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VOL. Gl.
J AKE-rr—r-r
SIMMONS
LIVER REGULATOR
For all Diseases of ihc
liver, Kidneys, Stomach and Spleen.
This purely vegetable pre
paration, now so celebrated a-, a
Family Medicine, originated in
the South in IS VS. It acti
(ji'iitly on the liavvrls and
Kidneys and corrects the
action i-2 the Liver, and is, there
fore, the liosi prepnrutory
medicine, whatever the sick
ness may prove to i>e In all
common diseases it will, un
assisted by any other medi
cine, effort u speedy cure.
The Regulator is safe to administer in any
condition of the system, and under no circum
stances can it do harm. It will invigorate
like a glass of wine, but is no intoxicating bever
age to lead to intemperance; will promote di
gestion, dissipate headache, and goner
aliy tone up the system. The dose is small,
not unpleasant, and its virtues undoubted.
No loss of time, no inter
ruption or stoppage of
business while taking the
Regulator.
Children complaining of
Colic, Headache, or sick
Stomach, a teaspoonful or
more will give relief.
If taken occasionally bv pa
tients exposed to MALARIA,
w id expel the poison and protect
them from attack.
A PHYSICIAVS OPINION.
1 have been practicing medicine for twenty years,
and have never been able to put up a vegetable
compound tb.at would, like Simmons Liver Regu
lator, promptly and effectively move the Liver to
action, and at the same time aid (instead of weak
cni. g the digestive and assimilative powers of the
system, I. M. HINTON, M. D., Washington, Ark.
SEE THAT YOU CF.T TUB GENUINE.
ritKt'.'.KPn rv
J. H. Zeilin & Co., Philadelphia, Pa,
THEIR LUNCH PARTY.
'Lou,' said preity little Mrs. Wal
ton, to her young guest and sister-iu-
I law, 'I believe I'll give a lunch party.'
'Do,' assented Lou, promptly.
'Everybody has been so very polite to
you,' went on Mrs. Walton, *1 would
like to do something in return, and—'
'A lunch is the very easiest thing,
you indolent female,' finished Lou. 'I
know your tricks and your manners,
and now when shall it be V'
'Let me see,' began Mrs. Walton.
'To-morrow will be Saturday, and in
next week Tuesday is the church fes
tival, Wednesday that picnic—'
'And Thursday Mrs. Doctor Apple
ton goes back to Boston. She has said
it, and the law of the Medes and Per
sians are brittle compared to her word,'
interpolated Lou.
'llow about her son. There, don't
blush, my dear. Of course we must
have Mrs. Appleton, and there is no
alternate but to set aur luncheon for
Monday. It is a poor day for sucu an
undertaking, for everything will have
to be done the same day, but it's Hob-
Sou's choice. You write the notes.
like a good soul, and we'll have Tom
send up his office boy at uoon to deliv
er them.'
So that Friday afternoon thirty-two
of the elite ,of Brockton's permanent
aud summer adult female resideuts
were duly informed that Mrs. Thomas
Walton would be happy to see them at
luncheon Monday, at one o'clock, to
meet Miss Walton.
'We'll just have one extravagance,'
said Mrs. Tom, coaxingly, to her big,
handsome husband, the same evening.
'You must write down to Keppler's for
three dozen of his chicken pates, to
come up on the 9.05 train, Monday.
Be sure it's the 9.05. That'll be such
a relief, Lou, one tiling to depend upon
made out of the house.'
'Yes, indeed,' acquiesced Lou, 'and
your Aunt Helen told me a little while
ago she would get up early Monday
morning, and make two large loaves of
her famous White Mountain cake ;
send it over fresh and frosted by eleven
o'clock.'
'She's a darling,' said Mrs. Tom,
enthusiastically. 'Now I feel as if we
should distinguished ourselves. I'm
counting on you for your unapproach
able peach ice cream and shrimp salad,
and I'll manage to worry through the
wine jelly. Sarah must out do herself
on the raised biscuit, small and fresh,
but not warm, you know.'
'Yes,' said Lou, 'arid I've got a new
idea about the salad—that clever Mrs.
Ellis gave it to me. Take perfect, firm
tomatoes, not too ripe, scald and peel
them and slice olf the tops ; then scoop
out the inside and mix it with the
shrimps and chopped hard boiled eggs.
