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DEACON HEYWORTH'S DREAMS,
AHD WHAT CAM E OF ram.
CHAPTER
"Mary, look at the bread, won't
you'? its ?most done I guess." I/
"In a minute, mother," and the
young girl bent still lower over the
book she was reading. A footstep
sounded 11pOn the well -beaten yard,
and both_ mother and. daughter
started nervausly, the latter slipp-
ing her took hurriedly but of sight,
and starting toward the stove.
"It's only Willie," and Mrs.
Hepworth resumed her patching with
a`sigh of relief.
The boy wile eatered, threw him-
self dejectedly upon .the long, high -
.backed settle and buried his face for
a moment in his hands, , then start-
ing up exclaimed: " I: may just
as well give up first as last. I sup-
pose."
" Oh.Willie, did father say you
couldn't go '1" It was the girl whei
spoke, and betiface flamed red end
hot as she turned to her brother.
"Of course he did! I might have
knowrt it," he added' in a choked
voice, bnt I did think that surely
he would consent when he knew
how much I wanted to go to college,
and how- hard I had tried to prepare
for entering this fall."
" Did you .tell him all about it,
Willie 1"
"Yes, but he only said that I
needn't say another word about it,
he had set Ms foot down that his
boys should be farmers, arid farmers.
had no need of college; it only made
them lazy- and stuck up—lazy and
stuck up r as if I woaldn't work
my fitigers to the bone ancl study
all night long, if only."—and his
voice broke away in a. sob.
He was eiateen, a great,.
awkward boy,- With a promise of
manly beauty on the smooth face,
and broad, white brow • a prophecy
cf noble manhood in the dear eye,
the firmly -set lips, and well -poised
• head. ,
This was his ,ambition; to go to
collegeete know the many, many
things that students knew, by, day
and night it had been his one wild
hope, sleeping or waking, ever pres-
ent with him. • •
"I think its too bad, and father
is just as mean as he :can be! I
don't cue 1" she. exclaimed, defiant-
ly, turning dethrminedly away from
her mother's admonitory "Mary,.
Mary! Child!" "I don't care! If
father wanted us all to`ihate him he
couldn't try harderthan he is, doing
all the, time to bring it about.
There isn't a day that he doesn't
sat Ms foot down,' as he says, to
something.we _ail hate arid protest
against—You know as well as I do,
that if it hadn't been for some things
'Liz'beth would never havel left
home, and if he don't mind there'll
be one or two others missing • one of
these mornings." And having
"Maid her say," she turned her flash-
ing grey eyes e.nd _flushed, burning
face away front them toward the
heated ovea where, after giving ,the
a vigorous thump
eposited it again.,
the table. as she
won't do. ray
work," said the boy with a pitiful
attempt at cheerfulness. " I'll jest
ha e to quit thinking about it, that's
al " and he walked slowly away
from the house, and off over the
meadow lot with a sad, hopeless air
that made the mother's heartache.
A whiter lookcame over the patient,
careworn face;and the lines. about
her mouth settled into tense rigidity
as Mrs. Hey worth's eyes foliowed
her son. Was it right ? Was it just,
that her children's lives should be
thus craraped and narrowed down ta-
ttle staadard of one little soft' 7
So well she knew of her children's
,troubles, and she could not at heart
blame her daughter for ,the sudden
outburst that had just occurred—
there ,was too much truth in the
eirrs rapid words. Poor Willie!
How haid he had. studied, every
moment that he could snatch from
work, preparing himself for exam
ination—hoping, although against
hope, toenter college. Hew proud
ly he exclaimed, dashing, 'down his
books, gleefully: - "There, mother
there's not an example in this I can-
not solve, or a proposition I cannot'
state, and as for - these fellows,"
rapidly ruaaing oyZn• 'other -text-
books, " there's not a question here
that I cannot answer, from lid tq
lid; aad vow, mother, don'tt you
thiak perhaps father will let me ger
And then she thought, with a
shiver, of the words of her restless,
ie high-spirited daughter : " Ifhe don't
7 mind, there will be one or two
others missing one of these morn-
ings." Would it end in that
at last? Already one had gone,
searching elsewhere for the freedom
to thitik and. act that -was denied at
home. Was it right that all the
sunshine, all the happiness should
be crushed out of, their lives She
knew that it was not, and had not
she an equal right to determine
upon their future with their father !
