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Graduate of Ontario Veterinary College, University of Toronto. All diseases of domestic animals treated toy th e ro o s t modern principles. Charges reaiionable. Day or night ealbi promptly attended to. 0 ce on Main Straet, flensall, opposite Town Phone 116. VI It MEDICAL DR. W. C. SPROAT Graduate of Faculty of Medicine, niversity of Western Ontario, Lon- don. Member of 'College of Physic- ne and Surgeons of Ontario. Office Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St., Seaforth. Phone 90. Dh. R. P. II. DOUGALL onour graduate of. Faculty of 2ffedicine and 1VIaster of Science, Uni- versity of Western Ontario, London. ember of College of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office, 2 doors east of post office. Phone 56, : ensall, Ontario. 3004-tf DR. A. NEWTON-BRADY Bayfield. Graduate-Thiblin University, Ire- land. Late Extern Assistant Mester 'Rotunda : ospital for Women and Children, Dublin. Office at residence Dastely occupied by Mrs. Parsons. ours, 9 --to 10 a.m., 6 to 7 p.m.; Stmdays, 1 to 2 p.m. r 2866-26 DE. F. I. 1211.TRROWS O co and residence Goderich Street, east of the Methodist church, Sea- ffertlia. Phone 46. Coroner for the County of ': uron. DR. C. MACKAY C. Mackay, honor graduate of Trin- ity University, and gold medallist of 'silty Medical College; member of the College of Physicians and Sur- geons of Ontario. 327 TEMPLIii'laARIAIST Author of Contrary BlilarYi ZU. GaOSSET DUNLAP New Ted: •alte thouaht for a giaaacant with Wear•• "To the sell?. Pink elk. A heave a eer eyeS an the free. Wtelet she rats- Col:timed bran • enlY pink. have lust Ibhuglit it, asa ed tb.em it was to say, °NiTauld you - last week. \ I paid more them. I should for it." want your little mister, MP* to take She had an hour before train the "Such elstasvagance!" ") jewels from any man?* , and she lingered a little, - stopping "I'm to lbe Cynthia NIVIarfield-dike "Y at this window and that, and all the 'the Portrait in the Crossroads libra.ry you,, .es. If he loved31 love - tea' as M my grandmother. It wane to me It was out, and they stood aghast. Then Geaffrey stammered, "Can't you see that my soul kneels at your feet? That to me 'these pearls aren't as white as your -whiteness?" The rosy silk bad slipped to the flocr. She was like a very email god - dere in a morning cloud. "I can't take them. Oh, I can't." Ile made a quick gesture. But for her restraining hand he would have cast the pearls into bhe flames. "Oh, don't," she said, the little hand 'tense on his arm. "Don't -hurt me a-likethat." Ile dropped the pearls, into Ms pocket. "If you won't wear them no- body shall. I suppose I seem to you like all sorts of a fool. I seem like all sort of a. fool to myself." He _turned and left her. An hour later he -came beck and found her still sewing on the rosy silk. Her eyes were red, as if she had wept a little. "I was a brute," he said, repent- antly; "forgive me and smile. I am a tempestuous fellow, and I forgot my- self." "I was afraid we weren't ever go- ing to 'be friends again." "I shall always be your friend. Yet -who wants a Blind Beggar for a friend -tell qne that, Mistress Anne?" r.. 0 , .•'•• lt'fioca,41Ao'rsr.,?eifA.t4.a'ti4e�a i •, 'AIt0 olazgto,r:c0,1,,,witu441414,,,*ey QVW bb -,tutd. "Audead. I latay WI* ihOsr. olystPlos, caked: 'Ig•Itto - '':Tolialatx.o•itso hot.? I'm all burials& n„.01101 f•52.4 had flUata valet it," ••'them, in:7137. fg,;r4• Toxi.asi.v9 thean Gecerast• rives able 'later to. Speak ir•hael,c, ta 4:4," 41.9erfradlZfi'A, ..ff hie afiliction; Shall ofiron ehenidet. UT40.04',Icthat way, to the 14cook& tvAl Plind BaVale: ,4t "isaNafair to tele lt;'!".g110.,„, yaaa" "oirt.lmow can you rinalatceltiskox jialt-" • olt, itsicet, auesalma ',94::,..,Farness,. tt la better ta ugh than to =Y. Is a aueatinn of, kiadhat-P,' ail Your at year tears wera---0, filvaglietam," Nat" 'Silence fell between theca, aud af- walla ea aeleindaaaa,•. (ter a While lee asked, °What obeli Yoe "Then take them." • time the money whielt she had felled. - ad, to save burned a hole in her pocket. For there were sueh things to bur Paseing, a flower shop•there were violets and rases. Passing a candy shop were chocolates. Passing a hat shop there was a veil flung like a cloud over a celestial chapeau! Pass- ing an Everything -that -is -Lovely shop she saw an enchanting length of silk -as pink as a sea-shell-eilk like that which Cynthia Woefield had worn when she sat for the portrait Which hung in the library