw e nr K a rq t , t a lilac h t;e ung le
;Assam: 1, t f n i, t,.:1critltton of ane of
bee nine t Y. 1 t+ l:; and ~furies Itt
t'l t 3 t t c+ , ail 3- fa,.• • •' hs all ola)r�;,bite
th s is .rat ta,a. :a.l e,: t. t . ut:y-Ave ceras
d.'u aero mad t Yoe .,'e -:a. Wmatou's
.00%10150 C' at't," and tate 1,ee off kind,
A shit for libel let to bo brrugbt
A.,.'arll,_t e Brooklyn n :twsp'iper by a,
prominent pol't:e ran because the paper
referred to hhr.i no a 'wind jammer.'
dtt : l:t^72x;Jl;ial SarCly OUM&
e r Farfra 1Snro, vent retdcra that k:
have aa,,.'1. ro? e:•.?J1 35 utwremuseddis.r:.se.
Fa; i t f i'. x ti+. sr::; l 1, 1:nvei4er1 pees hire
! i. It + I ata a tc.l ttto bottled et
, (i J `1) ' n 3 a -a rt-aqana tvhc bats,
, 0a than 11prcsoana1
I'. n tt 11c t t ,,.. + t .iy, 1M, 1. A. tl t)CIJM
Ye i1.5, roro.a,,
lk rellortc:r reei'nt',e ',.'roto : "Tec
tor'n eye tti11 be ntru 1x ell entering th
room with a porcel+4n'umbrolla." •
Voir 1, ,o cct:J1 ? ,:'a . _:acs end alt Wasting
Viaorklo:,1, n`i t hit5tctt,
Sot a u , r+a if t't r ted *Over 0)3, with 1T'
r:'e t.: di .t The rapidity with
Lira 11.1. tiv�,u,.. fn i:.:11 and rtronutlt upon It to
in.t n1 i t81 I INN,' t' c 1 ,'cavo Than)siora 3n
11(e a tot 1) :r:1:V4102 Im1,r 5tandu K*. in
•tr,7 ('00e 15 ver rote, .,'at '553 marked.' - J. X.
n Y ir•, .,a. YOiil. ..o1d Sy ell druggists, GOC,