Pour over the filling a mayonnaise
dressiug and return to the tomato
shells. It makes such a pretty looking
dish, and the salad is easily eaten out
of its red cup.'
'Lou, you are an inspiration,' cried
Kate ; 'the fame of this luncheon will
go thundering down the ages. Brock
ton has never eaten salad from a toma
to. Tom, I'm glad I married iotu the
family. Your sister's intellect makes
up for your—' but Tom had fled.
The first set back occurred Sunday
morning, and it came double. The
milkman who had been spoken to on
Saturday, to bring cream, announced
when he came Sunday morning that lie
couldn't promise it, and Mrs. Tom, who
had made her.wine jelly Saturday eve
ning, when she slipped down cellar af
ter breakfast just to take a peep at its
condition, felt her heart drop way
down into her little bronze slippers as
she confronted the rows of watery-look
ing moulds.
She llew up stairs and beckoned L m
from the dining-room.
'lt won't harden !' she whispered,
hoarsely.
'What ?' demanded Lou, startled by
her tragic man iter.
'The jelly,'and then two pairs of
slipper heels clicked down the wooden
stairway.
Lou looked and shook her head.
'lt must be taken out and melted up,
and more gelatine added, and more
wine.'
' 'lt ought to be done to day,' suggest
ed Mrs. Tom.
'Now,' said Lou, laconically. 'You
go and get the wine, and I'll put the
gelatine to soften. Then just before
church I'll slip jut and put it together
again. Yes, I know it's Sunday, but
it's got to be done, and I'll go straight
to church from the cellar.'
Kate laughed,and the programme was
duly carried out.
In the afternoon Mis. Tom and her
sisler-in law were obliged to discuss
the cream question.
'We must have it to-night, or yery
early in the morning, 'said Kate. 'The
only place I know of is down at Sammy
Dunn's, over the creek. lie keeps
cows and sells cream.'
'Oh, yes,l know the place,' said Lou.
•beyond the old mill. I'll take the chil
dren aud walk down theie now. Don't
frown, we always go for a walk, you
know, and I'll tell them Sunday-school
stories all the way.
And this irrepressible young woman
picked up her hat, calling to the three
young Waltons as she ran down the
steps.
In about an hour the party returned.
They brought some cream, with the
promise of more in the morning, and
they also brought young Doctor Apple
ton. The former was put on the ice,
aud the latter on the piazzt with Lou
to'entertain him. with Mrs. Tom gave
the children their early supper of bread
and milk.
The shadows were lengthening when
Tom Walton came up the walk.
'Kate,' he said to his wife when she
presently appeared, 'l've been over to
your Aunt Helen's. She's in bed, try
ing to fight off one of her nervous head
aches.'
A simultaneous exclamation of dis
may buist from the lips of the two la
dies.
'Why, what's the matter?' asked
Tom, surprised. 'Aunt Helen's ner
vous headaches are not alarming.'
'I must go right over there said his
wife, jumping up. 'Doctor,'—a sud
den thought striking her—'don't you
know of any remedy that will ward oil
a regulation nervous headache for a
day ? It is positively necessary that
Aunt Ilelen does not succumb for an
other twenty-four hours.'
•Oh, positively,' broke in Lou, who
saw visions of a cakele3s lunch. 'There
will be no reward too great for you,
Dr. Appletou, if you can delay this at
tack !'
'Will there not ?' asked the young
man, quietly looking down at Lou in a
way that made the treacherous color
show in her cheeks. 'lf my compensa
tion is to be so unlimited,' he went on,
taking his hat and facing Mrs. Tom at
the foot of the steps, 'I shall certainly
try for it.'
lie did not come bick. but sent a
goodnight by Kate, who reported Aunt
Ilelen sleeping quietly from til Doctor's
potion.
By ten o'clock Tom yawned and be
lieved he would go up stairs, and when
he had fairly gone Lou unfolded a
startling slieme.
'Kate, we can't depend on your
aunt,'she began. 'We may have the
cake to make in the morning. At any
rate there's the house to put in order,
the (lowers to arrange, the table to lay,
the salad to make—and noon comes
soon. If you help me a little I'll make
the ice cream to night, and then in
the morning it will only he a question
of twenty minutes to re-pack it. Sun
day really ends at sundown, you know,
and besides, we've been so wicked all
day about this dreadful luncheon, a lit
tle extra back sliding wont make much
difference.'
Two hours later Tom Walton, a
roused by a heavy thud-thud ! opened
his eyes. His wire was not at his side,
and the thud-thud ! came now plainly
from somewhere at the back of the
house. Thoughts of burglars, mid
night assassins and what not, flitted
through his brain as he hurried into
some cloihes and, taking his pistol,
stole softly down the staiis.
The sitting and dining rooms were
dark ; the kitchen, also, had no light,
but from the wood-shed beyond came a
little glimmer, and he caught the sub
dued murmur of voices and the regular
thud-thud that had awakened him.
He crossed the kitchen and gently
pushed the door ajar to see—the lovely
MILLIIEIM, PA., THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 24., 1887.
A PAPER FOB THE HOME CIRCLE
wife of his bosom, with skirts kilted a
bovo her ankles, ami rubbers on over
her slippers, ladling broken ico and salt
into a patent ice cream freezer, while
his stylish young sister, equally kilted
and rubbered, was swinging an axe
with all her force, broadside upon an
old canvass bag, filled with ice.
'There,'said Kate, 'you've got e
uougli, Lou—and now we're through.'
And then they both turned and saw
Torn standing in the doorway, pistol in
hand.
Tableau.
'Kate,' whispered Lou, tapping at
her door by six o'clock the next morn
ing, 'it has poured all night—is rain
ing now ; hot water, too ; a nasty, sul
try, August day, and the vegetable
man has just come, with no tomatoes.'
That was the way morning began,
and ilie plot thickened as it progressed.
There was so much to be done and so
little time to do it in ; the rain kept
the children indoors and underfoot at
every turn ; the 9.05 train came in
with the pates ; every store in the vil
lage was ramsncked in vain for toma
toes, Monday being a poor day for veg
etables ; and at eleven oclock lien,
Aunt Helen's gardener.came oyer with
only a handful of llowers—'for you see,
Miss Walton,' he explained to Lou,
'the rain has beat down everything, all
the jeerayniirus and the verbeanyas and
roses and eyerythin'.'
llut he brought the cake, tempting
and delicious, and Lou's heart beat
with a thick ihrob. as she saw the fruit
of I)r. Appletou's skill, and her cheeks
Hushed, then paled, as she recalled his
meaning look of the night before, when
he had started out to try his remedy !
And whether there was a secret mag
ic in the snowy loaves or not, from the
moment they arrived things bettered.
lieu solved the tomato problem and
made the new salad possible, by trudg
ing back to Aunt Helen's vines and
gleaning sulhcient for their use ; a
friend who had a greenhouse thought
fully sent down a great box of lovely
flowers, and Tom came in with a des
patch that the pates would come at
12.15, and also a basket of choice fruits
which was the gentleman's contribu
tion to the entertainment.
And th© jelly hardened beautifully,
the ice cream was smooth and solid,
the yellow salad in its ruby nests would
have tempted a king, and the Qrst guest
did not suspect that tfie tall, dignified
young women in a cool-looking, layen
der muslin, with a bunch of scarlet
flowers in her belt,had left the kitchen,
after a long morning of unremitting
toil, only fifteen minutes before,to rush
up stairs and don her furbelows.
'A most charming lunch-party,' said
Mrs. Dr. Appleton to her son that
evening, 'and Miss Walton is really a
very pretty and well bred young person.
like dignity and self-possession, and
she has both, and 1 believe she made
the peach ice cream, which was simply
worthy of a cordon bleu. 1
So young Dr.Appleton had his august
mamma's approval when he asked Lou
that same evening, a little later on the
moonlight piazza of her brother's home,
if he might name the reward he claim
ed for the restoration of Aunt Helen.
You can guess what it was, bat not
eyerybody knows that a wedding before
the next Christmas was the out-come
of their 'lunch party.*
Do Birds Fly Down ?
I sco f in a back number of St.
Nicholas, that one of your young cor
respondents appeals partly to me in
regard to birds flying down. But all
who have written seem so well posted
that I doubt if I con add anything to
their knowledge.
However, 1 have seen a California
quail, a wood-dove, and a humming
bird fly downward ; but in slow-flyers
with large wings and heavy bodies,
the wings are used more or less as
parachutes in going dowu ; in other
words, the birds spread their wings,
and rely upon gravity. This I have
noticed in the sand-hill cranes in their
migrations along the Sierra Mad res.
A flock, of say a hundred, will mount
upward in a beautiful spiral, flashing
in the sunlight, all the while uttering
loud, discordant notes, until they at
tain an attitude of nearly a mile above
the sea level. Then they form in
regular lines, and soar away at an
angle that in five miles or so will
bring them within one thousand feet
of the earth. Then they will stop
and begin the spiral upward move
ment again until a high elevation is
reached, when away they go again
sliding downhill in the air, toward
their winter home. It is very evident
that a vast amount of muscular ex
ertion is saved in this way. In some
of these slides that I have watched
through a glass, birds would pass
from three to four miles,l should judge,
without flapping their wings.—C. F.
HOLDER in "St. Nicholas.'*
HARD TIMES.
There.are chronic grumblers among
farmers as well as those engaged in
other pursuits. Indeed, we have seen
farmers so addicted to fault finding,
that let the season be ever no favorable,
their crops never so abundant, and
Dl ices of farm produce never so high,
they would continue to grumble and
complain of hard times. A farmer
often finds ttie hard-times' excuse a
sufficient reason for leaving the old
homestead and trying his luck else
where ; perhaps in the far West. But
for such, there is no spot on earth that
can suit them, and where ever they go,
hard times will be the burden of tlieir
song.
A few days since we accidentally
met one of these chronic grumbling
farmers. lie was an old acquaintance
from a town not far away from Augus
ta. After the usual salutations, on
being asked if there was anything new
he replied : 'Nothing stirring except
hard times, and that is nothing new.'
We replied that we were not aware
that times were uncommonly hard, but
on the contrary, thought that they
were quite good for farmers. He an
swered : 'You are mightily mistaken ;
that times were so hard that farmers
found it very difficult to support their
families and raise money enough to pay
taxes, and as for himself,he had almost
made up his mind to sell out, and go
where lands were cheaper and better.'
We expressed our regret at such a
state of things ; told him that we and
several of our friends were laying in
our supplies, and would take some of
his produce and pay him cash for it ;
that if he would bring in a few cords
of seasoned hard wood we would pay
him six dollars per cord, but he said he
had none cut, not even enough for bis
own use. We told him we would find
a chance for him to sell a few tons of
good hay, at fourteen dollars per ton
delivered, but he said 'he expected to
have to buy to keep out bis own stock.'
Then we offered him a dollar a bushel
for nice home-grown corn, twenty-five
cents per pound for good butter, gfty
cents per bushel for oats and sixty for
good potatoes, but the auswer was the
same in each'case, 'I have none to
spare.'
On inquiry we learned that he had
one hundred acres of good land, of
which sixty acres were cleared and in
grazing or mowing; that he had twenty
five .acres in old growth wood and
fifteen acres in sprout-land ; that his
thirty acres of mowing did'not yield
over twelve tons of hay ; that his pas
ture was largely grown up to bushes ;
that he kept a horse and no oxen ; that
he had three boys from twelve to
eighteen years of age ; that nis house
was out of repair, barn roof leaky .fenc
es down, and that they all had to work
like dcgs, "to make the strap meet and
buckle," and sometimes they fell be
hind and were obliged to get in debt.
We made up our mind that it was
hard times with him,and always would
be, no matter where he might pitch his
tent. When a man with one hundred
acres of nice Kenebec county land,with
help enough to carry on his farm with
out hiring, with no sickness or other
similar drawbacks, was willing to con
fess that he had raised nothing to sell
and found it hard to make both ends
meet, we knew that the trouble was
with him, and not with his farm. The
fact that he kept a horse and no oxen,
was a sucpicious circumstance of itself,
and when we know that that horse may
be seen almost any afternoon hitched
up on Water street, we can well under
stand the cause of hard times on that
farm.
WA&HINGTON.
(Correspondence of the N. Y. Observer.)