at Crossroads! Anne did not pass the Lovely Shop she turned and went In, and bough m e ten yards of silk with the oneytha she had meant to spend -and the money she had meant to save! And she missed the train! Beulah was waiting for her as sh came in breathless. "There isn't an other train for two hours," she com plained. Anne sank down on a bench. " am sorry, Beulah. I didn't know i was so late." "We'll have to get supper in th station," Beulah said, "and I loav spent all my money." "Oh, and I've spent mine." Ann reflected that if she had not bough the silk she could have paid for Beu lah's supper. But she was glad that she had bought it, and that she had it under her arm in a neat package. She dug into her slim purse and produced a dime. "Never mind, Beulah, we can buy some chocolates." But they were not destined far sueh meager fare. Rushing into the sta- tion came Geoffrey Fox. As he saw the clack he stopped with the air of a man baffled by 3fate. Anne moving toward him across the intervening space saw his face change. "By all that's wonderful," 'he said, "how did this happen?" "We missed our train." "And I •missed mine. Who °is "Beulah is with me." "Can't you both have dinner with me somewhere? There are two hours of waiting ahead of us." Anne demurred. "I'm not very hungry." But Beulah who had joined therm, was hungry, and she said so, frankly. "I am starved. If I could have just a sandwich "You shall have more than that. We'll have a feast and a frolic. Let me check your parcels, Mistress Anne." Back they went to the golden -light- ed streets and turning down toward the city they reached at last the big hotel which has usurped the place of the stately and substantial edifices whita were once the abodes of ancient and honorable families. Within were soft lights and the sound of music. The rugs were thick and there was much marble. As they entered the dining -room, they seemed to move through a golden haze. It was early, and most of the tables were DR. H. HUGH ROSS Graduate of University of Toronto Taculty of Medicine, member of Col- lege of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario; pass graduate courses in Chicago Clinical School of Chicago; Royal Ophthalmic Hospital, London, England; University Hospital, Lon- don, England. Office -Back of Do- zainion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5. Wight calls answered from residence, Victoria Street, Seaforth. DR. WILLIAM ABERHART Graduate of Faculty of IVfedicine, University of Toronto. Member of College of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario. Licentiate of Medical Coun- cil of Canada. Late interne Toronto Western Hospital. Office, Queen's Hotel Building, North Main Street. Phone 89. Night calls, phone 111. D. .I. A. MUNN Successor to Or. I. R. R000 Graduate of Northwestern Universe IV, Chicago, Ill. Licentiate Royal College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto. ce over Sine' ardware, Main Ste, Seaforth. Phone 151. a ie. DR. F. Z. elECIBIELT Graduate Royal College of Deatal to:roams, Toronto. Office over W. It. Smith's- Grocery, Main Sereet, Sea - forth. Phones: Office, 185 W.• real - derma, 185J. 3055-tf AUCTIONEERS TOMAS :MOWN Licensed auctioneer for the countiee 0,2 nuron and Perth. Correspondence arrangements for sale dates can be made by calling The Expositor Oace, asaforth. Charges. moderate, and natisfaction guaranteed. °SCA a IILOPIF IBIonor Graduate Carey Jones' Nn- tiomal School of Auctioneering, Chi- cago. Special course taken in Pante lazed Live Stock, Real Estate, Mer- chandise and Farm Sales. h &tee an Ikeeping with prevailing market. Sate lafactiort nsoured. Write or wire, near Xflopp, Zurich, Ont. Phone, 1848. 2866-52 R- T. LUKER Vieenned auctioneer for the Oman of' rfuron. Sales attended to in alt parts of the cadet!. Seven verszsp EssAasiseon- n Manitoba and Saskatelus- mars. `Atm; reasonable. Phone No. 71,58 12, ,Zzetov„, Centralia r.p., 470161.0 -TorAtor Oras, Seaforth, promptiv at- ordled. O 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 O IF. W. AIMP...NS O Liceneed Auctioneer for Perth 0 and Einron Counties. . O - Sake Solicited 0 a Terms: On application. O Satfidaealan Guaranteed O Of Farm Stook, Chattels and 6 Real Eatate Property. 