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A NATIONAL FLOWER
Mrs. Frank Leslie Discusses the Use
of Blossoms as Political Emblems.
THE SUNFLOWER OF THE WEST
Which Gives the Prairies a Shimmer of
Burning Gold, Declared tffBe
AFITEUBLE2I FOR THE UMTED STATES.
rC0KBrSP0XDE3.CE Or THE DISPATCH.;
Loxdojt, October 8. The question of
eelecting a national flower was first brought
before the American public last year, at a
session of the Society of American Florists,
in 2Cew York; a committee was appointed
by the society to select a flowerwhich might
be adopted as the floral emblem of the
American Bepublie, and one of the most
brilliant or newspaper correspondents was
detailed to "interview" a nnmberof persons
on this subject, and among others myself,
and my attention was specially called to
this matter, and hence this letter.
In the first place, I think it futile to at
tempt selecting a flower, unless it is typical
of our country or associated in some way
with our national history. Floral emblems
grow out of history as flowers erow out of
the soil. The emblems cannot be manu
factured without beine as absurd as artificial
flowe s.
Floral emblems hare played no unim
portant part in the world's history. Some
of these are still cherished by the hand that
plucked them; others are laded, together
with the memory of those who wore them;
and socio are trampled under foot, while a
rival nosegay flaunts it in their place. The
lilies of old France are happily for the
world's progress laid low, but they bore
themselves of old proudly enough in many
a well-stricken field. They were, it is true,
heraldic lilies not unlike artichokes to the
uninitiated eye; but they reigned in honor
till the revolution swept them away, or
rather adopted their color without their
form. For is not the famous tricolor none
other than the blue and red of the city of
Pans' arms, with the drapeau blanc grafted
npon them?
Noteworthy flowers in their day were the
roses of Tori; and Lancaster, blossoms of
evil scent reeking of the battlefield aud the
headsman's block. The same may be said
ot the piglis of Florence, which was dyed
red with the blood of Guelf and Ghibelline.
The rose of England has long held undis
puted sway, aud grouped around it, are the
apparently incongruous shamrock, and the
thistle of Scotland, which has pointed many
a joke. The pretty little plant known as
black rnedick, or nonsuch, does duty as the
green immortal shamrock in Loudon mar
kets; and large quantities are put under re
quisition lor St. Patrick's Day.
the Boxirr BEOOSI.
Probably no flower has had so long and
glorious a reign as the yellow broom, "the
bonny, bonny broom- the memorial flower
of 14 Plantagenet Kings, who held the
crown ot England for more than 300 years.
Geoffrey, Count of Anjou, the husband of
Hand, and ancestor of the Edwards, Bich
ards, and Henries of England, was the first
to adopt the planta genista, and from the
trivial incident ot his wearing a sprig of it
on his helmet was derived one of the most
honored names in British history.
More recently than any of these, the
modest violet has filled a very large space
in the history of the world. Some say the
violet was adopted by the Bon a pants be
cause it is of the hue once deemed Imperial
purple. Others allege that the association
of the violet with imperialism is due to an
ingenious effort of art, which in 1814, con
ceived the idea ot a bunch of violets so ar
ranged that the shadows, when carefully
examined, were found to present the por
traits of the First Napoleon and his wife
and son. At any rate, a bunch of violets be
came a sort ot informal token of adhesion
to the Imperial cause of France; like thajt
proverbially industrious insect the bee, it is
the- badge of Bonapartism, or rather
what " left of that persuasion. Never per
hap were so many violets brought together
in i- room as in the temporary chapel at
Chiselhurt wherein the last hope of Bona
partist Imperia'ijm lay low. There were
violets everywhere on the chill day of early
summer, w hen the highest honors were paid
to the unfortunate youth who ended his life
in an obscure and savage skirmish.
According to some, the myosotis was
Bonaparte's choeeu emblem when he es
caped from Elba. The flower had been
banded about by his partisans, with the
words, "To return in the spring." And,
iaithlul to his promise, on the 1st of March,
1815, he landed at Antibes, to be received
by the acclamation of his old soldiers,
which were changed by the adhesion ot Key
into an almost universal cry of "Vive l'Em
pereur!" The myosotis, or mouse-ear,
would never have won poetic or political
recognition if some one had not christened
it forget-me-not
LOVE'S LAST BEQUEST.
Fanny Osgood, some years ago, gave the
following anecdote of the origin of the now
well-known name: "It is related that a
young couple, who were on the banks of the
Danube, saw one of those lovely pale-bine
flowers, with a yellow eye, floating on the
Waters, which seemed ready to carry it
away. The affianced bride admired the
beauty of the flower, and regretted its fatal
destiny. The lover was induced to precipi
tate himself into the water, where he had
no sooner seized the flower than he sank
into the flood, but, making a great effort, he
threw the flower upon the bank, and at the
moment of disappearing forever he ex
. claimed. -Vergess mir nichtl' since
which time the flower has been emble
matical, and taken its name from those Ger
man words 'forget-me-not?' " The story of
the origin of the lorget-me-not's sentimental
designation may have been in the mind of
the- Princess Marie of Baden that winter
day, when strolling along the banks of the
Itlline with her cousin, Louis Napoleon,
she inveiehed against the degeneracy of
modern g Hants, vowing they were incapa
ble of emulating the devotion to beauty that
characterized the cavaliers of olden time.
As they liuzered on the causeway dykes,
where the Neckcr joins the Bhine, a sudden
gust of wind carried away a flower from the
hair of the Princes and cast it into the
rushing waters.
"There," she exclaimed, "that would be
en opportunity for a cavalier of the old days
to show his devotion."
"That's a challenge, cousin," retorted
Louis Napoleon, who was a good swimmer.
In a second he was battling with the rough
water, fie disappeared and re-appeared, to
disappear and re-appear again and again,
but at length reached the shore save and
sound, with his cousin's flower in his hand.
"Take it, Marie," said he, as he shook him
self, "but never again talk to me of your
cavalier of the olden time."
THH "VIOLET'S POPTJXABITr.
It is at least curious that the modest vio
let should have become the favorite flower
at the same moment in Paris and in Berlin.
The Emperor Priedrich Effected it as his
father did the cornflower, The vases in his
room were kept supplied with violets; the
curtains and carpet were violet colored; the
loyal Berlincrs wore violets as a token of
their devotion to the Kaiser; they figured in
advertisements of all sorts. The enormous
trade done in violets at Paris last year is re
ported to bedne to adiscovery made by a well
known author. He got a sight of the recipe
used by the Empress Josephine as a means
for rendering her "beautilnl forever," and
to which she owed that marvelous tint
which was the wonder and despair of the
French ladies of the time. The wife of Na
poleon used to have boiling milk poured
over a basin full of violet flowers, and with
this decoction she "bathed her face and peck
every morning. No sooner was this old
secret brought to light than the Parisian
ladies began to order great basketsful of
violeU to be left at the doors daily, and this
home-made cosmetic is said to have been in
daily use the whole of the season.
Flowers, however, from being the em-
"blems of nations and monarchs, are fast de
generating into political badges. During
his lifetime, the primrose is said to have
been the Earl of Beaconsfield'i favorite
flower; since the great statesman's death it
has become the symbol of the Conservative
party in England. The woodmen on the
Earl's estates at Hughenden had orders to
protect these plants; they were cnltivated in
large numbers alongside the walk behind
the manor .house, known locally as the
"German Forest path;" aud by his direc
tions, during the last year of his life, a
clump of trees in the pare where the grass
grew scantily was thickly planted with
ferns and primroses. Primrose Day occurs
April 19, and the eiehth anniversary of the
death of the Earl of Beaconsfield,
which took place this year, was
observed throughout the country
with as widespread an enthusiasm
as has ever been displayed since his death.
During the day primroses may be said to be
the general ornament for all classes in the
metropolis, and man, houses and shops are
profusely decorated with this emblem of the
denarted Premier, whose statue in Parlia
ment Square is as thickly strewed with.,
wreaths as that ot Joan oi Arc on me x-aiace
des Pvramides or that of Strasburg on the
Place'de la Concorde, at Paris. Meetings,
concerts, entertainments and other celebra
tions of the anniversary are held in London
and throughout the country, the meetings
being usually addressed by members of
Parliament or other noteworthy leadersof
the movement. The suggestion ttiat jjio
erals Fnould wear a flower of some sort on
May Day as a party badge to counteract the
influence of the primrose, adopted bv Con
servatives in honor ol Lord Beaconsfield, is
not likely to find imitators to-day.
LEAGUE OP THE EOSE.
The League of the Bose, founded in Oc
tober last year by the Countess of Paris and.
organized by the grand dames of the Legiti
mist party in France, is the highest compli
ment which the Primrose League has ever
received; for not only has the League of the
Bose been modelled generally upon it, but
even in the details of organization the En
glish precedent has been closely followed.
There is the same recognition of the hierar
chical principle in both, the same two-fold
appeal to the universal passion of man
to distinguish himself from his fellows.
Human nature, male and female, is much
the same in all countries; and, apart Ironi
those who are really concerned for the great
interests which the League is to promote,
we may quite safely assume that there are
plenty of Frenchwomen who are as much
attracted as English ladies would be in
similar circumstances by the badge of mem
bership of a political association presided
over by the consort of the heir to the crown
of France. 'Whether they will be aDle to do
as much as Primrose Dames in the way of
proselytizing among the other sex is, to my
mind, doubtful.
Still the power of woman is great in all
civilized countries, and the means adopted
are undoubtedly the most effective that could
be employed lor enlisting that power in the
service ot the monarchy. In so far, too, as
theological differences and domestic jeal
ousie sansing therefrom will permit of itsfree
operation, the appeal of the league to the
male sex in France should be sufficiently
strong. Certainly it cannot be said that
Frenchmen are less easily caught by the pe
culiar bait which the league employs than
Euglisbmen. On the contrary, the passion
for badges, universal as it is among man
kind in general, is carried by the French
man more often, perhaps, than by men of
any other nation, to the pitch of the ridicu
lous. The recent decorations scandal across
the ocean offered sufficient evidence of the
extraordinary appetite prevailing in France
for even the most vulgarized forms of honor
ific distinction.
The Countess of Paris has been well in
spired by the results of woman's work in
English politics. She has been a guest at a
number of the Primrose League's meetings,
and has energetically studied their methods.
As a result she has had over several of the
Legitimist Duchesses from Paris, and the
outcome of their conference has been the
foundation of a number of lodges. There
are now, I am informed, more than 100,000
members. The decoration is a small rose in
gold, prettily wrought by one of the chief
goldsmiths of Paris. There was consider
able discussion as to the name. Some of the
Duchesses wished to call it the League of
the Lily, but as lilies of France had not left
an altogether pleasant savor in the nostrils
of the nation, the rose was substituted.
EOYALIST ASD BOULAUGIST.
The object of the League of the Bose is
the re-establishment ot the monarchy of
France and the detense of Conservative in
terests. The Countess has issued a mani
festo, in which she says: "The league pro
poses to include in its ranks women oelong
mg to all classes of society, without dis
tinction of creed or position,and unite them
in a association to combat radicalism, to
defend religions liberty.the rights of fathers
of families to educate their children as they
wish, to protect the interests of both labor
and property, and to secure the material
progress of the women of France. The
name of every fresh adherent is brought un
der the eyes of the Countess of Paris," who,"
adds the programme significantly, "will not
forget it."
The carnation, now officially adopted as
the floral emblem of the Boulangist party,
possesses a history of its own1 not only as a
symbol to credulous lovers, but also in a
political sense. According to Alphonse
Karr, who, perhaps, knows more about
flowers than any other French writer of the
present generation, the pink, as well as the
lily and violet, has played an important
part in the civil discords of France. In
1815, for instance, a few days previous to
the restoration of the Bourbons, this flower
was adopted as a token of recognition among
the still remaining partisans of Napoleon.
But it is chiefly as characterizing Boulanger
and his party that the pink has once again
come to the lore. A great man nowadays
must have a floral emblem, so the crimson
carnation is doubtless the proper thing for
the "brav' General."
It is not generally known that the Pope
ot Borne has a flowery symbol, which is an
nually sent to somebody in some part of the
world as a token of good deeds done in the
service of the Church. In May of last year
the golden rose, as the emblem is called,
went to the United States for the second
time, the recipient in this case being Miss
Mary Gwendolin Caldwell, of New York,
whose magnificent benefaction of $300,000
toward the erection of a Catholic university
at Washington won for her this special
mark ol pontifical favor. The only other
American woman npon whom it has been
bestowed was the late Mrs. Sherman, wife
of General Sherman.
OUB XA.TI01TAL PLOWEB.
Now, as regards the United States, it is
certainly strange that, while England has
its rose, Ireland its shamrock, Scotland its
thistle, France its lily, and Sweden its yel
low roses and corn-flowers, we have not
adopted before this some of our very beauti
ful flowering trees or plants as our national
emblem. The country is decidedly old
enough to have a flower of its own. The
question to my mind has been treated by no
writer so thoroughly competent to discuss
all sides of it as Mrs. Schuyler Van Bensse
laer, who has an exceedingly interesting
article on the subject in a recent
number of Garden and Forest. The
golden rod she dismisses, because,
to be rightly used in art, a flower must be
conventionalized, and the golden rod is in
capable of conventionalization. It has no
individuality, "isolated from its fellows it
looks precisely like numerous other flowers
of the great family of the composites." The
trailing arbutus is a poor flower to wear,
suitable only in masses, stiff in habit, and
very perishable, besides being unknown in
the "West The sunflower, Mrs. Van Bens
selaer says, has become so much a European
flower that no American when he sees it
thinks of his own country and nothing else,
which rather invalidates it as a national
emblem. No patriotic meaning could be
read in it.
Now, here, I beg to differ entirely from
Mrs. Vari liensselaer. I should be of h'er
opinion if the American sunflower bore the
slightest relationship with the tawny gands
of foreign cottage gardens; big and brazen
bachelors, that flourish on a single stalk.
But the European sunflower is quite dis
tinct from the American dwarf sunflower.
The whole of our virgin soil is alive with
the latter species, while the former was only
quite recentlv imported by Oscar Wjlde.
The dwarf sunflower Is, in "fact, the prairie
flower. Its little golden petals cluster in
bunches, and like English buttercups, are
numberless as the stars of heaven. In many
parts of the Union the. dwarf sunflower is
sown so thickly through the landscape
as to give it a shimmer of
burning gold, lighting up the face
of nature everywhere from the Missouri
river to the great Salt Lake; in some parts
growing low, the stalk not a foot long, the
the flower not higher than a common mari
gold; in others, rising 10 or 13 feet high,
with clusters of lovely flowers, each flower
as big as a peony. Surely no more dis
tinctive, no more representative an emblem
could well be lound anywhere than this
flower of the great grassy plains and rolling
uplands. The dwarf sunflower recalls the
soil wherein it grew; its very habitat charac
terizes the country we live in, where we
were born and where we hope to be laid at
rest.
What claim. I may ask, has the kalmia,
proposed by Mrs. Van Benselaer, over this
wild, warm, golden flower of the West?
Feank Leslie.
A HUNDBED MILES AN HOTJE.
A PoulbiUtr or Traveling; by Ball at That
Rntn of speed.
From the London Spectator.!
Sir Edward Watkin has, on behalf of the
Metropolitan Bailway Company, offered
the manager of the Water Bailway a piece
of ground near London on which to lay
down a line two miles in length. We
shall, therefore, soon have an opportunity
to try what, if the accounts are true, must
be the very poetry of motion. The car
riages run on skates or slides, but between
the slide and the rail is lorced a film of
water, which prevents all jolting, bumping
and shaking, aud, in fact, makes the car
riages skim along as a boat does on the sea.
Then, too, the pace is 100 miles an hour.
If the new railway is really practicable
for long distances, all England will be a
suburb of London and Surrey will be saved
from becoming a chessboard, covered with
what the auctioneers call "villa residences
standing in their own three acres and a half
of parklike grounds." A hundred miles
an hour would make Bath as accessible as
Brighton is now, while Manchester could
be reached in an hour and 50 minutes.
WAX SHE LIKE8 THE BUSTLE.
A Canadian Woman Who Proposes to Stick
to the Fashion.
Detroit Sunday Mews. J
"I'll take 12 yards of that," said a tall,
slim woman, pointing to a piece of dress
goods at a Woodward avenue store; "and I
want a string."
A good piece of tar rope was given her,
and a whispered direction followed.
"That is an habitual smuggler," said the
clerk, as the woman passed down the base
ment stairs. "She never seems to be sus
pected, for she comes in here regularly."
That tall, slim woman wore an immense
pannier as she later marched briskly
through the store, smiling on the clerks
here and there, and went aboard the ferry
boat.
"Common thing? Why, certainly it is.
That woman has had hundreds of dollars'
worth of goods from this store this season,
and has smuggled every cent's worth of it
over. Yes, it will be hard on some stylish
folks when bustles go entirely out of fashion.
I guess that Windsor woman will keep up
the style as long as possible."
CHICAGO'S LONG'STBEETS.
It Wonld Take a Man SO Dnjs to Blake a
Toar ot the Town
Chicago Times.
"I was figuring out," said a man at the
City Hall yesterday, "how long it would
take a person to walk over every street in
Chicago, provided he walked ten honrs a
day, averaged four miles an hour, and kept
at it until the. job was finished. Before
Lake, Lake View, Hyde Park, Jefferson,
and that slice of Cicero were annexed there
were 663 miles of streets in the city. Now
there are over 2,000. At the rate of 40 miles
a day and it would take a pretty good pe
destrian to keep up that gait the distance
might be covered in 50 days. 1 don't know
anvone who could do it, though.
There are a couple of streets which would
give a good walker exercise enough if he
tried to cover them. I refer to Western
avenue and Halsted street. They are 25
miles long."
THE H00SIER OF THE PAST.
The Countryman Not the Picturesque FIs2
nre He Used to Be.
St. Louis Globe-Democrat.
The hoosier is no longer the picturesqe
creature he was years ago. There is no
more homespun clothing. Beady-made
clothing has penetrated to the uttermost
parts of the country, and the countryman
can now only be detected by his sun-burned
face and the swing of his arms. As to the
young women from the small towns, they
can only be identified by their fresh, bloom
ing complexions and bright eyes.
In the matter ot styles they are fully up
to their sisters of the larger cities; in fact,
the belles of small towns are often familiar
with New York fashions long before they
become general in St, Louis, this being due
to the fact that the town dressmaker closely
follows the plates in the fashion paper as
soon as novelties are presented.
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TO CUBE SLEEPLESSNESS.
A St. Louis Man Gives a 'Never-Falling
Remedy for Insomnia.
St. Louis Globe-Democrat.l
It is a pity that so many people suffer
with insomnia when such a simple preven
tive is in reach. I have a relief which never
fails. When I find myself tossing I get up,
walk across the floor once or twice and then
get an apple, a bit of bread, anything to
arouse my stomach and sst it working. The
moment it commences it attracts the atten
tion of the nerves, so to speak; the nerves
forget they are "on edge and are soon
soothed in slumber.
Commence on the inside to cure sleepless
ness, not externally, nor with drugs, for they
are base deceivers.
A Bis Fnss About Nothing-.
Philadelphia Kecord.
Little Bobby Brownstone was being cor
rected for biting his big sister's finger
during a fit of anger. "She's making a big fuss
over nothin'," said Bobby. "She never
said a word the other night in the parlor
when Mr. Mnggs bit her, and he bit her
right in the mouth, too."
Coquette.
She was young, she was sweet
Scores of men at her feet
Worshiped blindly in fond adoration.
She declared she loved none;
But there really was one
Who for her had a strange fascination.
He was earnest and true,
And when he came to woo
She was happy a stranger could guess It.
Her whole heart grew light
It he came but in sijrnt.
She loved him he made her confess it
Yes, she loved him, and yet
She so loved to coquet
On a wild sea of unrest she tossed him,
Until, tired of doubt.
He tried living without.
And the painful result was she lost him.
Somcrville Journal.
A Dew-Drop.
Little drop of dew.
Like a gem you are;
1 believe that you
Must have been a star.
When the day is bright.
On the eras yon lie:
Tell me, then, at night
Are yon in the skvT
Frank Dempster bherman in Harper's
Xoung JPeople. ,
OUR DOCTORS' BILLS.
Why Some Big Medicine Men Are
Rich While Others Are Poor,
SPECIALISTS' PEINCELT FEES.
A Pork-Packer Who Paid $10,000 For 0no
'Professional Visit.
PADPEES CDEED WHILE PRINCES DIE
rwBiTrzx roi thx dispatch.:
Medical circles are just now very much
interested over a report that comes from
Philadelphia oi an unusually large fee re
ceived by a prominent nervous specialist
who practices in the Quaker City. The
story goes that H. B. Plankinton, who is
one of Phil Armonr's partners, and who
lives in Milwaukee, was recently, taken sick
and wanted the Philadelphia specialist to
diagnose his case. His family therefore wrote
to the specialist asking him to come to Mil
waukee to treat the pork packer. They re
ceived rather a surly reply in the negative)
but nothing dannted, they wrote again, say
ing that money would be no object if he
would only come. 'The specialist hated to
leave home, so by way ol discouraging them
he wrote to the family of the pork packer
telling them that they would have to
pay him at least $10,000 before he
would consent to make the trip to
the Brewery City. Much to his surprise he
got a telegram telling him to come on. It is
hardly necessary to say that he went, and
equally unnecessary to add that he got the
10,000. Whether the pork packer was
cured of his nervous affection the story
doesn't say, but the size of the fee has set to
talkingallthesawbonesand pill-i oilers who
have heard of it.
SMALL TEES FOE DIFFICULT CASES.
It was the chief theme of a conversational
svmposium between a number of disciples of
jEsculapius the other night, at which a
newspaper man happened to beprerent. The
ensuing discussion brought out the interest
ing fact that as a rule it is not for the most
complicated and. difficult cases that the
largest lees are received. On the contrary,
the most difficult cases, especially in sur
gery, are those which are usually under
taken in the hospitals and the demonstrating
rooms of our large colleges. In most cases
these surgical operations are free.
As an instance of this it was, told that Dr.
Bull, of Bellevue Hospital, recently per
formed the operation of tracheotomy on a
65-year-old patient who was afllicted with
that same lungns, cancerous growth of the
larynx, of which the late Emperor of Ger
many died. There was just about one
chance in ten that this cancerous growth
could be removed and the patient would
survive the operation, ,but there was a cer
tainty on the other hand that his death
from the fungus growth was only a matter
of time and that his life in the meantime
wonld be so painful a burden as to render it
undesirable, if not unendurable. All this
was explained to the aged patient, who
eagerly consented to the operation. It was
performed, a silver plate was substituted in
place ot the cartilaeeous substance re
moved, the aperture sewed up, and now the
old man is, to all intents and purposes, as
well as ever he wasiu his life.
A PAUPEE'S FErVILEQE.
Thus it is, as the ssculapians explain,
that physicians dar: to undertake upon a
comparatively poor and obscure patient
what they wonld not presume to undertake
if the patient was rich and prominent. If,
they say, Sir Morrell Mackenzie had not
been hampered by the German physicians
he might have succeeded in saving the life
of the Emperor just as Br. Bull succeeded
in saving the life of the panper, but it can
readily be seen that while success meant
much more to Dr. Mackenzie than it did to
Dr. Bull, failure would have been ruin to
the one, while it was a matter of compara
tively little consequence to the other.
It must not be supposed, however, that
because a case happens to come to a
Ehysician through the channels of a public
ospital that it is always unprofitable. The
younger doctors tell with a great deal of
gnsto the hitherto unpublished story of Dr.
'Wiedekind's big fee. Dr. Wiedekind is
now a surgeon in the United States Navy
add is on a cruise to China. A year ago he
was house physician fn the Chambers Street
Hospital in New York City. One day a
well-dressed, prosperous looking old man
was brought into the hospital by the
ambnlance surgeon, suffering from a severe
and apparently fatai case of sunstroke. It
was generally ag:eed among the hospital
staff that there "was no hope for the man's
recovery.
A CIENEBOTJ3 PATIENT.
Dr. Weidekind determined, however,
that he would make a desperate effort in
this case as much lrom professional pride
as anything else to save the patient He
had him taken up stairs, nut in a cot. and
began to apply all the known remedies for
sunstroke. He worked with him all night,
never leaving his bedside for an instant,
applying ice, electricity and everything else
that his science had tanght him. At 10
o'clock the next morning he was rewarded
by seeing his patient emerge from the coma
causedby the sunstroke, and before night
was rejoiced to be able to pronounce him
comparatively out of danger. Four days
later the patient was well enough to be con
veyed to his home in Newark, N. J., and
within a week Dr. Wiedekind received a
check for ?5,U00 Tsigned by one of the
wealthiest brewers in that prosperous New
Jersey town, together with a letter in which
he thanked the energetic young physician
for having saved his life.
It does not follow as a matter of course
however, that because the patient is rich)
the doctor's fee will be a big one. As an
illustration of this point, it is told of the
late Dr. Austin Flint that, after having at
tended Commodore Vanderbilt for vears
prior to his last illness, he received as his
fee an amount calculated at exactly $5 per
visit, and discovered that there was no more
profit in attending a man who was worth
$100,000,000 than there was in attending one
worth 8100.
FOUE WOEDS FOE $300. "
Nor is the size of the fee always com
mensurate with the service rendered, as for
instance in the case of the nervous special
ist already mentioned, a fee of $300 was once
charged by him for saying just four words:
"Send him to Enrope." The doctor was
summoned to see a gentleman" in Trenton,
N. J., who was bedridden, and had been for
months. After hearing the history of the
case and making an examination, he nttered
those four words, clapped on his hat and
left the house. The patient went to Europe
and got well. The same specialist on an
other occasion prescribed the same formula
in the case of a young lady and received a
liberal lee. When his patient returned
from Europe very much improved, her
father suggested that she call upon the
physician aud let him see how much better
she was. She did so, and the fond parent
received a bill for 560 from the eminent
physician for looking at the young lady and
saying she was better. In another case he
received a fee of 51,700 iromsthe family of a
hysterical New York girl, who insisted
upon his going to that city to see her.
Of a weli-known surgeon it is told that
he was one day riding by the side of a
stranger on the Pennsylvania road when a
cinder flew into the eye of his neighbor.
The stranger turned to the snrgeon and
asked his assistance in removing it. The
latter very skillfully twisted the corner of
his handkerchief, raised the eyelid of the
suffering passenger, deftly extracted a little
piece of coal, and a few days thereafter sent
in his bill for $10 "for professional services
en route .from New York to Philadelphia."
THE OTHEE SIDE.
In contradistinction to these instances
where big fees have been received for little
services, the doctors cite with a good deal of
grumbling and unfavorable comment the
instances oi Doctors Agnew and, Hamilton
who attended ex-President Garfield during
his last illness, and who received from the
Government what the doctors claim was a
very paltry fee for their services and very
grudgingly given. It is also claimed by
them that Dr. Shrady and his associates
were but poorly rewarded for their months
of anxious watching and never ceasing at
tention at the bedside of General Grant.
Of course, in the latter case no one knows
exactly how much these physicians re
ceived, and as it is. a rigid rule of medical
ethics never to divulge the amount of a fee
or to talk for publication, this, together with
many other interesting secrets of the profes
sion, will have to remain untold. Enough
is known, however, to justify the belief that
physicians as a rule receive sufficient re
muneration for trivial services to make up
for insufficient fees in more important
cases. Ckables Lehabso.
A MOSQUITO'S ILLNESS.
A Mistake of One Word Makes Ridiculous
Nonsense la a Telegram.
Brooklyn Citizen.
An amusing mistake of a telegraph opera
tor, which might have been attended with
unpleasant results, was brought to my notice
recently. The son of a well-known gentle
man living on the Heights has been serious
ly ill, and the father was, of course, anxious
about his condition. When he left the house
in the morning he left instructions that
should the condition of Amos, the son, be
come worse during the day, a telegraphic
dispatch should be sent to him. Amos grew
worse, and the following dispatch was sent:
AmOs is quite ill. Come home at once.
The Brooklyn operator sent the dispatch,
which, when it reached New York, read like
this:
A mosquito ill. Come home at once.
The father received the message, and as
he did not understand it, did not go home.
At night the father made inquiries at home
about the meaning of the message, when he
learned the mistake of the operator. He de
termined to find out who was responsible,
and made a complaint to the President of
the telegraph company. The matter was in
vestigated and a volnme of correspondence
was the result. It was found that the num
ber of words in the message delivered were
counted the same by the two operators. The
New York operator said that he asked the
Brooklyn man three times whether the first
word was mosquito or not, and received an
affirmative reply three times. The matter
was settled by the discharge of the offending
operator.
AN UNINVITED GUEST.
A Mother's Presence at a Wedding Disturbs
Both Bride and Groom.
Chambers' Journal.
We once took in a wedding at which the
only attendant, besides the groomsman and
bridemaid, was a stout, determined-looking,
elderly female, who did not come up with
the wedding party to the altar rails, bnt
seated herself in one ot the choir stalls not
far off. We observed that both bride and
bridegroom looked at her with very disqui
eted glances. Once or twice we noticed that
the elderly female seemed to be about to
make a move, especially at that part of the
service when possible opponents are request
ed ti "speak or else hereafter forever hold
their peace." When the service was over
we inquired of this good dame why she had
come to the wedding. "I'm thegirl's moth
er," was the reply, "and I came to prevent
the business."
We naturally asked why she hadn't
"prevented the business," and we fonnd
that the thought had struck her at the last
moment that they "might do worse than get
married after all." We have often since
thought of what must have been the agita
ted feelings of that bride and bridegroom
until the irrevocable words were said over
them.
TALL HATS AND SACK COATS.
The Latest London Fad Not Popular With
New York Anslomaniacs.
New Tors: Sun. 3
The ambitious Anglomaniacs who are en
deavoring to introduce here the latest fad
in London are subjecting their reputations
to a severe test English club men of late
have taken to the fashion of wearing tall
beaver hats with sack coats in the morning.
Originally the fashion is said to have started
In the habit of English club men of going
direct to breakfast at their clubs after a
morning's ride in the park. The costume
for the ride was nearlv always a sack coat,
a tall beaver hat, with a pair of riding
breeches. By degrees the great comfort of
the sack coat or morning wear planted it
firmly in the affections of.the club men, and
they are now to be seen all around Pic-,
cad illy and Pall Mall in the sacks' which
they call jackets and tall "hats.
This has been considered up to the pres
ent time the acme oY bad taste. A tall hat
always means a tail coat in America. A
number of the club men are hard at it try
ing to introduce the English fashion, but
thus far it does not seem to have taken the
fancy of New York men.
A PUNGENT LNTiTAriUN.
A Sample of Extraordinary Expressions
nsed by an Old Man.
Chicago Times.
The old people seem to have a liking for
expressions a little out of the common run.
