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TIONESTA, PA,, WEDNESDAY, FEB, 22, 1882, $1.50 Per Annum. , Three Shadows. I looked and saw your eyes In the shadow of your hair, As a traveler boos the stream In tho shadow of the wood i And I said: "My faint hoart siglis, Ah, me I to linger there, To driuk deep and to dream la that sweet solitude." I looked and saw your hoart In the shadow of your eyes, As a seeker secki the gold In tho Bhadow of the stream ; And I said i " Ah, me I what art Should win the immortal prizo, Whcmo want ninnt make life cold And heaven a hollow dream ?" I looked and saw your lovo In the shadow of your heart, As a divor soos tho pearl In the shadow of the soa ; And I murmured, not above My breath, but all apart Ah 1 you can love, true girl, . And is your love for me ?" Roietll. t - - ! AIT EAST BLOW. The summer hotel among the moun tains was almost deserted. Half a dozen of the late-staying guests were gathered in the little parlor for their last everting. A high September wind turned their thoughts to the desolate ness of the winter months in the White Hills. Maud Wellington, always a leader in talk and action, called to the landlord : Come hero, please, Mr. Little ; tell us how you ever live here through the winter?' " Wa'al, you jest come up here and try one of our east blows I I tell you, yoa dou't know anything about the inaonntings. You only come up here when it's warm and nice, and Mr. George he drives his team around, what d'ye call it T " Tandem 1" suggested George, "Yes, tantrum;, and he takes you girls to drive, and it'a all very pretty. Tt-Ft let him be here in the winter, and he'd drive tantrum, snre enough." "Wouldn't it bo fun?" asked Maud. "Would you really take us in it we came up mxtvt inter?" "I pi:es jnoi-t likely I could. You'd have to kinder put up with things though. I'd be real glad to see you, uaou ; the winters is awful lonely 1" "I am in earnest, and I will come it the rest will. I think it would be jolly." eaid Maud. "Yes, quite too awfully ghantly jolly," murmured her brother George, whose slang was overwhelming. The others all promised they would join her if she foimed a party, and the next morniug they peparuted and forgot all r'vmi the plan and the promise, an people do. It was late in December. The holi days were approaching. Maud Well ington u restless and dissatisfied. The season had been very disappoint ing. Everybody was dull and stupid; Germans were tiresome, dinners more bo, and she was tired of Boston and every one in it. And all this was be cause a certain Thomas Sedgwick Thornton had not appeared in the city as she had expected. It wan none the less true because aho would have de nied it, and that shehad always laughed t him, and professed to hold him in the most perfect contempt She knew perfectly well that he was a hard work ing lawyer in New York with little lime for holiday making, but she was quite unreasonable enough to think that such trifles as business made no difference. Ho ought to have admired her enough to have made any sacrifices, end made haste to continue the sum mer's acquaintance. It made no differ ence to her, also, that there were many others as assiduous in their devotion as he was remiss. lie was the Mordecai at the gate, and the was unhappy. The wind howling round the corner of the house took her thoughts back to the last evening in the mountains, and a sudden resolve made her spring to her feet. "Mother," she criedj" rushing irto tho warm library, where her mother sat dozing before the fire, " I have made up my mind. We will go up to the mountains and see how they look with the srJbw on them." " You crazy girl I we won't jJo any thing of the sort" I Mrs. Wellington always made a point of seeming to oppose her daughter's plans, but she always did just what her children told her to do. Maud wast ed no words in entreaty, but coolly told her that she must go, without any more ado. With Maud to decide was to act George was delighted with the prospect of such a " lark;" he had not known what to do with the holidays. Notes were immediately seut to those who had been with them when the proposition was made, and to several others who might be congenial spirits. When they had written nearly all Maud said, with perfect carelessuess: " I suppose you will have to write to - that Mr. Thornton. I don't- think he would add much to the general hilarity, but I am afraid it wouldn't do to leave him out and ask all the rest who were there." " Right you are 1" said George. " I'll send an invite to the old duffbr; he's not half a bad fellow, after all. Of course he won't put in an appearance." But it is the impossible which hap pens. For some occult reason Mr. Welmton chose to join this wild expe dition, and presented himself at the ap yoiuted, time at the rendezvous, With tho exception of himself and poor Mrs. Wellington, who looked already vic timized, it was as gay a party as Boston could farnisb As usual, it was Maud who was leader and prime favorite. But she was admi rably seconded by three of her friends, only a little less brilliant and daring than she. Then there were two or three society men who would