The sunbeams slowly lengthened,
creeping tip, and up ever her feet,
her work, and her folded hands, un-.
til they flashed upon her eyes with
sudden blindness. "Come, Mary,
its most time for supper, and father
will_soon be in from the field I" and
she gathered up her work with a
weary sigh. -
"The Deacon's kind enough at
heart," She thought half apologetic-
ally, "only he's so set."
For a moment she lingered in the
doorway, then turning suddenly
away said hurriedly: ",The men
are coming, you skim the milk,
child, while I cut the bread. Where
is the bread 7" and she glanced in-
quiringly from the empty bread -
cloth to her daughter.
"Oh mother, as I live, I do be-
lieve !" She opened the oven door
slowly, and with the air one
might be supposed to wear going to
their execution. The bread was al-
most in a blaze, and blacker than
any hat you 'ever saw, or any, crow
or chloe that ever lived.
This was the climax of misfortune;
burnt 'bread was the Deacon's par-
ticular aversion, the eating of which
was always considered by him
worthy of km infinitely greater pa-
ddled than the incomparable Job
ever possessed.
Before this new evil all other
troables "paled as stars before the
sun," and . for a while Mrs. Hey -
worth's sorrows were swallowed up
in the trembling question, "What
will father say '1"
CHAPTER II.
Deacon Heyworth's dkiy's work
was done long ago, and he sat, as
usualin his easy chair, with his feet
upon the fender. The evening was
ccol—just cool enough to make the
fire enjoyable, and with his paper
and apples, andllass of amber cider
beside him he prepared to enjoy
hinsself to the full. His wife sat
near him .with busy fingers, her
work was not yet done—would
never be, shetoften thought, wearily,
until her •hands and feet and heart
were still indeed..
The corner clock atm& nine, and
the Deacon laid aside his paper;
Mrs. -Heyworth's opportunity had
come at last; the moment she had
waited for anxiously, yet dreaded.
Over and over again to herself, She
had been saying through the even-
ing, "something must be clone. !Oh
if only 1 could say something to
convincehim ! .His heart is kind
and good enonghlif it only could be
got at—kind o' like green moss, and
shining shells under the water when
its frozen over—easy enough to be
got at hen the ice breaks and
floats away.
"Father !" she commenced. desper-
ately; "Collect° begins next week !"
" Yes, 1. e'know !" and the Dea-
con's voice expressed ,sltght irrita-
tion.
"Willie does want to; go so bad,
'peers like its a shame for the boy
to be disappointed."
The Deacon's face became flint.
I've explained to William my
reasons for not letting him g� to col-
lege. I told him he could not go,
and when I say a thing I mean it;
I've set my foot down"-.
" Yes ! yes! I know, but I do"
wish, Nathan, you wasn't quite so -
swift satin' yonr foot down,' as
you always say; its'mighty aggravat-
insometimes, for you never pretend
Her rib) trembled for a moment,
but t
too gr
on:
" T
than
anybo
but h
you. 8
you
nicely baked brea
and shake, she
instead of upon
should have done!.
" Well, grieving
e Deacon's amazement was
at for words, and she hurried
ere nevermas better children
urs for sthalittess or work, and
y'll say 'so that knows ° 'em;
cause they'll mind every word
Ly, and never grumble when
-oss 'em, 'doesn't make it right
that you should deny them every
privilege and enjoyment.
Young folks always hanker
after fun, and it don't tuake them
any better Christians to be always
quieting them' down when they are
laughing or singing their merry
songs. There's Thomas ; the boy's
whole heart is set ,on going to sing-
ing school—he can sing more songs
nova'k than I ever knew in all my
life, and he takes so natural like to
the 'notes and tunes—I don't see
.why you can't ]et him go, Nathan,
for i
alwa
and
enou
th g
ever
would only do him good, he's
ys so happy when he's singing,
God i knows sorrow comes soon
gh to most folks. Mary wants
to school so bad that she cries
Morning when she sees the
girls and boys go by. I know I
couldn't do all the work, but hired
help's easy got. and you'd never miss
the Money that would pay a girl her
wages.
