6 THE WILD GOOSE. A'fcwirt a trackless depth that curves fn God's majestic lines. We wing a course that never swerves For mar: or man's designs. K > need have we for chart by day. Or compass rude by night— A Mind that made us gives us way. And guides our steady flight. The buildings of a million hands Lie grov'lihg far below; Created at proud man's commands. Whose lust, as well, we know. Be his the earth. Be ours the blue That veils eternity, From whence beneath our pinions true His sprawling home we see. Be ours a frozen South and North | ynmarred by tread or word; i Where naught of mildness issues forth, ! Nor human voice is heard, i And ours the secrets of the green i That cloaks the wide morass, j Where 'neath a tropic sun wo preen j 'Mid wastes of sedgy grass. I From zone to zone, from goaL to goal. Within a day we fly. Our limits stretch from pole to pole— Our path the boundless sky And when to glut your appetites We yie'.d our bodies, slain. Know well we've seen a thousand sights For which you long in vain. —Edwin L. Sabin. in Saturday Evening Post. ICopyrlght, 1899. by F. Tennyson Neely.l CHAPTER XVIII.—CONTINUED. Again the blood rose guiltily to Billy's cheek. Not yet had he made his peice with his conscience and that \aliied counselor and invaluable friend fioui whose good graces he seemed to Lave fallen entirely. Not once had oppor tunity been afforded in which to speak and open his heart to him. As forwrit- Ing, thatseemed impossible. Billy ;ould handle almost any implement ietter than a pen. But even in the fev min utes left him in which to think In knew that now at least he must "face tae mu sic,' * like the man his father would have him be, even though it tooi more nerve than did that perilous dash on the Tagal works that Sunday norning. Billy would rather do that twee over than have to face Armstrongs stern, searching eyes, and hear again lie cold, almost contemptuous tone in vhieh the colonel said to him the day tie doctor led his vanquished and hysterical charmer from the room: "IMi't try to thank, man; try to think what you risk —what you deserve to lose —far putting yourself in the power of sucha woman." From that day until this, Jere on the banks of the swift-runningl'asig, they had not met at all; and it seemed to Gray as though Armstrong had aged a year. 'l'iiere was a lump *ni his throat as he went straight up to the col—el, his blue eyes never flinching, though thev seemed to fill, and bravely spoke. "Col. Armstrong, I have aa explanation that I owe to you. Will you jjive me a Cew minutes on the gallery?" "Certainly, Gray," was the calm re ply; and the youngster led the way*. It was a broken story. It to.d ot his desperation and misery through Can kcr's persecution, of his severe illness, then of the utter weakness and prost ra tion; then her coming, and with her comfort, peace, reassurance, gradua return to health, and with that.gradual surrender to his nurse's fascinations. Then her demand upon him, lier plea, her final insistence that he should prove his gratitude and devotion by getting for her those dangerous letters, and his weakness in letting her believe he could and would do so. That was the situa tion when they went onto Manila; and Armstrong knew the rest knew that but for his timely aid she might have triumphed over his repentance; but Armstrong had come, had vanquished her and poor Latrobe's last wishes were observed. The fateful packet contain ing the three letters that were most im portant was placed in his uncle's trem bling hand. "But how was it—what was it that so utterly crushed her?" asked Billy, when the colonel had once more extended his hand. "The evidences of her own forgery, her own guilt," said Armstiong, gia\e lv. "One was the order *lie wrote in excellent imitation of her husband s Land and signature, authorizing the changing of guard arrangements on the wharf the evening Stewart saileu. Ihe other was a note in pencil, also purport ing to come from him, directing old Keeny— you remember the generals Irish orderly—to search for a packet ot letters that had come by mail, and must be in the general's tent, either about his desk or overcoat, and to brin" them at once to room number so and so at the palace. Of course, neither the general nor Garrison was there when he arrived with them, but she was.and with all her fascinations. She got the Irishman half drunk, and told him a piteous story and made ln.n swear he'd never tell the general or anvbody. If questioned he could plead he had gone out, and —'got a little tub with the boys. 1 She gave him money— a big hit, too; and he got more than full." The very vehemence of his de nials made me suspect him," said Arin stron"; "but he was firm when exam ined. "'l'he general never required him to remain at the tent at night. Be could goto town any evening he wished; and to cover his appearing at the Palace where the general long had a room, and where he was well known, he could say he was only into have :i word with one of the housemaids, ami to give Mrs. Garrison a handkcrchie! one of the ladies must have dropped But one thing she failed in—getting tht letter back. Keeny had left it at cam[ in the pocket of his old blouse, ant when he sobered up and all the ques tions were asked he hung outo it in case the truth came out, in order that he might save himself from punish ment. But it broke him—he got to drinking efteuer. and the general had to send him to his regiment; and then when he heard of Canker's charge against you, I saw the way to wring the truth out of him. He worshiped your father, as did every Irish dragoon that ever rode under him; anil 1 told him you were to be brought to trial for the crime. Then he broke down and gave the truth—and her penciled order —to me." In the silence that followed the sol dier of 40 and the lad of only ill sat looking gravely into each other's face. It was Armstrong who spoke again: "Gray, it was manly in you to tell me your story and jour trouble. I could help you here; but —who can help you when you have to tell it —next time?" "Next time?—father, do you mean?" queried Gray, a puzzled look in liis blue eyes. "I hadn't thought, do you know, to worry dear old dad —unless he asked." Armstrong's grave face grew dark. "You ought to know what I mean, Gray. This story may come up when least you think for, and —would you have it told Miss Lawrence before she hears it from you?" "Miss Lawrence," answered Hilly, flushing, "isn't in the least interested." "Do you mean that you are not-—that you were not engaged to her.'" The colonel had been gazing out over the swirling river; but now, with curious contraction of brows, with a strong light in his eyes, he had turnec full 011 the young officer. "Engaged to her! Do you stppose I could have been —been such ai ass if she would have had me? No! She — she had too much sense." It was full a minute befort Arm strong spoke again. For a few seconds he sat motionless, gazing steadily into Gray's handsome, blushing fac; then he turned once more and looled out over the I'asig and the scarred level of '.lie rice fields beyond. And the long slant of the sunshine on distan towers and neighboring roofs and ccpse and wall, and the unlovely' landscape seemed all tinged with purple laze and tipped with gold.' The blare of a«bugle summoning the men to supperseemed softened by distance, or sorn' new, strange intonation, and gave tothe tig- icst of all our service calls tie effect if soft, sweet melody; and tli re was sympathy and genuine feeling in the ieep voice as he once again leld out lis hand to Billy. "Forgive me. lad, for I judjed you nore harshly than you deserve!." One lovely summer-like evening some ive weeks later, in long-, lieavinsrtsurges lie deep blue waves of the Pacific came azily rolling' toward the palm-butdered >each at Waikito, bursting intosnowy oam on tlie pebbly strand, and softly lissiiig. swept like fleecy mantKupthe lope of wet. hard-beaten sanl. then >roke, lapping and whirling.^.lput tlie ine of the' many luxurious liorles that ot the curving line of the ba'to the •ast of Honolulu. Dimly outlned in he fairy moonlight, the shadow* moun ains of the Waianai range lay lw upon he western horizon. East wed the ,are. bold, volcanic uplieavalof Dia nond Head gleamed in bold iiief. re lecting the silver rays. Here 10 there hrough the foliage shone th«oft-ooj ,red tires of Chinese lanternstml far her awav, along the concave sore. dis ant electric lights twinkledike an gering signals to the starin the rault of blue, and the "riding "lits" of he few transports or warshi swing ng at anchor on the tide. From a little grove of palrolose to he low sea wall came the softnkle of »uitar, and now and then ajrst of joyous song, while under the sea ding •oof of the broad portico, or ai, the murmur of voices, the occasio ripple if musical laughter, the floay haze if cigarette smoke, told whet party if worshipers were gathered,bicing in the loveliness of nature 1 the night. . It was a reunited party, tand in the welcome of their winsom)stess, in the soft, soothing influemf that summer clime, and through tbaling tonic of the long sea voyage, fi that had been saddened by deep arty but a few weeks gone smiled glais into one another now. A tall gifaired man reclined in an easy loungchair, his ' yes intent on the clear-<»ce of a young soldier in trim whitiform, who. with much animation, veiling of an event in the recent oaign. By his side, her humid eyestwing his every gesture, sat a titlark, stvlish girl, whose hand frone to time crept forth to caress l:o evi dent case of sister worsliip.se at band another young fellow ittless white. his curly head bent fayard. his elbows on his knees, his J tips joining, was