45 F. W. AEI:RENS e IL lla, No. 4, Mitchell c Lot 24, Can. 4, Logan a Phone 684 r 0 aa0..00000000 1 I , „ when 1 saw the silk hi the shop vrist- dow. II shall have to do without the Iresaile, but I have the lace filotinces. They were left to my mother."' "And so 'Ctinderella will go to the ball, and dance with the Priuee. Is Brooks the Prince?" She flushed and evaded. "I can't dance. Not the new dances." can teach you if you'll let me." "Really " "Yes. But you must pay. You must give the Blind Beggar the first, dance and as many more •as he de- mands." ' "But I Zarat dance all of them with you." • "You can dance some of them. And that's my price." ° To promise him dance.s seemed to her quite delicious and delightful since she could not dance at all. But he made a little contract and had her sign it, and put it in his pocket. Going home Anne had little to say. It was Geoffrey who talked, wlhile Beulah slept in a seat by herself. empty. Beulah was rapturous.. "I have al- ways wanted, to come here. It is perfectly lovely." The attentive waiter at Geoffrey's elbow was being told to bring Anne's quiok ear carught the word. "No please," she said at once, "not for B,ielah and me." His keen glance commanded her. "Of course not," he saki, easily. Pres- ently he had the whole matter of the menu settled, and could talk to Anne. She was enjoying it all immensely and said so. "I should like to do this sort of thing every day." "Hleaven forbid. 'You would lose your dreams, and grow self-satisfied -and fat -like that woman over there." Anne shuddered. "It isn't that she is fat -it's her eyes, and the way she makes up." "That is the. way they get when they live in place.s like this. If you want to be slender and lovely and keep your dream:s you must teach school." "Oh, hat there's drudgery in that." "It is the people whe drudge who dream. They don't know it, but they do. People who have all they want learn that there is nothing more for life to give And they drink and take drugs to bring back the illusions they have lost." They fJ 1 into ,silence after that, and then it was Beulah who became voluble. Her fair roiled face beam- ed. It was esecommorilittleface, but It was gooda, honest. Beulah was haring .the tltlseof her life. She did not know that she owed her good for- tune to Anne, that if Anne had not been there, Geoffrey would not have asked her to dine. But if she had knovers, it, she would not haws eared. "What train did you come in she asked. Anne under her own lovely gown, running over now and then' to take surreptitious peeps at Cynthia'e por- trait. She had let Mrs. Brooks into her secret, and the little lady was enthusiastic. "You shall wear My pearls, my dear. They will be very effective in your dark bair." She brought the jewels down in an old blue velvet box -milk -white a- gainst a yellowed satin lining. "My father gave them to me on my wedding dejr. 'Seine day I shall give them to Richards wife." She could not know hew her words stirred the heart of the girl who stood looking so quietly down at the pearls. "I am almost afraid to wear them," Anne said breathlessly. She gave Nancy a shy little kiss. "You were dear to think of it." And now busy days were upon her. There was the school _with Richard running in after closing time, and staying, too, and keeping her from the work that was waitingleat home. Then at twilight a dancing lessen with Geoffrey in the long front room, with Beulah playing .audience and sometimes Eric, and with Peggy cap- ering madly to themfusic. • Then the evening, with its en- chanting task of stitching on yards of rosy silk. Usually Geoffrey read to her while she worked. His story was nearing the end. He was wearing heavy goggles which gave him an owl - like appearance, of which he com- plaiseed. "It spoils my beauty, Mistress Anne. I am just an ugly gnome who sit at the feet of the Princess." "You are net ugly, and you knew it. And men shouldn't be vain," "We are werse than women. Do you know what you look like with all that silk around you?" "Like Aurora. Do you remember that iSteveree-n speaks of a 'pink dawn'? Well, you are a pink dawn." "Please stop talking abofut me, and read your last chapter. I am so glad that you have reached the end." "Because you are tired of hearing "Because of your poor eyes." He took off .his.gogglee. "De my eyes look different? Are they chang- ed -or dim?" "They are as bright as stars," and he sighed with relief. • "At noon. Brooks thought I ought to see a apecialist. He doesn't give me much- encourfagerment about my eyes. He wente me to stop writing, o but I sh tilt until If get through with my book." e He spoke recklessly, but Anne coma the shadonr on his face. "You aren't O telling as bow really serious it is," O she said, as Beulah% etterition was O diverted. --•.