FROM SUFFERING. The most beautiful soaga that ever wore sunt?. The noblest words that ever were spo knu, Have l.een from sorrow and suffering wrung. From human lives heart-broken. The luirp is meaningless and dumb Till the st.ings are strained; then the pure nv'.es come. —Home Magazine. | Sir Jasper's Generosity, j The band was playing "A Summer Night' in Munich." Out on the terrace ■colored l'ghts hung like globes of fire, and seats, cunningly placed in se cluded corners, invited repose to the dancers. There, in the quivering moon light. stood Rosemary Maitland. Her companion lookei at the sweet face half turned away from him. Presently he spoke. "It may be a long, long time," he said, softly. And the music died away into a distant echo—it seemed of pain. "Will you spare a thought for me sometimes?" "I shall often think of you," she answered simply. "Will you give me a flower?" he said, and turned to the flower-border, filled with quaint, old-fashioned plants —lavender, "boy's love," "balm" and a host of others. "What would you like?" she asked. And then with a sudden impulse she picked off a piece of an old-fashioned plant, and offereu it to him. "There's rosemary, for remem brance," she said, a little unsteadily. And as Jim Duncan took the little pungent-smelling sprig he kept the hand in his. Surely the hour was come! "Rosemary," he said; "Rosemary, will you remember me? I love you. Darling, won't you speak to me?" "What do you want me to say?" she whispered, and the light in her sweet blue eyes was quite enough for Jim Duncan, for he took her in liis Btrong arms, and murmured all those 6weet things which come with all the force of first love. "It may be only a year," he said, "or It may be longer. Can you wait so long. Rosemary?" Her answer, spoken softly enough, was distinctly "Yes." I shall keep this, he said, putting the little green sprig carefully away in his pocket. "And when 1 am lar away, darling, that will tell me of 'Rose mary' for remembrance. "Rosemary! Rosemary! Where are <ou, child?" A tall, dark-eyed woman stood be *ide them, her sheeny satin train sweping over the grass, diamonds glit tering in her nair. "We are going now, dear," she said, looking keemy at Rosemary. "'Ah, is that you, Mr. Duncan? So fou are really going abroad?" "Yes, for a year; I hope not more. I shall hope to come and see you be fore we sail, Mrs. -j.aitland." "We should have been delighted to Bee you," she said, "but I am afraid we leave town tomorrow for the country. Come, Rosemary.* She swept followed by her daughter; and as they sto«d in the brilliantly lighted hall. Jim found time whisper a last good-bye in Rose mary's ear. "Cmd-feye, darling!" he whispered, As he put her soft, furry cloak over her ehoulders. "I shall write to the colonel »nd you, too. Tell me that you love cue, dearest." "You know I do, Jim." Mrs. Maitland glanced curiously at Jsr daughter as she sat still and si- | lent in the corner of the brougham. "Silly child! she reflected. "Thank heaven, I was in time to nip the , thing in the bud." She said nothing, however, to Rose- j jnarv on the subject and they parted In silence. It was a week later. Rosemary still watched feverishly for the postman, happily unconscious of the fact that Mrs. Maitland had had also a deep interest in the post-box and its contents, for one morning she had, on carefully examining the post box, selected two letters, one ad dressed to Col. Maitland and the other to Rosemary. These she putin her pocket for further examination, after while they found a last resting place in the fire. "H'm! Troops sailed yesterday for the Cape," observed the colonel one morning at breakfast. "Hallo! Young Duncan went out, I see. Did you know he was going, Grace?" Mrs. Maitland opened the Morning Po-st indifferently. "Young Duncan? Yes. I knew he was off very soon. Rosemary, you are pouring the cream into the sugar ba sin." Rosemary murmured something vaguely about the heat and escaped into the garden, while Mrs. Maitland proceeded to enlighten her worthy husband on the subject, wisely omit ting, however, the episode of the burnt letters. "Well, my dear. Jim Duncan is a very nice young fellow," he ventured to say. "and if the child likes him —" "Really, George, you e<re quite ab surd! Why, the boy has scarcely enough to keep himself. Besides you know. Sir Jasper Carew is only wait ing for a little encouragement to come to the point." Time passed—time which waits for no man—and as each 'day slipped by, and not a word came from across the Bea. Rosemary grew more and more hopeless. She was forgotten. And the »prig of rosemary was doubtless lying Unheeded in the fire, o. had floated away ifc the rolling waves [ The June sun beat down fiercely on I the green meadows of Padstow court as Rosemary walked slowly down the avenue to meet the postman. He gave her one thin, foreign letter with a blurred-looking postmark. Had it come at last? With trembling fin gers she tore it open. There lay, dry and discolored, a sprig of rosemary. A mute reproach. "Dear Miss Maitland," the letter ran—"My dear old chum Jim Duncan asks me to write these few lines, which he cannot write himself. His hours are numbered, and, stricken with fever, he has not long live. He begs to enclose the sprig of rosemary, and to remind you—though without reproach —that it was given for remembrance. He has never forgotten you. I am, yours