studying silente ef fect of his comrade's story other a fa : r girl whose sweet fareue and composed, was fully illifl by the silvery light of the unclouoon. "Coming by transport, viall'U "Gov's" cabled message haught father and sister to meet liiifaese famed "Cross-roads of the I'.aand whither they journeyed Amy *ice. too, must go, said they; and. port unity to see the land ofnial bloom and sunshine, and wesitli long. l"ong months of labor itirv ice of the Hed Cross, the girrill ingly accepted their invitatio led and provisioned, the pushed on for the seven-day rian Francisco; but the recoveribis long-lost son and the soft, rejot mospliere of the lovely yet i;is land group had so benefited "a'.e that in family council it lia<He cided wise for them to spcrek or ten days longer at the Ha waiian; and the boys had foulf fieulty in "holding over, fot g wick, that followed swift uponls of their own ship- Five jovou^d CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JULY 26, 1900. they together, and this, the fifth, had been spent in sightseeing beyond the lofty Pali of the northward side. The "O. & O." liner was coming in from Yokohama even as they drove away; and as they sat at dinner on the open lanai. long hours later, it had been mentioned by their host that the Sedg wick. too, had reached the harbor dur ing the afternoon, and that army peo ple were passengers on both liner and transport. Hilly Gray, for one, began to wish that dinner was over. He was eager to get the latest news from the Philippines, and the Sedgwick left Ma nila full a week behind their slower craft. "Did you hear who came with her?" he somewhat eagerly asked, "or on the Doric?" he continued, with less enthu siasm.. "I did not." was the answer—"that is, on the Sedgwick;" and the gentle man halted lamely and glanced fur tively and appealingly at his wife. There was that embarrassing, interrog ative silence that makes one feel the futility of concealment. It was Miss Lawrence who quickly came to his re lief and dispelled the strain on the sit uation. "I should fancy very few army peo ple would choose that roundabout way from Manila when they can come di rect by transport, and have the ship to themselves." "Well —er —yes; certainly, certain ly," answered the helpless master of the house, dodging now the warning and reproach in the eyes of his wiser mate at the other end of the table. The crack of a coachman's whip and the swift beat of trotting hoofs on the graveled road in front could be heard as he faltered on. The gleam of cab lights came floating through the north ward shrubbery. "Except, of course, when they happen tobbee —er —already, well, you know, at Hong-Kong or .Naga saki," he lamely concluded. There was an instant hurried glance exchanged- between Gray and l'rime. Then up spoke in silvery tone their hostess: "Other officers, you know, are or dered home. We have just heard to day that Col. Frost comes very soon. Ilis health seems quite shattered. I believe—you knew—of them —slightly that is to say, Miss Prime, did you not?" Hut even with her words she cast an anxious glance along the dim "She had too much sense." • reach of the lamai, for the pit-a-pat of footfalls, the swish of feminine dra peries was distinctly heard. Two dainty, white-robed forms came float ing' into view, and, with changing'color, their hostess suddenly arose and stepped forward to meet them. Just one second of silence intervened, then, all grace and gladness, smiles and cor diality, both her little hands out stretched, Mrs. Frank Garrison came dancing into their midst, her sister more timidly following. "Dear Mrs. Marsden, how perfectly" —kiss, kiss —"delicious! Yes, this is the baby sister I've raved to you about. We go right on with the Doric; but I had to bring her out with me that you might have just one glance at her. Why! Mr. Prime! Why, what could be more charming than to find you here? And 'Gov' too—you wicked boy! What won't Ido to you for never telling me you were in Manila? And Mildred!"—kiss, kiss—despite a pal pable dodge and heightened, color on the part of the half-dazed recipient. "And you, too, Miss Lawrence?" lioth hauds, but no kiss—one hand calmly accepted. "Ah, then 1 know how happy you are, Mr. Willie Gray!" beaming arched smiles upon that flushed and flustered young otlicer. Then, turning again to twine a jeweled arm about the slim waist of their hostess, to whom she clung as though defying any ef fort to dislodge, yet pleading for pro tection. "Who on earth could have foretold that, we of all people should have met out here —of all places? How long did you say you had been out here? A week? And of course, dear Mrs. Marsden has done everything to make it lovely for you. I should have died without her." And so the swift play of words went on, the rapid fire of her fluent tongue covering the movement of her allies