•-•••-••••••••-••••1, CHAPTER X. In Which a Blind Beggarand a But- terfly Go to a Ball. In My Own Little Room. Uncle Rod, I went to the party! I came home an hour ago, and since then I have been sitting all shivery and shaky In my pink silk. It will be daylight in a few minutes, but I shan't go to •bed. I couldn't sleep if I did. I feel as if I shouldn't ever sleep again. - Uncle Rod, Jimmie Ford was at the Crossroads ball! I went early, 'because Ma -s. Nancy had asked me to be there to help -with her guests. Geoffrey Fox went with me. He was very picturesque in a ragged jeritinOvith a black band- age over his eye and with ald. Mende leading him at the end of -aaseerd. She enjoyed it immensely, and they at- tracted a lot of attention, as he went tap -tapping 'along with leis cane over the polished floor, or whined for alms while she eat up on her haunches with a tin cup in her mouth. Well, Dr. Richard met us at the door, looking the young squire to per- fection in his grandfather's old dress coat of blue with brass buttons. The people from New York hadrat come, so Mrs. Nancy put the pearls in my hair, and they made me :aand under the portrait in the library, to see if I were really like my grandmother. I can't belieee that I looked as lov- ly as she, but they said I did, and I began to feel as happy and excited as Cinderella at her ball. Then the New York crowd arrived in motel's and they were all masked. I knew Eve Chesley at once and Win- nifred Ames, but it was feted to be sure of any one else. Eve Chesley was a Rose, with a thousand flutter- ing flounces of pink chiffon. She was pursued by two men dressed as But- terflies, shrill and shining in close caps with great .silken wings -a Blue Butterfly stnd a Brown one. I was pretty sure that the Brown one was Philip •lVteade. It was quite wonder- ful to watch them with their wings waving. Eve carried a pocketful of rose petals and threw them intal the air as she went. I had never imag- ined anything ao lovely. Well, I danced with Dr. Richard and I danced with Geoffrey Fox, and danced with Dutton Ames, -and with some men that I had never met be- fore. .It seemed RO good to he doing things like the rest. Then all at once I began to feel that the Blue Butterfly was watching me. He drift- ed away from his pursuit of Evelyn Chesley, and whenever I raised rny eyes, I could see him in corners star- ing at me. It gave me a queer feeling. I could not be sure, and yet -there he was. And, Uncle Rod, suddenly I knew him! Something in the way he carried him- self. You know Jimmie's little swag- ger! I think I haat my head after that. I flirted with Dr. Richard and with Geoffrey Fox. I think I even flirted a little with Dutton Ames. I want- ed them to be nice to me. I wanted Jimmie to see that what he h scorn- ed other men maid value. I laughed and danced as if my heart Was as light as imy heels, and all the while I wee just sick and faint with the thought of 1te-"Jinamie Ford is here, and he hasn't said a word to me. Jim- mie Ford is here -and --he hasn't said a 'And nsrw it 'VMS young Michel who whispered, 'God is good! In a mom- ent we shall see his face, an.d we shall say to 'him, "We fought, but there is not hatred in our hearts. We can- not hate -our brothers That was the end. "It is e great book," Anne told him solemnly. "It will be a great suc- cesa." He seemed to shrink and grow small in his chair. "It will come -too late." She looked up and saw the mood that was upon him. "Oh, yes, you must not -not that," he said, hur- riedly; "if you give up now it will be a losing fight." "Dem't you suppose that I would fight if I felt that I could win? But what can a man de with a thing like this that is dragging him down to darkness?" "You mustn't he diecouraged. Dr. Brooks says that it isn't -inevitable. You know that he'said that, and that the specialist said it." "I know. But something tells me that I am facing -darkness." He threw up his head. "Wlhy should we talk of it? Let me tell you rather how slouch you have helped me with -my bin*. If it had not been for you I cohld not have written it." "I arn glad if 1 have been of ser, - vice." Her words eounded formal ter the warmth of his osier, ' He laughed, with a touch of bitter - nese. "The Princess serves," he said, "alwaya anal lalwaysi serves. She never grabs, as the rest of usi do, at ha nese." "f shall grab when it "comes," she said, smiling a little, "avid I am hap- py nava beesunis I am going to wear my pretty gown." "Which reminds me," he said, quick- ly, and larouglat froin his pocket a little box. "Year costume won't. he Pjyrae4,1 4-lifq0-404#744, e 0 0 0 Cmp&rsott quickly shows the host of llmyerswh mat. the. cost of motoring, that the new Plytnotath is definitely aE;ove arid Pceyond all o1 or cars in the lowest -priced group full-size, in style and luxury details and kiiperfOrrnance. -Coupe, 0:50; Roadster (re(llveva- Sde seat), {38_50; Touring, 0870; 2- Dada. SPeinn„ 75; De Dune Coup, (milk. =gable .s.4218)5 59110; 4-11:laver ebee, 0915. The P3Plyanots iis Chrysler- assuring years of depend- . able service with marked from front mec nical trouble, The millions in the- lowest -priced field find tiny need seek n ,er than the new Plymouth for the quality to wIreraey have long heen entitled. They find that, 1 -1.=ciiiraPricdinge5 sfeandaTo- b.d0""f7607"ceor; arpon pox.dirtiA g La this field, other automobile dollar gives as griat (jireigla ar,D47 sae= =Iva). teturra as the dollar invested ht Plymouth. 1326 me that any man has tried to break your heart?" I think I was crying a little. "Yes. But the worst of alt is my -pride." "My little Princess," he said soft- l"that this should have come -to you." Uncle Rod, 1 think that if I had ever had a brother, I should have wanted him to be like Geoffrey Fox. All his lightness .ared frivolity seemed to slip from him. "He has thrown away what I would give my life far," he -said. "Oh, the young fool, not to lcnow that Paradise was being hand- ed to him on a platter." I didn't tell him Jimmie's name. That is not to be spoken to any one but you. Ahd of course he could not know, theugh perhaps he gueseed it, after what happened lathe. While we sat there, Dr. Richard fame to hunt for us. "Everybody is going in tosupper," he said. He seemed surprised to find us there to- gether, and there was a sort of stiff- ness in his manner. "Mother has been asking for you." We went at once to the dining - room. There were long tables set in the old-fashioned way for every- body. Mrs. Nancy wanted things to be as they had been in her Own girl- honci. On the table in the wide win- dow were two birthday cakes, and at that table Dr. Richard sat with his mother OM one side of him, and Eve Chesley on the other. Eve's cake had pink candles and his had white, and there were twenty-five ea-ndlea on each cake. Geoffrey Fox and I sat directly op- easite; Dutton Ames was on my right, MTS. Ames was on Geoffrey's left, and straight across the table, with his mask off, was Jimmie Ford, staring at me with all his eyes! For a minutk I didn't know what to do. I just eat and stared, end then suddenly II picked up the glass that stood by my plate, raisedeit in salute and drank smiling. His face red, he hesitated just a fraction a second, then his glass went up, and he returned my ereeting. I won- der if he thought that I would cut him dead, Uncle Rod? And don't worry about what I drank. It was white grape juice. Mrs. Nancy won't have anything stronger. Well, after that I ate, and didn't know what I ate, for everything seemed as dry as dust. I know my cheeks were red and that .my eyes shone, and I erniled until my face aehed. And all the while I watched Jimmie and Jimmie watched me, and pretty soon, Uncle Rod, I understood why Jimmie was there. He was making love to Eve Ches- ley! Making love is very different from being in love, isn't it? Perhaps love is something that Jimmie , really doesn't understand. But he was us- ing on Dille all of the charming tricks that he had tried on me. She is more sophisticated, and they mean lees to her than to me, but I could see him bending toward hes. in that flattering worshipful way of his. -and when he took one of her roses and tonehed it. to his lips and then to her cheek, ev- erything was dark for a minute. That kind of kiss was the only kind that Jimmie Pard ever gave rile, but to me it had meant that he -cared - and that I eared -and here he was do- ing it before the eyes of all the world -and for love of another woman! ' At lest I couldn't stand it any longer, and when I was dancing with Geoffrey Foe I said, "Do you think we -could go &WV to the Garden Room? jI must get away." tule didiet ask any questioner And presentla we Were down there in the quiet,. and be had his bandage off, and was looking at me, anxiously. "What -has happened, Rifistress Anne?" And then, oh, Uncle Rad, I told Min. 1 don't know how I came to do it, but it seemed to me thalt ha Would understand, and hi did. • Writitliv•.1 hg6t1 'fit:JAM his fto_ice- was white brat "Do yotrtattn, 'to tell el said, very gently, "Would you like to go home? You look like your own little ghost, Mistress Anne." But I lhad, promised one more dance to Dr. Richard, and I wanted to dance it. If you could have seen at the table how he towered aboire Jim- mie Ford. And when he stood up to make -a little speech in response to a toast from Dutton Ames, his voice rang _out in such a -man's way. Do you remember Jimmie Yard's falset- to? I had my dance with him, and then Geoffrey took me home, and all the way I kept remembering the things Dr. Richard had said to me, such pleasant friendly things, and when his ars?"