The community was all wrought up over
the elopement of a very pretty girl with
the man she loved, of course, but who was
objected to by the parents, not so much for
anything that could be said against him as
because they were loath to part with a be
loved daughter. When the news of the
elopement became generally known curi
osity ran high as to what course the parents
would pursue. Finally one of the neigh
bors decided to boldly put the question as
to whether the runaways would be taken to
the family bosom and forgiven. He found
them more than willing to receive the
daughter back, but when asked when she
was to return the father said:
"I don't know. I gave her a very
pungent invitation, but it is at her own
unction whether she comes back or notl"
The doting father evidently tried to rise
to so great an occasion.
A NoTetty in Baptism.
Philadelphia Eecord.j
Maggie and Kate, daughters of E.-A.
Stollsmith, a prominent man in this city,
were immersed to-night by the aid(of lan
terns. A pellucid gravel pit pool was the
place selected, and 500 assembled to witness
the novel sight. It was probable the first
nocturnal baptism that ever occurred in the
State outside a church baptistry.
When KInns Bclgned,
When Niaus reigned InNineveb,
And Babylon reveled 'neath the stars,
And Menes rnled o'er Egypt's plain,
And grim Sesostris waged his wars,
Who were the world's own people then?
Why have they gone and left no signf
Alas, those hordes ot mortal men
Were thou and I, and thine and mine.
Then lay the mother down to rest
Close by the babeher bosom fed.
And children played beside the Nile,
And maids were wooed, and women wed;
Andsbone the fnll,Assyrian moon
In silvery silence oithe earth.
As the red blood In myriad hearts
Leapt warm and quick with health and mirth.
Three thousand vears and so with us!
Three thousand years and people will
Look np in revery at the stars
That twinkle over Babylon still;
And ask "Who trod the emerald earth?"
And wonder why we left no sign;
While the hot blood in glad young hearts
Will leap and dance like ruby wine.
Will the world thus forever roll.
And generations come and go
As when King Menes sat enthroned,
And old Besostris scourged the foeT
Who shall the world's own people be
When we, too, die and leavo no sign?
Alis! those hordes of mortal men
Are thou and L, and thine and mine.
David Graham Adee, to Washington Jot.
OLD ABOLITION GRIT.
What It Cost to be an Anti-Slavery
Man Before the Rebellion.
BISKING LIVES FOR PRIHCIPLES.
Some of the Old Spirit Needed to Cope With
the Evils of To-Day.
ONE SLIM WOMAN WITH A BIG EEY0LTEE
rwarrrmr fob tux mspatch.1
Happening in Boston of a Monday morn
ing lately,there seemed more than the usual
crowd about the doors of Tremont Temple.
Not that a crowd about the doors of that
ancient lecture building is ever unusual,
for there is always a woman's meeting, or a
Bible class, or an anti-poverty meeting, or a
reading by a popular school of oratory, or
something progressive, to take the time, un
til there are hardly halt days and even
ings enough in a week for the engage
ments offering. But this time the line be
gan around the block and wound through
the dim hallways of the interior, and it
wasn't suffrage faces or Bible class faces
either. One can tell by the quality of the
faces in the narrow streets what agitation
possesses Boston for the day, whether it is
the horticultural crowd, or a spiritualist
convention, or an, art students' league, or a
literary luncheon np Beacon Hill way. It
is one of the courtesies allowed in Boston to
ask questions ot the next neighbor, known
or unknown, provided always you don't ask
for curiosity, but because you want to knowl
"Will you tell me what those people are
here for?"" I asked of a lady leaving the
line, and she forthwith said agreeably that
they were buying tickets for the new lecture
course, the sale of which opened that morn
ing. This, you know, is one of the institutions
of Boston, and its constituencies throughout
wie uDiDu, since uie memory oi man run
neth notto the contrary, though I believe it
wasnot'heard of be ore Bunker Hill. It is
not the old lyceum course, but an entertain
ment course, the great source of Puritan dis
sipation, for with its lectures, humorous,
historic, descriptive, it gives those whose
principles do not allow theaters a chance to
hear favorite actors in readings and opera
singers in concerts. Here Max Alvary, the
angelic hero of Tannhauser, was first heard
as a concert singer, and won the enthusiasm
which led to his success in New York opera.
For 2 a season ticket, one has twenty en
tertainments of a choice sort, and is the
great chance of anything like artistic diver
sion and social outlook for thousands of
people. So it is no wonder that working
girls club together, and art students save
money, and teachers bribe big boys to go for
them, and plain people give up a day to
waiting to secure tickets, tne best of which
are gone before 10 o'clock. The lady further
said that a man in tjje line near her applied
at the door Snnday midnight, but was not
admitted until 1 o'clock. The young men
and women, the kindly, care-faced matrons,
the plain, elderly fathers, sat patiently
along the inner corridors far into the after
noon, and people were still buying at 6
o'clock.
WHAT FBEEDOM COST. v
For I, too, whose byword is that life is
short, gave up that valued "library Mon
day" to Tremont Temple, and went again
in the evening till past 11 o'clock. Only
three times before in eight years had the
occasion been enough to tempt me to endure
the horrors of bad air and broken strength
following a night assembly. -Bnt the pla
card at the door, "Meeting of the Old Abo
litionists," on Emancipation Day, for the
first time in 28 years, stayed my steps. The
kindly-faced man with white satin badge
at the door asked, "Are you an
abolitionist?" and he seemed satis,
fied with the answer which said,
itself, How could I be anything
else with six generations of revolutionary
blood in my veins, of men who fought for
kirk and covenant on the border, with King
James in the Irish struggles, and next
Cromwell, who were wounded at Ticonde
roga, Corinth, Donelson and through the
captivity at Andersonville? That lessened
gathering of the rank and file of the old
abolitionists held faces which told plainly
of what race they sprang, even' of the men
who faced the Arma'da and sailed from Ley
den. It was a gallery of historical portraits,
startling in fidelity of type, of haads that
only needed ruff and short cloak to be Puri
tans more like than any of Bonghton's pic
tures, Elizabethan faces, scholarly and fine,
harsher Ironsides good at fighting, and
the gentler pilgrim sort who yet
dared adventure and peril, as these their
descendants had done after them. Boys and
girls, go to yonr histories and learn ot what
sort of men you came and how to be worthy
ofthem. Teachers, give your half-grown
lads and girls passages ironi Hwinourne s
Armada, in whose lofty song for freedom
he redeems unworthier verse, to learn how
"Hell for Spain and leaven for England God
to God and man to man,
Met confronted, light with darkness life with
. death."
Let follow that second volume of Stedman's
American Literature, which records colonial
sufferings for conscience in word, and which
shall move hearts forever; and then in place
of fabulous gorilla hunting and juvenile
archeology, give them such true adventures
as our own day has to show in Charles
Kingsley's sketch of John Brown, the most
beautilul chapter of our country's history
yet written, in its berfection of literary
style, with other naif forgotten passages of
daring for Irecdom's sake; and finally John
McElroy's inimitable "Story of Anderson
ville." In such reading they may slake
their thirst for adventure and learn what
freedom in our time cost, and to whatcruelty
injustice ever tends. Such teaching'taakes
good citizens and Union men.
PEESECUTIKG ABOLITIOKISTS.
The meeting, I have said, was of the rank
and file of the abolitionists, the men who
paid the money and did the work, mostly.
The names most widely advertised with the
freedom movement were conspicuous by
their absence. Colonel Higginson was not
there, Mrs. Julia Wurd Howe was not, or
the suffragists generally. General Butler
sent an excuse, and Fred Douglass was just
off on his mission to Hayti. One would
think tbey might have attended the first
abolition meeting in 28 years out
of politeness to their own principles.
They were absent, but not missed.
There was less burning of joss
stick than would have been required in
the presence of some of these, and other
speakers, feeling free of utterance, spoke
with a fervor and sincerity which amply met
the occasion. Samuel May gave the secret
of the reverence felt for the old abolition
movement in saying, "There was no self
seeking in it, no seeking lor office, no build
ine up ot any sect of party," a record which
reflects pitilessly on most of the inspirations
of the present. It cost something to be an
abolitionist before the war, even in New
England. Marvin Lincoln, of Maiden,
could say of the old League of Massachu
setts Freemen, "It was as much as a man's
life to be known as a member of the league,"
and men dared not tell their families where
they spent the evening of its meetings.
The young ones of to-day can hardly know
how blood used to flame and hearts beat in
times not long before the war, when plots
were laid to kidnap Sanborn and Bedpath
bv pro-slavery men in Massachusetts, when
L"ocke, the editor of a small Ohio paper,
writing his first scornful Nasby letters, had
to face irate copperheads aiming loaded pis
tols at him on the village street at noon, and
only promptness with his own revolver saved
him, and quiet people lound their lives
threatened for opinions they dared to hold
in their own bosoms. My own father's sem
inary at Covington, Ky., was broken up, and
he was forced to leave with his young wile
on repeated warnings that if he heeded not
his bouse wonld be burned over his head,
for the crime, first, of being a friend of the
elder Beechers and other abolitionists across
the river in Cincinnati, and of teaching
gray-Tieaded slaves to read the Bible ol a
Sunday afternoon. Those were the days Mr.
Fisher, of Medway, told of when his adalt
Bible class objected to reading chapter 66 of
Isaiah as anti-slavery in sentiment.
MODEBS- INTOLERANCE.
It sounds all very queernow.buttbeiplritof
intolerance it not done playingits freaks yet.
It isn't much queerer than that Miss Jollet
Corson should be mobbed in a Long Island
village a dozen years ago for lecturing on
cheap cookery, on the idea that she was sent
to teach cheap living, so that the manufac
turers might cut down wages! The same
lady, whose sympathies with enlightened
freedom are too well known to need refer
ence, was threatened with violence by the
communists of New York during their ex
citement two years since, aud plans laid to
assault her, when she was warned in time by
a woman to whom she bad shown kindness.
The new magazine, which Miss Corson is to
edit, would have some lively episodes if she
wrote(her own experiences.
It is not many years since, in a village
two miles out of Brooklyn, that the ronghs
and "toughs" oi Coney Island road made
life a terror to the families active in pro
moting decency in the place. They did not
attempt prohibition.but held thatone saloon
to every five "houses was enougbjand for this
the old Baptist deacon going to his carriage
at dnsk was met with a shower of stones.his
property stolen and his hired men assaulted.
My father, having taken snch part for tem
perance as a' Presbyterian minister over 70
might, we were s'tartled one evening by a
stone a foot thick crashing into the base
ment room where my invalid mother sat
alone. Nightly concerts of competitive
swearing and ribald songs on the sidewalk
till 1 o'clock in the morning was half kill
ing every nervous woman in the neighbor
hood. The one policeman on a two-mile
beat could not suppress the trouble, so
onewoman took lawyer's advice, borrowed
a pistol, and the next night, wakened by
the howling crew, she bounded into a gown,
and read a brief riot act lrom the porch,
giving them two minutes to leave, with the
alternative which the cocking of the pistol
made plain. She held tne watch in the
moonlight and counted, With the big silver
and pearl mounted Colt's revolver shining
in the other hand. The crew waited odt
one minute, but before the next half minute
the corner was left to its leafy quiet, and
the last dhe was flying down the Greenwood
road. Three nights of prpmpt work like
this, with the big pistol patrolling the
garden in the moonlight with a slim, de
termined woman behind it, convinced the
boys it was not a sat? corner for operations,
and thenceforth there was quiet. What
was more to the point, at the next election
the drunken justice lost his commission and
his place on the school board.
THE WOEK STILL 00E3 ON.
What is wanted all around for the cure of
State and civic tronblss is some of that old
abolition erit, set as Sumner charged it,
against all injustice, all interference with
human rights in any shape. Its work, we
were reminded, is not ended with emanci
pation. It is but begun. It takes wider
scope from the abolition of convibt oppres
sion in Bussia and Arab slavery in Africa,
to the wide, low-breatbcd but stubborn
struggle beginning in ourown communities,
which is not capital against labor or nation
alism against individualism,, or vice vena,
but singly of justice against injustice, in
whatever bulk it rears or in what crevice it
hides. It was good to see that spirit is not
dead, and to hear the old Israelites like In
crease Sumner Lincoln, of New Hampshire,
91 years old, and Fisher, of Med wav, 80 years
and more,and Father Tafton, the witty Meth
odist, who wear their years so grandly, pass
the work on to the younger generation, with
fire only excelled by the speakers of color
present, born orators, whose equals yon
must look for in the meetings of foreign
liberators not anarcbistsr-in New York.