and drowning all possi bility of reply. It was a>n odd and try ing moment. Mrs. Marsden, well know ing', as who in Honolulu did not, of Mrs. Frank's devotion to the young Meu tenant, barely six months agone was striving to welcome the shrinking little scare-faced thing that blindly and helplessly had drifted in in the elder sister's wake. The introductions that followed, after the American fashion, were as perfunctory as well-bred wom en can permit. The greetings were al most solemn, smileless, and, on part of Js'ita, fluttering to the verge of a faint; and nothing but Witchie's plucky and persistent support, and the light flow of airy chat and laughter, carried her through the ordeal. The two young soWiers stood stiffly back, ••e<!-fji;ed and black-brcve'i; the father, pallid and cold, could hardly force liitn self to unbend, yet his lips mumbled th« name "Mrs. Frost," as he bowed at presentation; Miss Prime stood erect and trembling; Miss Lawrence, with brave eyes but heightened color. To leave at once was impossible; to re main was more than embarrassment. Most gallantly did they battle, Mrs. Marsden and Mrs. Frank, to lift the wet blanket from the group and relieve the strain. Iteward came to crown their efforts in strange, unlooked-for fashion. [To Be Continued ! THE LITTLE MAH. lie Tlcklril n Crowd of Pnaarimera on a I able (or wltli III* llluffa. The Gilbert avenue car was slowly sliding down Walnut street to Fifth one rainy evening lately. It was wet and soggy on the rear platform, where several men stood, as usual, thinking more of their cigars than the comfort of being inside the vehicle, and every man looked as irritable as he felt. Every few paces a wet umbrella would be swung around the guard, to be im mediately followed by its owner, who, being a regular patron of the Gilbert avenue line, knew that if he got stand ing room on the car he must needs get ir. ahead of the crowd at Fifth and Walnut. Half way down the block one of those arrogant, authoritative individuals so often met with jabbed his umbrella against a little man just in front of him, and rudely bumped him as he scrambled up on the plat form, growling about people being so slow, and asking the little man, with fine sarcasm, if he was paralyzed. "No, 1 ain't," nrud the small fellow, who yas well dressed and apparently a gentleman, "but some one else will be in about a rrJnute." He was get ting red in the fate as his indignation swelled, and glared savagely at the lordly one. "Don't goto jabbing me with your cheap umbrella, you big stiff, or I'll smash your face. 1 got out of your way as quick as I could." The lordly one was plainly sur prised, as well as bluffed, and hastily asked the other's pardon, not, per hf.ps, for his rudeness, but for under estimating the small man's spirit. "Yes." said the. little man, still glar ing threateningly, "pardon—pardon. You're one of those big bluffers who insult people, and then when you're called you sneak behind excuses." >.'o more was said, but everybody looked admiringly at the little man and smiled contemptuously at the lfidlv one, whose arrogance had been transformed into two-spot humility.— Cincinnati Enquirer. QUEER TITLE PAGE. WhoM Awful Author Adopted Allit eration* Artful, A mil/, inn a»<l Appropriate. A book of extracts from various au thors many years ago adopted a pecul iar 'alphabetical and alliterative title mire, on which the contents of the book were displayed in a most in genious way. Every line began with a successive letter of the alphabet, upon which the whole line alliterated in a most extraordinary and grotesque fash ion, as may be seen from these few examples culled from the mass: Astonishing anthology from attrac tive authors- Broken bits from bulky brains. Choice chunks from Chaucer to Chau ning. Jewels of judgment and jets of jocu larity. Kindlings to keep from the king to the kitchen. Magnificent morsels from mighty minds. Numerous nuggets from notable noodles. Prodigious points from powerful pens. Quirks and quibbles from queer quar ters. Tremendous thoughts on thundering topics. Wisps of wit in a wilderness of words. Yawnings and yearnings for youth ful Yankees. Zeal and zest from Zoroaster to Zim merman.—Cincinnati Enquirer. Gullied l>>- WiMilom. A public notice was given in Leam ington, England, not long ago, which seemed to indicate that the parish of St. Paul's had some confidence in its own perspicacity as well as an un wavering trust in the wisdom of Provi dence. "A special prayer meeting will be held on Saturday next, at half past eleven o'clock, to entreat the Lord to give us a man of Ilis own choosing l'or the p.istor of St. Paul's. Such we b»lieve the Itev. 11. Linton, of Birken head, to be."—Youth's Companion. Sui'liil Gravitation. Beturned Tourist—What became of that fool, Saphead, who had more money than lie knew what to do with? Business Man—l don't remember him. Was he much of a fool? ' "Perfectly idiotic." "I presume he has dropped into so ciety."—X. Y. Weekly. \otliiiiK Hut Druw mill Paint. Yisitor—l hear you've had the cele brated Mr. Abbey, the artist, staying with you down here. Proprietor of Old-Fitshioned Inn— Yes, .sir; and he be the laziest, man I ever come across. He do nothing but dror and paint all day.—Phil May's Albun. An ISxplnnntion. Mrs. Chicory—That detestable Mrs. Ilashem was boasting to-day about how long she keeps her boarders. Mrs. Pruner—Oh. she keeps them sc thin that they look longer than thej really are.—Philadelphia Becord. No Clianßf, "What is your full name?" asked tin census-taker. "Eb'nezer Jagway," replied the mar of the house. "But it's jus' same w\.r • jiu"''. full."—Chicago Tribune. QUEEN OF SWAZILAND. Next to Power Thin Snvn«e Potentate Loves ti>e White Man'a Hum anil Scotch Whisky. The crafty and cruel dowager em press of China has a very striking counterpart in Nabo 'Tsebeni, the ruler of the Swazis. Along with the war news from that, part of the world have come recently many accounts of the high-handed doings of the Swazi queen. Swaziland is an independent native kingdom under the protection of the South African republic. As the Boers have just now enough to do protecting themselves, Xabo 'Tsebeni is not inter fered with in her little diversions. Only the other day news was received of how Queen Nabo had cleared the political atmosphere of her dominion by eliminating in the most approved Cromwellian manner a number of ob jectionable court officials, one among the number being her own son. Queen Nabo is about 50 years old, and Is not handsome according to tlie de based standards of the white man, but in Swaziland she is accounted, "a fine figger of a woman." When she was mar ried she was a slim young woman and was a great belle. She looks taller than she really is, owing 1o the meth od by which she, in common with the other women of her country, dresses h« r hair. By some mysterious process the royal tresses are made to grow, trellis fashion, over a wickerwork ar rangement of circular shape. Bound the forehead she wears the royal in signia, a band of wood possessing in numerable medicinal virtues, attached THE QL'EEN OF SWAZILAND. to which in the center of the forehead are a snake's bladder and a brilliant red feather of the laurel bird. Like other monarehs. Queen Xabo can be very suave and nice when she pleases, and she can also be exceeding ly haughty and frigid of demeanor. It is a harsh thing to say about a royal lady of Xabo's ability, but the truth is that, next to power, her majesty loves rum. or drinks that gfo under that generic term. She drinks no na tive distillation, but the white man's good imported liquor, and lots of it. In fact, Nabo 'Tsebeni is a great drunk ard. Her enemies say she is "fuddled" most of the time. She does not seem to let rum interfere with business, however. Apart from the firewater, the queen has no particular regard for the products of civilization. She pre fers the native rug or blanket as a costume to the finest creation of Worth, and her food and manner of liv ing have never changed, but remain as they were in the days when L'mban dine first took lier, a slim young girl, for wife. —Cincinnati Commercial Trib une. CURE FOR IVY POISON. Of the Many It e meil leu Sutftf eateri .tone Are More Kllienelous Than the Simple One*. Probably no poisonous plants are more dreaded than poison ivy and poi son sumach, and probably no other one plant has so many remedies, said to be good, recommended for it. The poisoning principle in these two plants is the same and can be com bated 1 with the same remedies. But few of the people, who are poisoned take this into consideration. They use often the first thing that suggests itself. The cause of the trouble is a re cently discovered non-volatile oil called toxieodendrol. It is very irritating to the skin in a manner only too well known. Since it cannot be dissolved in hot water, washing is of little use. It can, however, be dissolved and' con verted into a soap by the action of al kalies such as ammonia, washing soda and caustic potash or soda, it is also readily dissolved in alcohol. All these may be used in case poisoning should occur, but there is a better remedy which may be made as follows: In a bottle of alcohol put and shake as much acetate (sugar) of lead as will dissolve; then arid a little more lead, BO that when shaken the mixture is milky. When needed rub the shaken mixture upon the parts affected sev eral times a day until all irritation ceases. If too sirong tne mixture may be diluted with water, but more lead should be added. Should poisoning occur and this preparation not be ob tainable. hot soapsuds, with some soda or other alkali added to it, may be used. This should' not be relied upon unless the poisoning Is very fresh; ad vanced eases should be treated with the above remedy.