sincerely, Rupert Moore." A little gasping sob escaped her lips. He was ill—dying—dead! What did he mean by reminding her of the rosemary for remembrance? He had not remembered —and now? With vacant, aching eyes she looked again at the little withered spring an.l took her way homeward. In the hall Mrs. Maitland met her, and in horror at the sight of the white, agonized face, she exclaimed: "Rosemary! What is it?" The girl held out the letter with shaking fingers. "Don't speak to me!" she said, hoarsely. "I can't bear it yet. Moth er" —with a wild cry—"mother, my heart is broken." It was a year later. Time, the great healer, had laid b gentle hand on Rosemary's wild sor row, hushing it to rest, soothing the dull agony. Still, there lay in a little drawer of her bureau that envelop, with its sprig of faded rosemary, and the faint odor never failed to bring back the old, sad memories. Sir Jasper Carew was very tender in his honest devotion. One day he told her of his love; very gently, very tenderly, all the devotion, silent and strong, of years' growth he laid at her feet "I have always loved you, dear," he said. "Is there no hope for me at all?" RosemaTy looked away into the sun shiny garden regretfully. "Listen to me first before I answer your question," she said, softly: "I know I can trust you, and 1 should like to tell you all. There was —some one else —and he went away. I never heard anything of him till last year, when —one day—l heard from a friend of his —that he was dying—dead. I thought he had forgotten me —but —he had not. 1 loved him—and I can never love in the same way again. But —" She paused, and Jasper took her hands in his. "Rosemary," he said, and his voice trembled, "Rosemary, I can be content with a very little love, if you will only let gie take care of you. Will you be my wife?" Rosemary looked at him stealily. "If you can be content," she said softly, "I will do my best to make you happy." Jt was a strange, an almost pathetic, wooing, but Jasjer Carew felt amply rewarded for his years of faitluul de votion and patient' waiting. It was September when they were all at Padstow Court again. The wed ding was to take place in December, and Mrs. Maitland, quite in her ele ment, was very busy arranging all those hundred and one details which must attend the marriage of an only daughter. Jasper felt that his cup of happiness was full to tne brim as he and Rose mary sauntered slowly homeward one glorious evening. Passing along a green lane they heard footsteps behind them, and a voice at' their side said, courteously: "Could you kindly tell me the near est way to Pa;lstow Court?" They turned and faced the speaker. At the sight of him Rosemary stag gered back, pale to the very lips, while he started forward with a cry: "Rosemary:" "Jim!" With all the deadly rapidity of a flash of lightning Jasper Carew real ized what had happened, and he saw at once that all his dreams of future hap piness were at' an end. He turned away for a moment, for at first the sight of his (alas! his no longer) Rose mary lying sobbing in Jim's arms was too much for him to witness, till at last Rosemary remembered all, and she turned pleadingly to Jasper. "Jasper," she pleaded, "Jasper, for give me—forgive me!" "Dear," he said hoarsely, "I see it all. And now" —he turned to Jim and held out his hand —"welcome home, Duncan," he said. "You see, I know who you are. Rosemary, you can do one thing for me: make him happy." "God bess you!" said Jim, as he wrung his hand. "I can never repay you for this act of more than generos ity." "Take her in." said Jasper, abruptly, glancing at Rosemary. "We shall meet again presently." He left them abruptly, and the lov ers, left alone, found time for mutual explanations. Jim bad almost mirac ulously recovered. And, having been sent up country, had been detained abroad for some time longer. "Rosemary," he said, "you never an swered my letters." "Letters?" she echoed. "I got none, and I thought you had forgotten me." Matters thus arranged, by Sir Jas per's special wisn the marriage was not delayed, and the only alteration was that he took the place of the "best man" at nis own request. Mrs. Maitland was sorely annoyed at this change, but at the special intervention of Providence, as the colonel called it, she could say nothing, though Jim guessed that she had had a hand in the disappearance or non-uelivery of those 'otters. —Woman's Life. ltibbon Velvet mill lli-aitl*. Wide, plain crinoline braids, edged with narrowest black ribbon, sewn on lisse of the same color, make up well into large toques. In a model of this sort the lisse used to drape the brim has two rows of braid running hori zontally, and is mounted in a volum inous bouillonne caught 0:1 either side of the front and twice Again at the back so as to form a sort of large, square bow. The crown is covered loosely with plain lisse, as well as the under side of the brim. Palest laven der gray is the color chosen for the lisse and braids, the latter being bor dered with black velvet. For trim ming, there are two large pale pink roses resting on the bonuilione; a third is fixed under the brim. HHirdrpfi!(in«; and Hats. Now that "foreheads are in,"to quote the famous phrase of the hair dresser, the forward tilt of the hat is imperative. Placed straight or on the back of the head, it gives a bare, bleak aspect to the brow which is by no means becoming. