HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1916-10-12, Page 6Marjory's Soldier
"All tickets, please!"
Marjory Moore made the time -worn
words ring with .a new note as she
stood by the station gate to collect
the tickets. In her trim blue uni-
form, with a cap perched on her
glossy hair at a smart angle, she
looked charming enough to win a
smile from even the niost pessimistic
of travellers,
"Good morning, miss!" said more
than ono of would-be clever youths
who handed their little squares o
pasteboard to her.
But there was a look in Marjory's
eyes, as she returned the greeting
which put a full stop to their at-
tempted familiarity.
Somehow this particular morning
Marjory felt happy, although there
was a chilly wind blowing, and the ce-
mented platform struck cold through
her stout shoes. She found herself
now and then humming gently under
her breath, while her eyes glanced
quickly here and there.
Then suddenly her humming died
away on a soft little minor key, and
for a moment a tender light shone in
her eyes. For coming down the plat-
form towards her was a wounded
soldier, in the well-known blue hos-
pital uniform.
Ile was moving awkwardly along,
evidently still uncertain of his crutch,
while the big soft shoe on his right
foot told of it bandaged wound inside.
As he reached the gate he paused
for a moment, and then began to
fumble for his ticket.
"I've got one somewhere," he said
to Marjory, "but—"
"Never mind," said the girl, with a
smile in which was a hint of tears.
The wounded soldier smiled back at
her.
"Not used to this contraption yet,"
he said, with a grin, as he pointed to
his crut'h. "The doctor says that per-
haps I'll be able to do without, but
it seems to me that I might as well
practise, in case I can't."
Marjory stepped well clear of the
gate as he passed through, and, with
another grin, he was gone.
The uniformed girl watched the
man hobbling away with a sad look
on her face. There were so many of
them about, she thought, but all of
them were cheery.
Ah, well, if they could smile at their
fate, so must she.
She was just turning away towards.
the little room where she waited and
sorted her tickets between the trains,
when something made her look again
at the soldier.
Then a quick pang ran through her
heart, and with an effort she choked
back a scream.
The wounded man was going along
slowly, handicapped by the crutch,
while just behind him a heavy lug-
gage -trolly was beginning to slide
down the platform. It had been care-
lessly left unfastened, where there
was just enough slope on the platform
to make it roll, and the helpless man
was right in its path and quite un-
conscious of the danger.
A moment later Marjory was rush-
ing across to the rescue, in her heart
a great hope that she might be in
time. There were few people about,
and her path was fortunately clear.
She was thankful then of the fact
that she had always been good at run-
ning,
Just as the front of the trolly was
about to touch the soldier, Marjory
had reached it. With a great effort,
she swung it round and brought it to
a standstill. But the force with which
she did this threw the girl herself to
the dusty platform, where she lay
for a moment breathless and shaken.;
The wounded soldier had only be-
come aware of his danger as it pass-
ed him by. Now he stood staring in
amazement at Marjory, who presently
rose slowly to her feet, and, with a
shaky laugh, leaned against the
trolly.
"That was a narrow shave!" she
said, with a quiver in her voice.
"Bet—but-----" began the soldier
in amazement. "What happened?"
"The trolly was just behind you, and
you would have knocked you down,"
explained the girl briefly.
"Then I have to thank you for sav-
ing me from a nasty tumble," said
the man, comprehending at last, "By
Jove, it was plucky of you!"
"Pooh! There was no risk to me,"
laughed Marjory, bending to dust her
skirt.
"Perhaps there wasn't," replied the
man, gazing with admiring eyes at
her slight figura and flushed face,
"but there aren't many girls, or men
either, who would have thought of
such a neat svay of tackling that
thing."
Marjory felt that she must get
back to her post now; or, rather, to
the little room. The sudden rush,
with its consequent tumble, had shak-
en her more than she liked to own
to before the little crowd which had
collected.
"Shall I see you again?" asked the
wounded soldier in a low voice, as she
held out her hand and turned away.
"I'm always on duty somewhere in
the station during the day," replied
Marjory, striving to speak casually.
Bet somehow the touch of those
strong fingers on her own thrilled her,
With another word of thanks they..
parted, a'ad the soldier stood watch -
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g her as she walked away across
the platform.
Here was a girl to admire! She was
doing a man's work, truly, and she
was such a slip of a thing, too! Just
the sort of girl a fellow could like—
, just the sort—
Then, suddenly aware where his
thoughts were taking him, he flushed
crimson under his tan and hobbled
away out of the station.
* * * * * *
Many times after that they met,
and always there was a little chat be-
tween them. Each time they met
the soldier seemed able to handle the
crutch more easily, until there cams
a time when he walked towards the
girl with only a stick.
"How splendid!" said Marjory
gladly, as she noted the change. "You
will never need that horrid crutch
thing again, will you?"
"No, I hope not," said the man as
gladly.
But he did not add that the stick
must be his companion through life.
The injury to his foot would leave
him with a lifelong limp, but ' he
would not grouse about that. After
all, his fate was miles better than that
of many of his pals.
I "I'm getting discharged from the'
hospital soon, I hope," he went on. ,
"Then ',expect I'll be off home."
"Home!" repeated Marjory, trying
to keep her voice calm and merely
friendly, although her heart was beat- 1
ing wildly under her blue serge jack-
et "Where's home?"
"Away in the country, down i
West," was the reply, while the
speaker's eyes grew soft. "We've a
little farm down there, just enough
to keep mother, dad, and me."
And to himself he added the words,
"And a little wife!"
"Then we shall be saying a real
good-bye soon," said Marjory.
And, in spite of her efforts, a note
of sadness crept into her voice.
"Perhaps not," was the man's re-
ply.
Then he drew himself up. The doc-
tor's report on his foot was not yet
complete. There was just a chance
1 that, after all, it might prove worse
than expected, and in that case- he
could not ask a girl to tie herself to
him, a cripple.
I And a sudden rush of passengers
from a train stopped their conversa-
tion at that point, and the soldier had
to make way for them.
The days passed, and Marjory did
not again see her soldier. "Her sol-
dier" he had indeed become, although
as yet she did not even know his
name. But in her innermost heart
she realized that the stalwart figure
with the limp, which was a badge of f
honor, had taken possession of her
whole being. She loved this man in
the badly -fitting blue hospital uni-
form—her soldier.
Then she found herself unconscious-
ly looking for him and wishing she
could hear again his cheery greeting.
She missed his voice and the look in
his dark eyes,
But he never came. Tho days grew
into weeks and the weeks into months
and still she looked in vain.
There had been a heavy rush of
work at the station, and Marjory was
feeling worn out one evening as she
prepared to collect the tickets an
her last train—for she did not work
in the late evening hours.
She gave her usual warning of "All
tickets, please!" and prepared to take
her stand by the gate just as the rush
of passengers came along.
How it happened she was never to
know, but perhaps she turned giddy
from the long hours she had worked.
In any case, as the train drew to a
standstill, she reeled and swayed. A
shout went up from the crowd, and
one or two men dashed forward to-
wards her as she staggered backa
step or two, right to the edge of the
platform.
In another moment she would have
been on the metals and under the
wheels of the still slow-moving train,
when a man's figure hurled itself
quickly forward and grasped her
firmly, drawing her back to safety.
There was at once a crowd round
them—the tall man with the fainting
girl in his arms—and a superintend-
ent came bustling forward.
"Tainted?" he asked quickly.
"Bring her in here, sir!" And he led
the way to the little room where Mar-
jory had so often. sorted her tickets
and from the doorway of which she
had looked so long and so vainly for
her soldier.
The door was shut on them, and the
crowd passed on.
* * * * * *
"My little girl!" the man whisper-
ed tenderly, as he laid her down on
the dusty floor, with her own overcoat
as a pillow.
"Now then, Jack," said a motherly -
looking womtn, pushing him aside,
"that's no way to bring the lass
round. Let me see to her."
But as he drew aside Marjory open-
ed her eyes, and as they rested on him
a great glory shone in them.
"Then you did come again?' she
said, in so soft a murmur that he had
to stoop to hear the words.
"!Ay, I did, sweetheart!" he replied,
bending his lips close to hers. "And
this time I sha'n't go away again—
until you come with me.'
"Come with you?" replied the girl.
"What—what do you mean?"
The motherly -looking woman inter-
posed.
"There! Just like a man!" she
snorted, but her eyes were wet and
her lips trembled. "My son always
was like that—everything at once,
like. Look here, dearie, Jack and I
have come to see about taking you
back with us, He says, if you'll
marry a man with a limp, he'll try to
be a good husband to you.
"And"—her hearty voice faltered—
"if he's anything like as good a hus-
band as he's been as a son, you'll have
naught to complain of."
But the man and the girl did not
pay much heed to her words, and the
woman turned aside as their lips met.
Away in that little country home was
the grey -headed man who had once I
spoken to her as Jack was speaking
to this little slip of a thing.
And Jack's mother prided herself
on being able to mind her own af-
fairs.—London Answers.
Vindicated Self -Esteem.
"The Woggses seem to have a high
opinion of themselvey."
"Yes. You see the same cook has
consented to remain in their employ
or three or four years, So they feel
entitled to think that they are rather
nice people."
Making Crosses to Mark the Graves of the Gallant Dead
FT11112 an advance on the Western front, everything that can possibly
be done to identify the fallen Is done. end little wooden crosses are l
erected over each grave to merle the pisco oP ntterinant. The sold±er sre-_
'in the above picture Is shaping one of these cusses, wh1ch n
Will later b,
;emoted over the grave of e. gallant soldier. The French CdavcrnmenlVI e
made the kindly and thoughtful announcement that the little graveyards h
'where British soldiers steels their last ,y1eep shall be tree et all rent.
Charges after the war. "F u'" which was immediately cor- 1111 1 t d 'cal it
IS THE MOST IMPORTANT ITEM
IN YOUR GROCERY ORDER
®SEE THAT YOU GET IT
COSTS NO MORE THAN T H E
ORDINARY KINDS
ass
SOLD FOR $1.50
NOW WORTH $25,000
FAMOUS "ONE CENT" STAMP OF
BRITISH GUIANA.
It Was Sold By a Youthful Collector
Who Was Short of
Funds.
There are in existence several
stamps that can claim to be absolute-
ly unique—the sole specimens of their
kind, says Leonard E. Goldsmith in
' Chums. If we accept the word
I "rarest" at its dictionary value, all of
these must be placed level. Only one
of them, however, is a classic, a real
old issue from "way back," the others
being in the nature of errors in sur-
charging, while in certain instances
only one copy of a stamp has been
prepared in order that a fictitious
value might be placed upon it The
20s surcharge in black on the is Oil
Rivers Protectorate is an example of
i this, while only five stamps surcharg-
ed in violet and two in red were pre-
pared.
World's Classic Rarity.
This is undoubtedly the One Cent
British Guiana of 18$6. This stamp,
with its follow, the four cents, was
somewhat in the nature of a pro-
visional, prepared during a shortage
of the one and four cen values of the
current issue. The design is very
simple, the stamps being prepared at
the office of the Official Gazette,
Georgetown. The central design is a
small three -masted sailing ship, with
the words "Damus Petimus—Que Vi-
cissm" above and below it. The block
of the ship was obtained from the
head of the shipping column of the
Gazette and this central portion is
inclosed by a frame of printer's rules,
round which are the words, in cap-
itals, "Postage—British—Four Cents
—Guiana." The Four Cent Value,
both on magnesta and blue paper,
had been known to philatelists for
many years before the sole copy .of
the One Cent made its appearance.
The Find.
One day in 1873 a youthful col-
lector, Vernon Vaughan, of British
Guiana, was turning over a mass of
old family papers and letters with a
view to adding to his collection.
Among other stamps he unearthed a
large stamp printed in black on a
glazed and rather dingy red paper.
Mr. Vaughan was interviewed some
years back, and stated that he thought
very little of his find, as it was in
very poor condition, having the cor-
ners cut off. About a year after he
sent to a firm of English stamp deal-
ers for approval sheets, and on their
arrival was seized by that insatiable
desire to possess them that is a com-
mon symptom of philatelists, young
and old. Being short of money at the
time he decided to sell some stamps
out of his album, and among those
chosen for sacrifice was the uninvit-
ing One Cent of 1856. Mr. Vaughan
says that though this was the only
specimen he possessed he thought he
would easily be able to replace it
Travels of the One Cent.
He took his stamps to an old col-
lector in the colony, who bought sev-
eral, but who would at first have
nothing to do with the One Cent; its t
bad preservation and octagonal shape
prejudicing him against it. Eventual-'
ly he was persuaded to "risk" six
shillings on it, but impressed on the
youngster the fact that he was buy-
ing it as a "favor." The stamp re -1
mained in his possession for 10 years, , o
and was sold in 1883 to a London deal- e
er for £25. The stamp was again
heard of in a letter from the greatest e
of Victorian stamp dealers to Judge ,
Philbrick, a great collector and presi-1u
dent of the Royal Philatelic Society. I.
It was offered to him, together with 1
four other stamps, for £110; and al-
though he fully intended to purchase + a
it he delayed until too late, and the
stamp was sold to the great French ! 0
collector, Baron la Renotiere von Per -'t
rary, for a price that has never been ta
mde public.
A philatelist remarks: "Lots can-
talned a one cent, red, 1856! as gen-
uine as anything ever was * * * Itwas f
a dreadfully poor copy." 1
Must be Worth £5,000,
It is a strange fact that, in spite of
a great find of the early issues of this
colony that was made some years ago,
o second copy of the rarity has turn-
(' up. A very limited printing must
ave been made, or possibly the word
'One" was a printer's error for
rested. Various pekes have been as- 1 SCIENCE FACTS.
signed to this tiny piece of paper
s Salted whale ]neat Is considered a Edmonton military hospital.
y great delicacy by the Japanese, With full mjlitat honors,James
The locust tree was ane of the first Smith a Y
Mnertcan trees to be brought to , Crimean veteran, aged 84,
King
Europe. was buried at Southampton.
e The Belgians are looked upon as the Mre. J. Trueman, an assistant of
e greatest potato eaters in the world, the Dolphin Calston Society, has died
and the Irish come second. : at Bristol in her 102nd year.
a Polish women are renowned for the More than 2,000 women are working
e beauty of their hands ; they place voluntarily on the land in the Kosbe-
gracefulness of the hands above all yen Division of Lincolnshire,
other charms.
- The emerald improves in color by ex- Captain C. A. Werner, a master at
posure to the light. Pearls kept in Harrow school, who was killed at the
darkness lose their luster, but regain' front, has left $9.500 bo Harrow school
e it on exposure to the sun. - I endowment fund.
A tree grows in Ashanti and around! Partridges are less numerous than
a the woods near Kabba resembling in! usual on many preserves in. South
appearance the English. oak, and it is Lincolnshire. Some of the coveys
e said to furnish excellent butter. A are very backward.
t.ourlaue fact about this vegetable but
ditlLeeds school children have so`t far
one catalogue placing it as low a
£400 and another at £5,000, which, b
the way, is much nearer the mark
The 1914 catalogue of Whitfield, Kin
and Co. prices it at £2,000, but thes
quotations cannot mean much, as th
gentlemen who have assigned them
are not sellers, There are over
dozen specimens of the Postoffic
Mauritius known, and this is priced
at £1,200. If relative rarity had any
thing to do with the price, it is evi
dent that the One Cent must be worth
£15,000, but this is not an accurat
guide, as the unique Oil Rivers stamp.
previously mentioned, hung about
long while at £250 before it found a
purchaser. The only limit to the pric
of this classic is the depth of pocke
of the intending purchasers, and ther
is little doubt that should a second
copy come into the market all record
for a single stamp would go by the
board.
THE SOLDIER -FARMER'S WIFE.
NE1WS FROM EN -GLAND
NEWS BY MAiL ABOUT JOf1N
BULL AND Bib PEOPLis
Occ i-renres hi the Land That Reigns
Supremo la the easterner -
dal World.
Small investors have lent to the
Government $411,195,000 for the pur-
poses of the war.
Canadian Army Medical Corps have
taken over Darrow Home, Broadstairs,
as a military hospital.
The County of Surrey hay crop is
reported to be a bumper one, and
the biggest since 1869.
Two soldiers three times wounded
have been taken for the third time to
e ter all the year round. is that It keeps in perfect can on
saved $48,645 through school banks
Beer is believed to be one of the for investment in war saving certi-
s most ancient of drinks. Manuscripts ficates and bonds.
written at least 3,000 years before the The Earl of Lytton has been ap-
Christian era show conclusively that pointed civil head of the Admiralty
even at that primitive period the in succession to the Duke of Devon-
manubacture of an intoxicating liquor shire,Governor-General-Designate of
from barley or other grain was ex -
Canada. -
A Good Training and a Good Partner
Make a Great Combination.
"What makes you think you will
succeed as a farmer?"
The question was asked of a re-
turned soldier who had expressed a
strong desire to get out on the land.
"My wife," he answered.
"Do you mean to say she persuad-
ed you?"
"No, I didn't need any persuading.
But she wants to go as much as 1
do."
"Does she understand what it
means?"
"She ought, She was born and
brought up on a farm; she is not
afraid of hard work; and she prefers
to live in the country anyway."
"For the children's sake?"
"We've got none, worse luck. No,
she likes it better herself,"
That man's battle is half won.
He was not a farm boy himself, and
he does not imagine that the little ex-
perience he possesses is enough. He
is therefore taking advantage of the
elementary training; in such matters
as gardening and poultry -raising, al-
ready started by the Military Hospit-
als Commission at some of its Con-
valescent Hospitals; and he aims at
taking a course of extra instruction
later on at one of the agricultural
schools.
As announced some time ago, the
Government makes special monetary
allowances, in addition to the pen-
sion, for the maintenance of both the
soldier and his family while he is be-
ing trained, if he has to learn a new
occupation; so no man should have
the slightest hesitation about taking
full advantage of the training put at
his disposal to increase his capacity
and better his position.
A trained man, and a wife both ex-
perienced and willing, are a team
hard to beat.
It is very interesting to see that
this fact has been recognized in a
most practical way in England. There,
the Government decided a few months
ago to start, by way of experiment,
three pioneer land colonies of ex-
soldiers,—or rather "ex -service men,"
for even the man now ploughing the
sea will hove his choice of ploughing
the soil.
The President of the Board of Agri-
culture has just announced that in
selecting settlers for these colonies
'preference will be given, as between
men of equal merit and qualifications,
o those whose wives or sisters or
daughters have acquired proficiency
n milking or other farm operations,
as the result of their employment on
the land either before or during the
war."
As a matter of fact, women in the
ld country have taken a large and
von extraordinary share in working
the farms, which the war has depriv-
d of so many of their usual laborers.
Women of every social rank have vol-
nteered to do this, and have kept
their pledge, though many of them
were not only quite unaccustomed to
manual labor, but free from any ne-
essity to work at a11,
Canadian women, the vast majority
f them, have never been in that post -
ion. Work has always been familiar
o them, and a very Targe number
even of the town -dwellers among
them were brought up on farms.
Many of our returned soldiers, there -
ore, who thinlc of going"back to the
and,' will have a great advantage in
the experience of their wives as in
the special training offered them.
Special training is given, of course,
for a variety of other industries. The
greatest care is taken to choose the
occupation best suited to each man's
ability. But, unquestionably, ngricul-
turo is the great national industry,
and needs the energies of every man
tensively carried on in Europe.
OUR STAPLE FOOD SUPPLY.
Does the Modern Flour Mill Breed
Cancers 9
That cancer is caused by eating rice
flour and other foods which have been
robbed by millers of some of their
moat valuable elements before they
reach our mouths is the belief of Dr
Horace Packard of Boston University
Such a demoralized diet, he declares
encourages the development of the
parasite or fungus growth whose en
trance into the system leads to can-
cer. "It is a momentous fact," he says
"that the flour mills and. the rice mills
of .the civilized world are busy elimi-
nating every particle of iron, phos-
phorus, sodium, potassium, silica, cal•
cium, chlorine, magnesium and sul-
phur (mineral salts), from our staple
food supply and sending out food
materials ricli In heat units but piti-
fully meager In energizing and immu-
nizing material,
"In a single flour mill, approximate-
ly one million tons of wheat are milled
each year. Of this about 550,000 tons
go to tate human family as refined
flour (wheat starch) and 450,000 tone
of the by-products bearing the ener-
gizing immunizing food salts go main-
ly to feed domestic animals."
A committee in the East Riding is
sending weekly to each of 250 York-
shire prisoners in the hands of Ger-
mans or Turks, $1.20 worth of feed
and comforts.
"Heroes' Corner" is a part of Wem-
bley Churchyard, Middlesex, set aside
by the vicar for burial of Wembley
soldiers whose bodies are brought
home.
While dipping sheep, William Vick-
. ers, a farmer of Littleners, Shrop-
shire, fell into a vat of liquid disin-
fectant. He died a few hours later
from irritant poisoning and shock.
The famous football which was drib-
bled into the German trenches on the
first day of the big advance, has
drawn 2,000 people to the Kingston
Town Hall during the past week.