—National ltural. The varieties of stamps now current in the world rumber 13JB11. QUEER BIRD HOLIES. Tb«~A>lunndlng I'l*cr» In Wlilvl Some lllrtla Mare KlecteU t« Ilalltl Tlielr Ne*tn. In asleepy old village in Kngland. there is a quaint little stone church which ha# stood for more than one century. It is a great place for feathered song sters, and many birds attend service every Sunday during the summer. Ons Sabbath the vicar ongoing up to the reading desk was astonished to see that under one cover of the open Bible was a newly-constructed nest, in which reposed a robin redbreast. Karly in the week she and her mate, must have settled on this place as a. congenial home and during the da>t*. following had worked might and main to get things in shape for housekeep ing. The vicar could not bear to dis turb the robins, and so he procured an other Bible, allowing the pious birds I _. l u ; —— j L-- =n i ROBINS' NEST UNDER A BIBLE. to reside in their chosen home for the rest, of the season. Still another robir. tried housekeep ing in a disused teaketttle, which had been flung out in a corner of the gar den. Birds who shirk their natural duties are quite as apt to suffer as their hu man brethren, j The cuckoo makes no nest of her j own, but watching her chance, lays her relatively small eggs in the nest of a more industrious member of the "bird family. Once a mother cuckoo managed to insert an egg in the nest of a redstart which was in a small hole in a wall. The aperture was large enough for the redstarts togo in and out of, but when the baby euekoo buret from his shell and was strong enough to try and shift for himself, he found he was too big to get out and so was a prisoner for life. Ilis foster parents fed him till they thought he was old enough to earn his own living and then they left him, so the poor cuckoo, through the laziness of his mamma, perished miserably. Perhaps the most absurd place for a nest ev.»r discovered was in a cannon box, located at an army post. A spar row was the bird to make this choice, and though the cannon was tired twice a day, ; .t did not deter her from bring ing up a healthy family of young sparrows, none of whom seemed to ininil n. home which was even noisier than a New York flat!— Detroit Fre« Press. PhRFUMES IN AGAIN. Society name* Have lletnrneil to tbi lie of FriiKrant Extrncti After a Seuion of SaclictM. Perfumes are again used by tha smaui set after having been long tab ooed. For several years extracts ot any kind have been considered vulg;u* by those who set the fashions. Sachet powders and scented amulets were scattered in profusion in trunks and wardrobes, and to the apparel of fashionable women clung a faint, sweet, indefinable odor. It did not re | solve itself into the perfume, of any flower. Often a gown was hung in a case prepared for that purpose and costly oils burned under it until it was saturated with a sort of ir.cense. That was an expensive fad. how ever, and only within the reach of a favored few. Mrs. Howard Could had a gown perfumed in this manner. Now a particular flower is selected I and the real extract used by women o* the most, fastidious taste. Violet is not so great a favorite as lily-of-the valley. The sweet, spicy fragrance of the carnation is also in high favor. One of the newest ofjthese perfumes is a rose extract that breathes the sweet ness of a handful of shattered rose petals. Hut some people with sensi tive nerves find this perfume nauseat ing. Xewmown hay, once so popular, is seldom used. Of course nothing that in any way suggests musk is permis sible. These perfumes are never poured on the handkerchief. They are sprayed on the entire costume with the most delicate of atomizers. They must be used sparingly. One society leader in New York has her clothes receptacles lived with quilted sachets of orris root and lavender. She always suggests the faint, clean odor of the linen chest of tTle grandmother of long ago. She has never used any other perfume.— N. Y. World. The Antl-Clijrarette Pisht. An English school board has pre pared a circular on Jhe evils of cigar ette smoking, which is to be distribut ed junong the parents of the school children. It points out that sinouing by boys impairs the eyesight, ups»ts the nerves, disturbs the digestive or. gans. and* stunts growth, l.ocal doc tors are to be asked.to goto the school* and addtress the boys on the evils oi smoking. Oilcloth n) n Hanging;. The possibilities of oilcloth seem never to have reached their limit. The last use to be rnadb of this fabric is tint "papering" of the kitchen ceiling and the bathroom walls. Its smooth sur face affords 110 lurking place for germs, aj.;l dust and smoke can be rtadily wiped off.
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