That colored Luther, Bishop Turner, of
Georgia, the first chaplain of his race com
missioned in the armv, has the most mag
nificent clarion voice I ever heard, and hi3
impassioned reasoning held that critical
Boston audience delighted till nearly 11 at
night. In contrast to him was George
Downing, of Newport, B.I., the friend of
Sumner and Phillips, whom I took for an
aristocrat of the aristocrats? without suspi
cion of his race, till reference was made to
it, and whose speech was fineas silk through
out. Divest yourself of every popular idea
of the negro in thinking of tne educated
men of colors Inflated language, pompons
airs, are found among Boston business men
more than with these. In easy, polished
manner, natural dignity and their pointed
speech they compare to advantage with the
best of the American Congress to-day such
strides has a despised race made in self
culture in 28 years. If yon want a strong
attraction for your lecture course try to get
Bishop Turner not that know whether
he would lecture or not but any one would
forgive his abolitionism for his eloquence.
We have no greater natural orator among
us.
Forgive me if again I have escaped from
chiffons. Such an occasion will not come
twice. One thing I have to correct; in a
late article a misprint seemed to join the
name of Lincoln in the judgment passed
upon three politicians whose names are
hardly worthy to be written on the samei
page with his. Lincoln remains almost'
the only Igader in modern history whose
honor defies a slur. Shzblet Dabs.
An. Editor's Gratitude.
Danville Breeze.
Thanks: TDo Amma Lelter for a big
pumpkin of the finest quality. To Mrs.
Albert Saeurber for a handsome bouquet
with which to adorn our trumpet on fire
men's dav. '
He Is Held Tod Tlabtly.
BaCalo Express:
It sometimes is very difficult for A man
who is in the hands of his friends to es
cape therefrom in time to get the nomina
tion. x
Welcomed.
Mr. Dupeep (coming up the bay) I tell
you it's good to have friends at home. I re
ceived a cable dispatch before we leftLiver
pool, from some unknown source, 'saying
that a tug was going to meet me at Sandy
Hook.
Denutr Sheriff fan Soar later) Bee Mr-
don, sir; but you're my prisoner oa feat
little rotter of' PatorWs Paten, Mm
sesJwr, yM, kwi
LJssSbhsh
vHHBir IS
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HwCracttE,
Addrtn eommunteattoruor tMt departnunlj
to E. K. Cbjjsbovxs. tewften; Jtahu.
780 A BAU.SOAD POBLM.
Four tracks meet at a turn-table, as sfcawa is
the accompanying diagram. On eaea traek
stands two cars coupled tezetfcer. asd the teee
motive is on the tum-taMe.' The ears are ntaa
bered as shown, and only two oars aad
locomotive can be on the tura-taMe at tka
samatime. It is required to form a trate of aH
the cars. In numerical order, with the leomo
tire in front, to run in the direction Indicated,
by the arrow. How can this be .JoaewrtSW
uncoupling any of the oars wWehare eonplt4
at the start? J. H.' TsxAXSXfcT. -
781 METAMORPHOSiS.f ,-
A jay flew down from a branch one day, .
And lit on a mother sheep's head;
'Apiece of cloth had Clown away,"
And lit on her back Instead,
"O. what Is that, the farmer boy said,
'That on the sheep's back dota Her'
"Tig but an ell of cloth." said the maid,
"That I hung on the fence unSay."
"And will you please go get it for mef
Ana away tne larm ooy went;
Bnt what be bronzht back for her to see.
Was a simple ornament ' r
Anm,.
782-D0TJBLETACBO8TIC.
Words of five letters.
L A maiden. 2. The great artery which rises
outofthelelt ventricle of the heart. 31 To
twist, i. A Spartan slave. SL A sea of Europe
(Web). 6. A scrioturat proper name. 7. A
slnggard. 8. Elflsh. 8. ObUvioa. - - C
Primal and finals will name atasess aateor;
Trasx.
783 OUB LITTLE XAS8." jjK. "$
Onr household one comes ruaslBg fa ,t -
With tangled golden carls,
And eyes so iparMncbrightshe sseiws"
The qneen of charming girls. 2C ,
Her mouth U curved IQc Capik's lw,v I
Or like the letter toco, J5.W ,
And, though she's bat a annum maid,
Her faults are very few. "
To earth kind heaven in merey tbrM ' '
This flower so fair and sweet,
To shod a light on every path ,
w nere treaa ner aamiy xeec
'Tis true she sometimes total H
We're glad to find it so.
For we'd not love her half so well
Sid she no spirit show.
Ethtl.
784 NTOIEEiCAL.
ThatvAoIe, composed of 13 letten,! a plant.
oi tne genus jaeruna. . .
i, 13. 12, 9 is a town lb Allegheay eeaaty.
8. 8. 7. 5, 2 is a female name,
i. a. iv a a piece ox news. , - -
6, 8, 2, lis a talon. rrcwHr,
786 DECAPITAKeK.
To catch the second, aU the hook ,
Into the sea, and not a breek; .. ".
For 'tis a fish seat b rsuioe.
And eft la Scotland it to sees; , TV
In tales of old the (Mrct'we mett,'
Though bow 'tis marked as ptwajete.
A meadow, lrioetowaad grew,
. Where- sparkling waters few be iween.
J9xT9K SwXS9
786 HoraoLAse. M J"x&f"
I. Dteolrlair' stone. 2. A teg,'niBtl -,
instrument in writioe. 8. A eeeatf ot Cali
fornia, 4. A person aliectd with a eertaB dis
ease. 6. To stay behind, ft A letter. 7. Tasted.
8V Genoa of coieopteroas Inseess. 9. Breasea
with affected neatness. 18. To become tMsser.
11 One of an order ot insects harisg'see an
terior wings quite rndlfflentanv
Diagonals: Ltjl, down. One who reads books
where they are exoosed. for sale. MgMOeien.
Small, grass-tike plants. Centrals, tteum. Cer
tain cannons. Jask F. LA8.
, 787 AJfASBASC .
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Away to the gefdea saat
The little ones, wandered east asd west.
Fox the days la the nest were deae.
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Tha bW files back te its empty nest.
Fries back wHa its dreeaiac wlsgs.
And hia oa the heap of the rain aita,
And stags, aad siajs, and sings;
Teaderly siaas of the revise heart;
Tkar ---- w,a 4e wilt
Bat ua traveled at last wHl waadet bee, j
To slag of its flnt hose stiu.
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