-I knew what you wanted me my poket to school, and when I rang to answer. I earried your letter in the bell I kept saying over and over to mareelf, "Life is What we make it. Life is what we snake it," and all at once the bells began to ring it: "Life is -what we -make it- ighe is -what we --make it." When the childrenecame iii, beers we began the day's work, I talked to them. I find ft is always uplifting, when we have failed in anything to try to tell others how not to fail! Perhaps it isn't preaching what we practice, but at least it supplies a mother told me "good -night" she too it working theory. my face between her hands and kiss- I made up a fairy -story for them, ed me. "You must come often., little too, about a Princess who was so ill Cynthia Warfield," she said. > "Rich- and unhappy that all the kingdom waS ard and I both want you." 1 searched far and wide for some one But now that I am at home again, to cure her. And at last an old crone I can't think of anything but how was found who swore that she ha& Jimmie Ford has spoiled it all. When the right remedy. "What is it?" all you have given something, you can't the wise men asked; but the old we- ever really take it back, can yea? , man said, "It is written in this scroll.' When 'you've given faith and con- To -morrow the Princess must start stancy to one man, what have you left to give another? The river is beginning to show like a silver streak, and a rooster is crowing. Oh, Uncle Rod, if you were only here. Write and tell me that you love me. Your LITTLE GIRL. In the Telegraph Tower. My Very Dear: It is after supper, and Beulah and I are out here with Eric. He likes so have her come, and I play propri- ety, for Mrs. Bower, in common with most women of her class, is very careful of her daughter. I know you don't like that word "class," but please don't think I am using it snobbishly. Indeedei think Beulah is mach better brought up than the daughters of folk who think themselves much finer, a-nd Mrs. Bower in her simple way is doing some very effective chaperon- ing. Eric is on night duty in the tele- graph tower this week; the other op- erator has tee day work. The eve- nings are long, so Beulah brings her sewing, and keeps Eric company. They really don't have much to say to each other, so that I am not in- terrupted when I write. They seem to like to sit and look out on the river and the stars and the moon coming up behind the hills. It is all settled now: Eric told me yesterday. "I am very' happy," he said; "I have been a lonely man." They are to be married in June, and ,the things that she is making are to go into the cedar chest which her father has given her. He found it one day when he .was in Baltimore, a.rel when he-eshowed it to her, he shone with pleasure. He's a, good old Peter, and lie is so glad that Beulah is to marry Eric. Eric will rent a little house not far up the road. Et is a dear of a cottage, and Peggy trel I call it the Playhouse. We sit an the perch when we come home from school, and .peep in at the windows anti plan what we would put into it if we had the fUraishing of it. should like a house like that, Uncle Rod, for you and me and Diogenes. We'd live happy ever .after, wouldn't we? 'Same day the world is going to build "teacherages" just an it now builds parsonages, and the little Nous - es will help to dignify and uplift the profeesien. Youridtear letter came just in time and it was just right. 1 eleou h3Ve gone to pieces if *092 hdd Irgiatt 024 for I was pitying myself dmail2tely. Mut when I real: "Little Solitel-tet,Oat- er, what would von tell vote tette. After supper he came around the table arid spoke to me. E suppose he thought he had to. I don't know what he said and I don't care. 1 Only. Irma/ that I wanted to get away. I Walt it was there that,Osoffrey For anr,-_,,s- ed. For when Jimmie Toad' S'Oits isa " out alone upon a journey. 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