A few days ago J conversed with an
Indian of a tribe that was new to me.
lie was a Catawba, a name familiar to
me only in its application to a grape
fruit, of a popular variety. Upon con
sulting an atlas, in common use a hun
dred and fifty years ago,l found Cataw
ba ltiver, and Catawba village,in South
Carolina's northeastern border. And
there, in proximity to what was then
the southern boundary of North Car
olina, lived the small tribe of Catawba
Indians. They were peaceable, indus
trious cultiyators of the soil, and in
clined to Christianity. By grant from
the colonial government, they occupied
twenty-five square miles of territory ;
but, in course of time, the whites as
usual began to encroach upon their
land without leave or license. At
length the South Carolina government
induced them to lease their fields at a
nominal rent; but, finally, even that
satisfaction was denied them. At pres
ent less than a hundred of these In
dians suryive. Their chief with whom
I conversed was educated in Georgia.
Secretary Bayard does some good
things, and one of the most recent was
his lecommendation on the 28th of Jan
uary to the United States Senate Com
mittee on Foreign Relations, condemn
ing the claim of Pelletier on the Hay- :
tien Government for pecuniary dam-1
ages, because he was imprisoned in!
Terms, SI.OO per Year, in Advance.
Ilayti for slave-dealing, a thing which
ho claimed violated no law of that
island. You may remember the arbi
trator, ex-Judge Strong, to whom it
had been referred by the parties,award
ed Pelletier $57,000. Our Department
of State declares that it is not right
that the Ilaytien Government should
not pay it.
Washington and Georgetown are to
have a cable railway some miles in
length, the fare to be five cents. After
several amendments the bill was adopt
ed in the House on January 28th, by a
vote of 155 to 72. One condition is
that all of the iron to be used in its
construction shall be American.
The Senate has passed a measure
utilizing agricultural colleges as agri
cultural experiment stations, working
in harmony in that service, for the in
formation and benefit of farmers in gen
eral ; the Congressional appropriation
to each State and Territory for that
national service to be $15,000. It is to
be hoped that the bill will become a
law.
Another good bill offered in the Sen-,
ate the same day originated with Mr.
Edmunds, though offered by Senator
lugalls, of Kansas. It provides for the
establishment (in the District) of an
Inebriates' Hospital and Reformatory.
If it shall prove as useful an Institution
as that which, in New York City, is
superintended by Capt. Bunting,Wasb
ingtonians will admit it to be a public
blessing. A greater still would be the
extinction of the drunkard-makers.
Miss Frances E. Willard and her tem
perance co-workers in Washington pre
fer the latter method, and are holding
meetings to that end. A. L. S.
A TEXAS TRAGEDY.
A Stockton lawyer was at the big
city by the Bay tte other day, and
while watching a large funeral wind
slowly along the hills he was accosted
by a tall fe'low, whose sun-burned face
was eayesboarded by the wide brim of
a slouch hat.
'Could you tell me,' asked the strang
er politely, 'whose turnout that is ?'
'Yes, sir,' answered the man,sharply.
'Thank you. And whose is it ?'
'The undertaker's,'
'Ah ! And may I ask who the corpse
was V
'You may.'
'Thank you. And who was he ?'
'A lawyer.'
'A '
• The stranger paused as if doubtful of
his ears, looked at the man earnestly,
and asked, in an eager, you-don't-say
so sort of a voice :
'Did you say a lawyer ?'
'Yes, sir; a lawyer.'
'll'm ; that's strange.'
'I don't see anything strange about
it,'retorted the attorney, slightly net
tled.
'Well,' explained the other, suavely,
'you see, we don't bury lawyers that
way in Texas, where I come from.'
'.Not ?'
'No. When a lawyer dies there we
put him in the third story of a vacant
building, you know.'
He paused with aggravating calm
ness.
'Well ?'
'Ana then we go up the next day and
the corpse is goue.'
•Gone V
'Yes, sir.'
'Gone where ?'
•That's the mystery,'replied the Tex
an, shrugging his shoulders, 'no body
knows where.
'Why, that is the strangest thing I
ever heard of.'
'Yes,' said the mild Texan, 'but that
ain't the queerest thing about it, eith
er.'
'No V
'There's a terrible smell of brimstone
left in the room.'
They parted with mutual dislike.
Kate Field Talks About "The
Men."
Miss Kate Field made a little speech
after a dinner given the other night
by a local post of the Grand Army of
the Republic. She was asked to re
spond to the highly original toast:
"The Men." She said:
"When the Commander of this gal
lant Post invited me to be present this
evening I accepted with pleasure, as
some of my dearest friends belong to
the Grand Army. But when your
Commander blandly insinuated that
he wanted me to say something I
hesitated, as there was nothing for me
to talk about, all the toasts having
been assigned to eloquent speakers.
Then it occurred to me that I might
say a good word for the men, God
bless them 1 They have so long toast
ed the women as to make it but fair
that they at last should be toasted by
a woman. They have too long had
the field to themselves. For nearly
6,000 years they have been talking.
But as there is as much sex in mind
as there is in matter we have seen all
things in profile. Now, an artist will
NO. 8.
tell you that the two aides of the same
face are not exactly alike. I pray,
' therefore, let us have the other profile
" around your camp-fire, whereby we
- may see the entire face, gaze into the
; tell-tale eyes, and thus get at the soul
of all things. Pray, who does the
greater part of speaking in private,
' Mr. or Mrs. Claudle ? Were I a man
. I should bail public speaking by wo
, men as a blessing in disguise. When
Vesuvius is in a state of eruption Et
na is quiet If tradition be correct
1 women are not lacking in fluency of
diction. Indeed, it has been seriously
questioned whether women partake of
celestial joys, because once upon a
time there was silence in Heaven for
the space of half an boor. Tben, if
precedent be required, women can
trace back their oratorical privileges
much farther than men, for Eve was
the original orator. It is to the per
. suasive, after-dinner pleading—for it
was you remember, after the apples—
that wo owe all knowledge. So, in
behßlf of my suppressed oratorical sex
I took the men—God bless them !
Said I to your Commander: 'No
speech at your camp-fire should be
longer than five minutes.' 'Good
gracious!' be replied, 'do you think
you can do justice to men in five min
utes ?' No ; but in less tban that
brief period I can give some sign of
my appreciation. A child may wor
ship the stars and yet be unable to se
lect one bright particular planet tor
future abode. An ardent fisherman
in a cane-brake may seek for the best
rod until be emerges on the farther
side. So a single woman may re
spond most warmly to this toast for
the special reason that she is com
mitted to no particular type and is
held responsible for no selection. First
of all let me assert that the one great
virtue in man loved and admired by
all womanhood is courage. In this
assembly of boys with gray beards,on
whose breasts shine the bronze stars
made out of cannon captured from the
enemy, I stand surrounded by physi
cal courage,and if your moral courage
and your intelligence it the ballot-box
be equal to your still sturdy right
arms this Republic will be perpetuat
ed and honored by the same Grand
Army—by its noble remnants at least
—that saved the cause of liberty
twenty-five years ago."
What to Teach Oar Daughters.
At a social gathering, says the
Charleston, 8. C. Dispatch , some one
proposed this question ; "What shall
I teach my daughter ?'" The following
replies were handed in :
Teach her that 100 cents make sl.
Teach her how to arrange the parlor
and the library.
Teach her to say "No," and mean it,
or "Yes," and stick to it.
Teach her how to wear a calico dress,
and to wear it like a queen.
Teach her how to sew on buttons,
darn stockings and mend gloves*
Teach her to dress for health and
comfort, as well as for appearance.
Teach her to cultivate flowers and to
keep the kitchen garden.
Teach her to make the neatest room
in the house.
Teach her to have nothing to do with
intemperate or dissolute young men.
Teach her that tight lacing is un
comely, as well as injurious to health.
Teach her to regard .the morals and
habits, and not money, in selecting her
associates.
Teach her to observe the old rule,
"A place for everything, and every,
thing in its place."
Teach h6r that music, drawing and
painting are real accomplishments in
the home, and are not to be neglected if
there be time and money for their use.
Teach her the important truism,
"That the more she lives within her in
come the more she will save, and tbe
further she will get away from tbe poor
house."
Teach her that a crood,steady,church
going mechanic, farmer, clerk,or teach
er, without a cent, is worth more tban
forty loafers or non-producers in.broad
cloth.
Teach her to embrace every opportu
nity for reading, and to select such
books as will give her tbe most useful
and practical information, in order to
make the best progress in earlier as well
as later home and school life.
A teacher in a San Francisco public
school was informed by a lawyer at 2 p.
m. that she was heir to $200,000. He
expected lo hear her whoop and to see
her grab her bonnet and run, but in
stead of that she calmly replied: "I
will hear the class in geography, lick
three boys, aud be at your office in an
hour."
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