have gone any where that Maud and her set proposed. Little did they care for the grandeur of mountain scenery in its severe winter dress, but the trip promised much fun and unlooked-for opportunities of car rying out certain intentions. Last and noisiest of all came Georgo Welling ton, a Ilarvard Sophomore, with an equally reckless and hair-brained clots mate, whom the ladies alternately petted, snubbed and used as foils in their most serious schemes. Mr.' Thornton felt out of his element, as he hod done so many times during the summer. He was not keyed to the rame pitch of high spirits and unceas ing gayety. He was grave, quiet a man who was terribly in earnest about everything he did. From the first mo ment that he saw her he became fasci nated with Maud, against his will and better judgment Her beauty, wit, ca prices, would not let themselves be for gotten. He was angry with her, he heartily disapproved of her a dozen times a day; and then, when he was most indignant with her, he discovered that he loved her with a love which he could not reason away nor live down. He was more bitterly enraged with her than ever to-day, as the cars rapidly bore them toward the mountains. He cursed himself and his folly in having t'oined them. No one seemed to want lim.g Maud, with her usual perverse ness, had given him a careless greeting, and turned away to lavish her brightest smiles and merriest speeches on Gilbert Livingston, a mi-n whom he cordially hated and despised. Mrs. Wellington alone seemed to need him. She was nervous, weak and timid , dreading the journey, and unable to control her children's madness, so she clung to Thornton with instinctive trust in his sober strength. He never dreamed, being blind as men are, that Maud saw every motion that he made, that she bad so placed herself as to hear every word he spoke. He only saw. with wrath and shame, that she was flirting openly, depperately, with that soulleBs, brainless Livingston. But ' even THomton shook off his gloom when they came among the hills. The highest peaks were white with snow, reflecting the setting sun with dazzling brilliancy against the marvel ous blue of the sky. It was very cold, but clear and still, when they left the ears for their drive of a few miles. Mr. Little mot them with bis six-horse stage; the wind had cot left enough snow on the rising ground for sleigh ing, to Maud's regret. - It was an ex hilarating drive. The clear air made each inhalation an increasing joy. The laughter and the sweet, ringing voices of the girls no longer jarred upon him: he was a boy himself, and startled them by his wit and gayety. Maud was delighted. She warmed toward him, and left poor Livingston shivering out of the sunlight of her favor. It was all going to be a perfect success, she thought, and blessed herself for the inspiration. The hotel, when they reached it. after the stars had come out superbly in the clear air, looked as if prepared for a siege. - It was closed, except a few rooms on the ground floor of the west and south sides. On the north and cast every blind was securely fastened. . " Have you had an east blow yet ?" asked Maud, as they dashed up to the door. "No, miss; not yet," said the land lord. "1 guess we will hev, pretty quick, though. The maountings hev kinder looked like it all day." " I hope it will come. I should con sider our whole trip a failure if it doosn't." Mr. Little shook bis head and smiled doubtfully. "I guess when you've seed one you won't be likely to want to see another very quick." The next day was gloriously clear. There was no wind stirring as yet. It was this stillness that roused the fore bodings of the landlord. His guests had a magnificent walk, they said; they climbed part way up Starr King and had a view a hundred times more su perb than they had ever imagined it could be. It had been hard work climbing over the slippery rocks and they came back to the house delight fully tired and in undiminished spirits. The general hilarity flagged not dur ing the cozy evening round the huge, open fire, and one and all pronounced their satisfaction and delight all ex cept Mrs. Wellington, who had not stirred from the fire all day, and who grew more and more nervous as the talk a&eut the expected east blow con tinued. In the morning Mr. Little's pre dictions were verified. The city peo ple's ears were startled by what he had so often described as the "roaring of the maountings." This strange, steadi ly increasing roar, which seemed so in explicable, tilled some with alarm, some with most enjoyable excitement. Mr. Little called them to see the " churn ing of the clouds up the chasm," and, looking, they forgot to smile because he pronounced the ch of the last word as he did in the first It was a sight not to be forgotten, a grand, terrible sight, as the angry clouds came up, rolling over and over, as it seeined, through the gap which opened out toward the east. Within the house there were hurried preparations. Mrs. Little and her sons went about making everything as fast as possible, while her husband and his two men went to the barns to give the cattle and horses food and water to last them till the storm had passed ; for when it had reached its height, neither man nor beast could stand against it. Thornton, George and his classmate prepared to go down to the barn and help them, for the time seemed very short. Every moment the tempest in- j creased in violence. Quick as thought Maud wrapped herself in her fur cloak, and said she would go with them. Her mother was so distressed that she would have desisted, but that she caught Thornton's look of disapproval and dis gust, she thought, and then nothing could have prevented her. Seizing her brother's hand she rushed out of the house. The barns were west of the hotel, some little distance down the hill. The wind carried them on as if they were straws, and drove them breathless against the building. Maud had never dreamed of its force. When they were inside the barn, and the door had been closed with difficulty, Thorn ton eaid to her, very sternly : " This is perfect folly. If you do not go back to the house instantly you will not be able to go at all." Mr. Little said the same ; the storm roared so they could scarcely hear each other even then. Maud was bitterly ashamed of her folly, but not one whit afraid. Even Thornton could not help admiring even while he blamed her. He asked Little to take her and "the boys" back to the house. He himself, being strong and largo, would 6tay and help the men. It was the beet plan. The four had a hard fight to return. Hold ing each other's hands, one keeping behind the other as much as possible, they struggled up the hill. Once they fell flat to the earth, but regaining their feet after a moment they toiled on and reached tho protection of the house. Little said ho had never teen the "blow come on so fast." There was no use in his trying to go back to the barn ; the men would do what was necessary, and his strength was half used up in his efforts already. After Maud had re gained her breath she went to the win dow, and would not stir or speak. Her eyes were fixed on the barns. The others gathered round the fire in awed silence. The terror of the storm was upon them. It seemed as if nothing could stand against its violence. Mrs. Wellington was nearly fainting with fright. She was certain that the house would go. Once Maud turned and said, iu a strained, hard voice. " Mr. Little, how long does this sort of thing generally last ? " Wa'al, it begins abaout noon to be tho worst, and it keeps it np till next morning." " Ought not the men to come up pret ty soon?" she askod again, with ill-concealed anxiety. " Oh yes, they'll be up directly, I guess." But they did not come. Once Maud saw threo fig a res creep around the partially sheltered side of the building, but when they reached its front they were struck down, and she saw them crawl on their hands and knees back in ; to the sheds. - The full horror of the circumstance struck her. Galling Mr. Little she told him what she had seen. " Then they must stay there till it is over 1" she said, in a low, unnatural voice. " I'm afraid so," ho answered, anxiously. " Do try to help them," she pleaded, so earnestly that the men all resolved to try, though it was of so little use. Taking a rope Little tied all the volun teers firmly together ; even the " howl ing swell," Livingston, as George called him, offered to help. When all was ready they crept along the west ern side of the house with little diffi culty But when they reached the corner they went' down like planks. They tried again and again, and then came back into the house tired and ex hausted. The short afternoon had passed; the early darkness made the terror of the storm more awful. Maud still Etrained her eyes through the deepening gloom. The storm at that moment was at its j height. Clutching the window frame tightly with her fingers the pressed her dilated eyes against the pane, and saw with speechless horror the roof of tho large burn swept off as if it had been paper. It was all the more ter rible because not a sound of the falling timbers could be heard above the ceaseless roaring of the wind. It was on awful night. No one thought of sleeping. They clustered together about the fire in silent terror. From time to time Mr. Little spoke reassuringly. There was no danger for themselves, he said; the house was firmly built; large beams passed diagon ally from floor to ceiling through the partition walls; it was not possible that they could give way. But the awed hearts were not easily assured. Maud alone had no thoughts for herself or the safety of the house. She had seen the rootless barn, and she strove to pic ture the fate of Thornton and the two men with him, without food, without fire, with no roof to shelter them, and perhaps crushed by the falling timbers, for it had been too dark to see tho ex tent of the disaster. She told no one of the sight which she had witnessed. Only she and Little knew what had happened. All that was best in her came to the surface that long, agonizing night Never again could she silence her better, nobler self. Very base and contemptible seemed all her wiles, her caprices, her coquetries. It had been her wild folly that had placed Thorn- ton in this danger. If she had not de layed the men they could have returned to the house before it was too late. If he were alive when morning dawned he should know how bitterly she had re pented. She remembered how she had trifled with him when ence the Summer be fore he hod told her that he loved her more than he had ever loved any being before or ever could again. She had cot meant to drive him away from her ; she had only meant to tease him for a little. But he had taken it all in earnest, and now of course he had ceased to think of her except to despise her. If he had continued to love her would ho have been so silent? She little knew that the man who was all sincerity could not understand the in sincere. He would never care for her now, of course, and she loved him with all the force of her strong, ungoverned heart. After that night of agony she could never be the same. The pale daylight dawned upon her white face. The wind died slowly down as the sun came up the troubled sky. The ruin of the night was re vealed to tho weary watchers. Three men came Blowly up the hill, tired, hungry, half-frozen, but safe. They had made a comparatively warm nest for themselves in the hay, where they had passed the sleepless night. The part of the barn which sheltered them and the cattle and horses had been uninjured, and not a man or beast had been hurt by the falling beams. Mrs. Wellington could not be in duced to remain an unnecessary mo ment in the terrible place, and late in the afternoon the subdued party were on the cars returning to Boston. Thorn ton confessed that it was the most un comfortable night he had ever passed, but that he would cheerfully have un dergone far greater hardships for the reward that it brought him. Before they had reached the city he had learned of the agony which the night's suspense had been to Maud, and she had acknowledged her love for him in answer to the passionato reiteration of his devotion to her. And this was the work of an East Blow. Harper's Bazar. How Cheaply One Can Live. Bread after all is the cheapest diet one can live on, and also the best A story is told that shows just how cheap a man can live, when he gote "down to mush," figuratively and literally f peak ing. Colonel Fitzgibbon was, many years ago, colonial agent at London for the Canadian government, and was wholly dependent upon remittances from Canada for his support On one occasion these remittances failed to ar rive, and as there was no cable in those days he was compelled to write to his Canadian friends to know the reason of the delay. Meanwhile he had just one sovereign to live upon. He found that he could live upon sixpence per day, or about twelve and a half cents of our money four pennyworths of bread, one penny worth of milk and one pennyworth of sugar. He made pudding of some of the bread and sugar, which served for breakfast, dinner and supper, the milk being reserved for the lust meal. When his remittances arrived about a month afterward he had five shillings remain ing of his sovereign, and he liked his frugal diet so well that he kept it up for over two yeaw, possibly longer. Twelve cents a Clay is certainly a small amount to expend for food ; but a man in Minnesota, about three years ago, worried through a whole year on ten dollars. He lived on " Johnny cako." We know of u theological student in an Ohio college who, sustained by grace, rioe and corn bread, lived thir teen weeks ou seven dollars ; but there were several good apple orchards near the college and the farmers kept no dogs. It is not the necessities of life that cost much, but the luxuries ; and it is with the major part of mankind as it was with the Frenchman who said that if he had the luxuries of life he could dispense with the necessities. Mere living is cheap, but as the hyni nologist says, "It u not all of life to live." American Miller. A 'ow Theory or Vaccination, Many scientists express the belief that vaccination, which has done so much to prevent the ravages of small pox, will be extended to the eradication of scarlet fever, and many other conta gious diseases, the mortality from which is truly appalling. At the International Medical con gress, held in London, in August, Pro fessor Pasteur, in his lecture on the germ theory, referred to his highly suc cessful results in vaccination of the lower animals for splenio fever and chicken cholera. He said he had suc cessfully vaccinated more than 20,000 sheep, in and about Paris, just before his arrival to attend the congress, as well as a large number of horses and cattle. After reviewing his method of pro ducing the vaccina, Professor Pasteur said: " We may hope to discover, in this way, the vaccine of all virulent dis eases." He concluded by saying: "I have given to vaccination an extension which scienoe, I hope, will accept as a homage paid to the merit and to the immense services rendered by Jenner, one of the greatest men of England." This theory is now fairly Wefore the medical faculty, and should receive the most careful research. It may be right occasionally to take a bull by the horns, but it is always well to keep in mind that the boms belong to the bull, Anaesthetics. Dr. John G. Johnson, of Brooklyn, recently read an interesting paper be fore the New York Medico-Legal so ciety on " An aesthetics." The follow ing are some of ,the points of the doc tor's statements : Should a patient die from chloro form inhaled in a sitting position in a dentist's choir it could no longer be urged in behalf of the surgeon, whose patient had been chloroformed out of existence, as it was successfully argued in behalf of the young Parisian Burgeon in 1853, who had been imprisoned for the death of a patient under chloroform, on whom he was operating without as sistance, that there was no fixed rules for the administration of chloroform. The English chloroform committee appoint ed by the Royal Medico-Chirurgical society laid down in 18C4 the rule that anaesthetics should always be given in the recumbent position and never in the erect position. The reason of this rule is evident In natural respiration the rising and falling of the ribs is produced by the intercostal muscles, and the respiration is called thoracic. As the patient comes under the influence of the amesthetio, these intercostal muscles become paralyzed and cease their action. The respira tion is then kept up by the action of the diaphragm or abdominal respiration. Those who have seen much of tne patients under the influence of anaes thetics in our large hospitals must have noticed how quickly a patient stopped breathing at this stage if an assistant pressed against the abdomen, to watch the operation or to pass an instrument. Now, as soon as the patient comes fully under the influence of an anesthetic, she slips down in the dentist's chair. The weight of the upper portion of the body is composing the abdomen preventing the diaphragm from acting. I think, with the present knowledge of anaesthetics, that a surgeon who should administer chloioform to a patient in the erect position in the dent tist's chair, with her clothes tigh around her waist, and the patient should die, he would justly be held for manslaughter. Daring the early ages of anaesthetics the knowledge' of the profession was only experimental. That age has passed. The most dis tinguished men in the profession, as long ago as 1864, published this rule and the reasons for it Subsequent experimentation has demonstrated the justice of it. It has been adopted by all our modern writers on the sub ject. The courts have held over and over igain that a physician must prac tice according to the well-known rules of the profession, and if he departs from them it is at his peril. Labor on a Sandwich Island Plantation. A letter from the Sandwich Islands gives this interesting account of life on the plantations there: In the field and at the mill hands work lazily, talking and laughing among themselves, look ing healthy, cheerful and contented and on the best terms with the planters and overseers. The work is what any boy or girl fifteen years old could per form, but the boys ancjj girls must go to school. No matter how far the cane field may be from their houses, laborers are cot required to start any earlier in the morning, and they reach home just as soon in the evening. The hardest work is hoeing, and that consists of only turning a light, sandy soil, and they themselves say they are never hur ried against their will. The method adopted by a manager to get a good day's work out of them is to go among them and talk freely, allowing thorn op portunities of showing their wit, and then pit one gang against another. The native is particularly susceptible to this treatment. Natives usually reship ; Chinese never do, but they haunt a plantation after the expiration of their contract, gambling with the hands, sell ing them smuggled opium and liquor. The native, like the child that he is, gives them all he earns in exchange for liquor which he cannot resist. Con tracts, which are usually for one to three years, c ill for ten hours work per day, but the days'they work s . long are few and far between. At the Koloa mill they were grinding from 1 o'clock in the morning tilt 6 in the evening, with a separate gang for eight and day, making eight and a half hours all told, including the dinner hour. Hands employed at feeding the rollers knocked off shortly after 3 o'clock in the afternoon. This is one of the oldest plantations in the kingdom, and never has had any trouble with its men. The Drakeman'a Story. A brakeman on the Erie railroad tells the following story: During the heavy rush of freight last summer I had been on duty for thiee days and nights, and was completely jaded out. Betweon Deposit and Hancock .our train broke in two, and, running together again, caused a wreck. I went back to flag the first approaching train. After going what I considered a. proper distance, I sat down on the outside of the rail to wait. I was soon asleep with my head leaning on my hand, and my f aoe turned on the track. I dreamed I was lying on the track, and that the Atlantio express ran mo down, cutting off both my arms and mangling me so terribly that I could not possibly survive. I awoke with a start, and there, within forty feet of me, was the headlight of a locomo tive, bearing down upon me at