"Now, as to Willie's going to
college I don't want to appear con-
trary, Nathan, but • I've wanted, it
Nathan,
along, and I do think the boy
- 7-
stepped in and fizzled, and spirted
around at such a rate about a man's
controlling his own house, and a
Deacon's knowing what was right
kind best for his family,' (of course)
that he turned over in his bed and
closed his eyefinely, and with a
feeling of conscious superiority. Of
course he knew what was best 1
But he could not sleep: over and
over again he determined not to
think any more about it, but over
and over again would the words re-
eurito him : "If you've never done
anything to make others happy, I'm
afraid there'll not be much happiness
for you when it comes to the last,"
He could not get rid of theta, try as
he would, until in desperation he
detetmined to end them by self-ex-
amination. He ransacked his mem-
ory, first carelessly, then eagerly,
then anxiously and with a great
wonderingif it really could: be, and
if his children might not possibly be
glad when he was dead, the thought
was horrible, yet' turn which ever
way he would it grew only more in-
tensely certain, for from among all
the years, the days, the hours gath-
ered from the past he could only
single out pitiful selfishness and
greed.
"1 jest wish Hannah hadn't saidi
anything about it," he groaned, as
restlessly tossing over and over he
found himself unable to stifle his
awakening conscience. 44 I411. not be
fit for a lick o' work to -morrow !"
The Deacen was not so unlike the
rest of us after all.
Sleep came to him at length, not
sweet and refreshing, but busy with
dreamings tha.t startled the man's
Floul like arrows of warning.
He dreamed it was the last great
day : the millions on millions of
people melted Slowly away from be-
fore him, bringing him nearer and
}tearer the Great Arbiter of souls.
Countless throngs of angels hovered
near bursting foith into rapturous
Glory to God in the Highest !" as
thousands upon thousands of the re-
deem.ed joined their number, or
,
oug
aev
his
can
t to go. It's my notion he'll
r make a farmer, he's too set on
hooks ; net but what a farmer
be. as snaltrt as anybody, but it
is not natural to do one thing well
whole heart and soul is
after something else.
say let Willie go to col -
et Mary go to school, and
to singing -school, if they
o; it'll do thcan good, and
u good, for there's none of
when you
ha irerin
No !
leg , and
Th mas
want to
do yo
Ol111' child en going to be any of the
ignorant stock, let me tell you that.
" Of cerise you can't do the
work • n body expects you. to • but
yon've g t the money that'll hire it
done, and its a great deal better to
be a few dollars out of pocket and
have the love of your children than
to leave it all to them after awhile,
,and neebbe have them feeling glad
iyou're gone—
" I think sometimes, per'aps, if
bre'd been a little more kind and
ge tle li
" •
" Mis'
imed
1
:a lakened dignity, "1 hope you'll
ndt attempt to blame me tor what
th t sinful girl may have done; me,
'a eacon!" and he clasped the chair'i
-ar s firmly, while his feet took an
a azed jump from the fender to the
11 or. •
" Being a Deacon doesn't . help
matters a bit, and it won't help you
e4her when it comes to the last ; and
if you've not tried, or done anything
: td, make any one else happy, I'm
tafraid there will not be much happi-
e.
-tess for you; folks can sin in not
'clang what they ought to do, as well
as in doing, what they ought not;
and we'll be - judged for what. we
have not clone as Well as for what
we have. , .
"No, Nathan! Make your child-
ren happy, and no matter if it does
take a little money to do it, you'd
far better leave them without a cent
than to liave your memory mold and
rot because you denied them these
favors. It takes a mighty little,
s metimes,to make another one hap -
but I've a notion it goes a long
ays w th God I"
e to Eliz'beth she might
pale and cold: and yet he stoed
watching his family as any curious
bystander might. He thought he
could read their hearts, and, to his
surprise, there was not so much of
sorrow as of contentment down deep
beneath their mourning.
His wife's face seemed to grow
brighter, as if a world of Care had
been reineved from lie•r life. "The
children can have their way now,
poor things 1" she was saying to her-
self, although her eyes were wet;
"they never could do as they wish-
ed when their father was living 1"
He thought Willie was trying hard
to not think how glad. he was that
he could go to college at last; whie
Mary and Thomas. were saying over
and over to theraselves, "No person.
will hinder me now frogs going to
school. when I want to go." He
saw another form bowed neer, it
was his long absent daughter, and
through her heart were wandering
the words, "Thank God, I can come
home again 1"
It was tenibHe tried to
speak, to tell them he was not dead,
that he loved them more than they
ever kaew • it was in vain, and be
saw himselicarried away and buried;
but he thought he could see them
still—was with them all the while
with them, yet immeasurably sepa-
rated from them, through days and
weeks, months and years he follow-
ed them, all the time suffering a re-
morseful anguish that would have
been insupportable but that he could
not speak or weep. He thought it
had been ten years since he had
died, and that he had long since
been forgotten by any but his fam-
ily ; his wife now looked restful,
happy and contented, his children
all occupied. places of usefulness
adhonor in. the world, and he
dreamed that often and often their
inmost thoughts were, "We were
never happy while father lived, and
we woixld never have been happy
had he not died V'
He tried to speak, to tell them he
loved them, that he had been with
turned weeping away as others were them all those years, but he could
borne shrieking to eternal gloommake no sound, and they turned
NO great happiness or particular away, but he must call them, must
dread seemed to enter the Deacon's speak to them, again and again he
heart, he sincerely pitied those who tried to doso and—awoke.
were eternally lost, and thought how Long the beacon pondered over
much better it would have been for his dreams, and in his heart he felt
theni had they been Christians, that they had not been of himself,
while he looked upon the angels, - .but God. °
curiously wondering if some of them " They're'warnings Nathan Hey -
there had been as good as they worth 2" he decided aClength solemn -
"might have been." ly, "Warnings sure's you live.
At last, nothing remained between and ye'll do well to abide by 'em."
him and the Searching Eye lent The ice was fldating away, and
upon him. It was an expression of already the green moss and shilling
infinite mercy, loving compassion, shelis were shimmering up from be -
and yearning tenderness, yet un- 'neath.
swerving justice that seemed to draw CIDIPTER IV.
Heyworth! Hannah !" ez-
he husband with suddenly\
to ask me what I think of such, or
such things, and for all Im so quiet
like, and- don't- say anything, I feel
it nevertheless, and I've begun, to
wonder when my time'll come !"
The Deacon gasped, and his wife,
throwing away her last remnant of
timidity, continued -: " We've been
married. now nigh onto twenty-five
years, Nathan, but I Can't remember
the time when -I: set my ,foot down
that such a thing should, or should
not be done !" he paused a mo-
ment, with the hot scarlet staining
her face, like some bashful girrs, and
her husband, watching the new light
in the usually drooping eyes,
stammered out, with fast expiring
dignity: "I—I'm surprised. I am,
Ilaneah. I am surprised." -
"That's very likely," answered
his wife, meekl-y. "We are always
surprised if ' at person ventures an
opinion different from our own, and
I sOppose yeti are all the more -sur-
prised at my attempting a thirg I
never did before ; but it's gone on,
and on, until I can't stand it no
longer, Nathan, and .I must speak.
rve worked long and hard for you,
aow, more'n twenty years. Many
and naany's the night I've gone to
bed too tired 'to sleep, and it 'peare
like I never ge relited isny more.
Mary ain't stout, you know, and all
the brunt ot the work comes on me.
I look old, and ifeel old to be °only
forty-five, and its the hard work
that's -done it; a hired girl would
.have been mighty help and blessing
sometimes, but you never seemed to
think about it, and I never grumbl-
ed any, for I loved ye all the same;
but sometimee, when I've thought it
all over—anclti've clone it hundreds
lei
and huadred of times—it teches
roighty close toibe always set as'cle
like nobody at' all, and have
wishes and opinions continua
talked against, for I never for
that I'm your wife, Nathan, a
have an -equal right, with you, to
what should, or should not be don
TY
often get what you wanted, and you
shan't lose anything by it, front
this on. Piaps father thinks a
heap more of you all, after all than
you'd think when he's so CIOSS and
ugly like!"
"Ob father! you dear, dear father!
you don't know how much we love
you 1" and for almost the first time
Within her rememberance the warm-
hearted, impulsive girl flung her
arms about him and kissed hira
fondly'.
44 There, there, child, you'll spoil
me 1" exclaimed the delighted Deae,
on, blowing his nose vigorously, and
wiping a suspicious moisture front
his eyes • "you'll spoil me, sure 1"
44 Nathan, husband 1"—their chil-
dren had left the room, and she
came up to the window beside him.
"What does it all mean, Nathan?'
" It means that God has been
teaching me the error of my ways,
Hannah, and I'm trying to take the
lesson to heart." And then, laying
his hand gently upon the hard, toil-
worn one near his, Deacon Hey-
worth told his wife his "
Yeers ha,ye passed over them all .
since then and children's children
play the great, old-fashioned
roams. Often they meet together
there, and even the long ago, home -
welcomed 'Lizabeth is with them,
The Mother, with her soft, white
hair, looks °Ver. them all with happy,
peaceful eyes, as the father, 44 almost
Horne," tells over and over again
his dreams. "1 can see it all," he
says, "jest as plain as I could that
night, but I'm net afraid now, I
know the Pierced Hands will wel-
come me up there, and I can almost
hear the angels sing again. It will
not be long, not „very long until I
shall see Him and know Rim as He
" It will be no dream there,
Nathan 1"
Her eyes are dim, reft of bright-
ness long ago but their children
think of the L'and of Eternal Youth
as they rook'upou 1164 and hear te
tremulous, trusting an er :
" No, Hannah, no bream There 1if
BREARFAST—EFP8'8 tOCOA GRATBFUL
lam nearel and nearer, as by some It was breakfast time at Devon
Heyworuh's, and the meal was being
eaten as usual, in almost perfect si-
lence. Again, and again had the
,invisible chain.
" I am a Deacon," explained our
fri
CHAPTER III.
- Deacon -Heyworth could not sleep.
He was, to say the least of it, sur-
prised. This Was not Hannah's
mil way of talking, and he could
not imagine what in the world )pos-
4ssed.
her no. If she/ had spoken
angrily he could ',have replied, but
her language had been so calm, so
ispas, ioned, so straightforward that
l:ie li;icl. not had the least opportunity
or auger. t
For a while he could think of
nothing but the strangeness of his
Patient, gentle -voiced wife talking in
this way to him ; then gradually
her winds came back to him, and
lie mere . he remembered of them
he more they troubled him ; not
but that he thought .she " looked at
things in too strong a light," for
What need was there for Willie to
go to college? he never went, never
wanted to go, even ; the boy knew
too much now for any good ; then
'ss for Mary, "She's a better scholar
this very day than I am, and there's
no more need o' her going to school
than there is of—of Hec there !"
and the Deacon very complacently
eyed e great yellow and white dog
lyhag behind the stove, and cleciderl
that it was all a humbug, that he
had "set his foot down," ii:c. " But
it was kind o' mean to say
shouldn't when Hannah had
r heart on it ; 'taint often she
s me ; she's been a powerful
ife and mpther, Hannah has,"
'here -was
deep down ha his heart he seemed to husband and father been on the
no voice, no sound, yet .
verge of speaking—his lips only
i „
!" while .the angels turned ope.ued to close again silently. No
thee not
one knew of the previous night's ex -
hear in living thunders-- I know
away in tearsperience—of the warnings he firmly
came upon him, but no ! it could believed he had received • he could
a
temain forever dumb and no one
- For the first time a great , dread
not bet would ever be the wiser, but he had
member 2 I am Deacon Heyworth,"
" Don't you know 2 don't You re- determined to right, if possible, the
-wrongs of
he said shivering and withering be- years
not so easy as he'and yet—it was
had thought. .
neath the awful. horror that grew
upon him. But no " Well done !' ‘‘ Willittni 1.71 he exclaimed at
greeted hirn frem the Presence length suddenly, slowly breaking an
ecte into the glass beside hiro.
there, all the glory faded away—
the cruelly pierced side and The boy looked up respectfully,
only
hands and feet and the thorn -crown- but wearily, he, too, had Spent an
ed brow remained, a voice, and in- almost sleepless night—a night of
finite in its sadness, came from out teaa's and disappointment.. "Well,
the awful stillness---" Ye have done the
he said questioningly, for
the Deacon had stopped to break
this unto me !"
another egg.
The angels sobbed, and still the
" When does the examination at
horror grew, he seemed enfolded in college begin 1,,
conacience his accuser—" Yeu was
a living breAll the blood in the boy's body
breathing agony with his
seemed rushing into his face, such a
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then,
they
set h
cross
good
ly mused the Deacon with a- ren3.orseful
et , twinge. 'Wonder what did possess
d her, though, to say what she did
about Eliz'beth ," and just then the
Deacon's little devil, self-conceit,
ay
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a Deacon with a Deacon's work to strange question for father to ask!.
do, it was yours to bind Up the
Ile tried to quell his heart's sudden
hearts of God's children, to make
beating as be replied, "This after -
the widow's heart to sing for joy, to noon/ sir," but the mother could se
mIn eth- how e
be a peace -maker among your painful the suspense was to her
ren, and to advance God's cause and sen.
kingdom in the earth; but you have itif you can satisfy them that ex -
not given even a 'cup of cold water
is little ones !" . amine the students, you may start
to one of these, H
- to college whenever you please."
• I
Wrung from " his own soul, yet an- Father !"
other's, fainter and fainter _grew the Tears came slowly into the fath-
voice, and the angels veiled their er's eyes, how blind he had been 1
faces and turned away ,` waiting, "Ob father !" but the words only
ended in. a convulsive burst of tears,
and the boy hurredly left the room.
Thomas looked at Mary, and
Mary looked at Thomas, and the
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listening for his fearful sentente,
ages seemed concentrated in that one
instant of anguish, and he shrieked
aloud—
" Nathan, what upon earth! what mother looked at them bah—the
is the matter with you I" and Mrslong-suffering mother whose heart
Hepworth shook her husband vigo- was throbbing strangely to the
rously. "Have you got the night- promise of a new -horn peace.
mare 1"
"Oh Hannah, I've had an awful
dream an awful dream !"
"Have. you 7 Nightmare, I ex-
.
pect !" and she turned over sleepily.
It was not the nightmare, Deacon
Heyworth knew, but he did what
many of us vould not have done—
determined to accept its teaching-.
"Who would ever have tho't it I"
he queried wonderingly to himself,
scarcely able to deny the reality d
it at all. Who would ever have
thought it, and me, a Deacon 1"
Shivering, thinking, resolving he
fell asleep again, and again he
dream e d.
He was dead—lying still and
SEED POTATOES FOR SAIE,
nF Tkue, following new varieties:
CLIMAX,
EXCELSIOR,
BRISSUS PROLIFIC,
and WILLARD SEEDLING.
These yarieties are of the best quality, unsat6
passea for productiveness and 'warrantee_ pule
and true to name. -
"The best voxieties of the day."—C.AioL
J'AMES LANDESBOROUGHt
220 Lot 23, Concession 3, Tuckersmith.:
"And Mary and Thomas," con-
tinued the Deacon, after a few pre-
liminary coughs and throat -clear-
ings, "' I believe school has been
took up just about a week, but
mebbe if you study hard, and learn
fast, you can ketch up with the
best of 'ern; "you'll have to fly
around, daughter, and help _mother
all you ca.n nights and mornings till
I get some help; and .you boys
must give me a lift once in a while
on the farm until we get things
good to work. I want to say jest
here," he said, falteringly and blun-
deringly, yet bravely, nevertheless,
" that ye've all been powerful good
children no tw ithstandin' you coul cba' t
SEEDS, SEEDS.
CLOVER ame TIMOTHY SEED
law
SEED GRAIN
of all kinds,
For Sale, Wholesale and Retail, by
- JOHN BEATTIE,
At his Stull, in the Market,
SEAVORTE. 523-8*
MALCONS
GREAT ECC iDEPOT,
IVIARHET SQ,UARE, SEAFORTIL
The subscriber begs to inform the public that
he has greatly extended his premises and is pre'
pared as hitherto to pay the highest price for sui
quantity of
GOOD- FRESH EGGS,
Delivered at his plaee of business. =
No Market Fees On EGGS.
WM. MALCOM-.
Seaforth, March ro, 1872. 225
EGG- EMPORIUM.
subscriber hereby thanks his numerotio
friends i,i town and country for their liber#
patronage dining the past five years, and bcpag
by strict attention to business to merit their aar
lidonee and trade in the future. Be also wia-4
to announce that he is eau prepared to pay
. THE HIGHEST CASH PRICE
For any -quantity pf good
FRESH EGGS
Deliyereeat the
EGG EMPORIUM,
MAIN STREET, SEAFORTli.
227 D. D. WILSON. -
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by Developement
4-J& Southern
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cedes the whole
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put it on the
mediately ran i
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the colonel, '
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all ran off'
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nation -of ti
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you remem
and Sou,"
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by avenei
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say, that N
a little to
tame in tie
thing has
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gestue
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broad. k,
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he was al
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when he.
stop."
report:
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to be an;
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went to