Already there has been sent out bo
the men in the Berkshire Regiment
nearly 3,000,000 cigarettes, 31/4 tons
of tobacco, 108,000 cigars, 2,000 pipes
and 25,000 local newspapers.
Major Pierre Diesmortel, a retir-
ed officer of the Belgian army, who
came to England as a refugee in
1914, fell dead after attending Mass
at St. Gregory's, Chelthenham,
Mr. H. R. Knight, Weybridge, who
has been rejected 19 times by the
Army doctors, has now joined the
British Red Cross Society and is on
his way to Saloniki.
A huge German mine, found at the
entrance of the Humber estuary, has
been presented to Grimsby in mem-
ory of Grimsby mine sweepers who
have lost their lives.
A large number of seats bearing
notices "For wounded soldiers only"
have been placed at intervals along
the main thotoughfores of Sheffields
and in the open spaces.
$1,000 represents the profit made
from the sale of waste paper collec-
tions in the Weybridge district during
the past eight weeks. This amount
has been divided between the local Red
Gross hospitals.
The Duchess of Devonshire recently
visited the wounded soldiers in North
Derbyshire, and at Buxton opened a
new Canadian hospital in bhe presence
of many Canadians, including Gen-
eral Sir Sam Hughes.
What must be one of the last re-
maining links with Trafalgar has been
snapped by the cleath at Whimple,
Devon, of Miss Emma Agnes Yule,
youngest surviving child of Lieuten-
ant Yule, who was an officer on the
Victory.
/ PROPOSING WITH A SPLASH.
To Break Tar Over Girl's Head is
Avowal of Love.
The land of the Tarascans lies due
west of the city of Mexico, and here
the natives retain many of their
practices which were well established
when the Spaniards first landed at
Vera Cruz. Here is the ,accepted
method of courtship, for example:
The lover goes to the spring where
the object of his affections is accus-
tomed to fill her water jar. He holds
her shawl until she accepts him, and
then, with a stick, he breaks the jar
which she holds on her head and gives
her a betrothal baptism of water.
According to Prescott, the Taras-
cans had a Noah, called Trezpi, who
escaped from a great flood in a boat
laden with animals. Instead of a
dove, Trezpi sent out a vulture first
and then a humming bird, according
to the legend.
The Tarascans once possessed the
secret of tempering copper, an art
now lost to the world,
MOTHER LOVE AIDS
SON IN TRENCHES
It Brings Relief. To Boy Stand-
ing His Watch Deep in
Mud.
Once upon a time, only a few months
after this terrible world war had be-
gun, Private Bailey, a soldier in the
ranks, had stood for days in the
trenches "somewhere in France." Tho
cold rains soaked him to the sicln ;
the laud was deep. He had had no
rest. Weary and aching with rheu-
inatfo pains, ho recalled the faith his
&nether had in Sloan's Liniment, ,He
asked for it in his next letter home,
A largo bottle was immediately sent
hint and a few applications killed tho
pain,`once more be was able to stand.
the severe expostu'o. ITo shared this
wonderful =sole -soother with his
comrades, and they all agreed it was
the greatest "reinforcement" that had
ever cone to their rescue. At your
druggist, 25c,'50e, and $1,00 a bottle,
ERZERUM.
Something About An Old Eastern
City,
Erzerum, which has suddenly
sprung into the notice and interest of
the world during the progress of the
present Russian campaign in the
East, says the Manchester Guardian,
has been identified with the Byzan-
tine Theodosiopolis, which was a
fortified outpost of the Grecian Em-
pire. It fell to the Seljulcs in the year
1201, and just three centuries later
passed to the Turks, '11, bad already
on two occasions been in possession
of the Russians—in 1829, when it was
captured and held until the peace of
Adrianople of that year, and in 1878,
when it was restored to the Turks af-
ter the Treaty of Berlin.
The normal population of Erzerum
amounts to about forty -throe thous-
and, ten or twelve thousand of whom
are Armenlane and two thousand Per-
sians. Its public buildings, with the
possible exception of one, which dates
back to the beginning of the Seljuk
period, are of no particular distinc-
tion. As in meet towns in Terkey,
the streets are narrow, crooked, dirty
and badly drained, and there are few
trees in the neighborhood.
The under dog gets 't lot of Sym-
pathy;—and that's about all.
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