the rate of forty miles an hour. 1 grabbed my red lantern and sprang from the track, and as I did so the engineer saw -me; there was a whistle of down brakes, and the train was saved. It was the Atlantio eipress I saw in my dream. Two Hands. A little hand, a fair, soft hand, Dimpled and sweet to kiss ; No sculptor ever carved from ttona A lovelier hand than ww. A hand as idle and M white As lilies On their stems ; Dazzling with roey ftngnr-tipa, Dazzling with crusted gems. Another hand a tired, old baud. Written with many linos ; A faithful, weary hand, whereon The pearl of great price shines ! For folded, as the winged fly Sleeps in (he chrysalis, Within this little palm I see That lovelier hand than thin. Harriet rrencotl Spojford. II I'M Oil OP THE BAY. President Arthur is appointing chiefly tall men to office. He is right The American people want officials whom they can look up to. Lowell Citizen. Tommy don't like fat meat One day the steak was very fat "Tommy,1' asked the ' professor, " will you have some beefsteak?' "Yes, .sir; but I don't want any that has pork all round it." Eight out of every ten men in this oounty will do more hard work to trace back the pedigree of a horse or a dog than to establish the fact that they were related to the most noble king of Europe. Detroit Free Prtt. A Cleveland man was robbed in broad daylight, and the Leader Bpoke of it as an untimely proceeding. But if a man is to be robbed does it make any differ ence to him whether it be done in day light or dark J Saturday Nigid. Teacher: "John, what are your boots made of ?' Boy: "Of leathor." "Where does the leather come from V "From the hide of the ox." "What animal, therefore, supplies yon with boots and gives you meat to eat V "My father." He slipped quietly in at the door, but catching sight of an inquiring face over the stair rail, said : "Sorry so late, mv dear ; couldn't get a car before." "So the cars were full, too." said the lady; and further remarks were un necessary. Boston Bulletin. How dear to my heart la the school I attendod, And how I remember, bo distant and dim, That red-headed Bill, and the pin that I bended And carefullv put on the bench ruiderluml And how I recall the surprise of the master, When Dill gave a yell and sprang np with the pin So high that his bullet-head busted the plaster Above, and the scholars all set np a grin. That aotive boy Billy, that high-leaping Billy That lond-shouting Billy that sat on a pin When little Belle was two years old she used to admire the full moon very much ; but when her aunt pointed put the new moon she exclaimed, in the most distressed tone, "Oh, 'tis broken! 'tis broken I" Johnny, who was just learning to talk, being asked if he saw the new moon, said : "Yes, I see the rind of it." By a large majority the people of the United States have declared their faith in Kidney-Wort as a remedy for all the diseases of the kidneys and liver. Some, however, have disliked the trouble of preparing it from the dry form. For snch a new candidate appears in the shape of Kidney -Wori in liquid form. It is very concentrated, is easily taken and is equally efficient as the dry. Try It. Louisville Courier-Journal Owned to Ills Record. The editor was sitting in his revolt ing cane bottomed chair when Tornado Tom, the traveling terror of, Texas, came in and demanded retraction of the statement that he had swindled an orphan out of Zi- . " It's a lie clear through," said the Terror, striking the table with his fist, " I'm as good a man as smells the atmosphere in this flection." "Perhaps you are better," said the editor, meekly. "My reoord'U compare favorably with yourn," eaid the Terror, with a sneer; " perhaps there are a few little back rackets in your life, sir, that wouldn't bear a microsoopio investiga tion." "Oh, air," said the editor, visibly agitated, "don't recall the past; don't bring up the memories of the tomb; j know I've led a hard life I don't deny it I killed Shorty Barnes, the Bowery boy of New York hacked him all to pieces with a knife. ' I have atoned for, it a thousand times. I blew a man's head off at a log-roll in Kentucky, and bitterly have I repented of my folly. I slew a lot of inoffensive citizens of Omaha over a paltry four-dollar pot simply because I got exoited. Oh, could I but cheat the tomb of the men I have placed in its maw I would be happy. But it was all owing to my high temper and lack of early training. I know that I have been wayward, wicked, and you have a right to come here and recall those unhappy memo ries; but it's mean for all that No body with a heart would treat a man like you have me. Don't leave, stranger; I'll tell you all. I sawed a man's head oflf with an old army saber just for" The Texas Terror was downstairs and half way around the corner, while the editor, taking a fresh chew of rattle snake twist, continued his peaceful avocations as quietly as a law-abiding citizen. Salt Lake fabune. The bootblacks of London are divi ded into sooietiea. One of them known as the Saffron Hill, numbering sixty, six members, earned in tho last twelvs months about $1M,000.
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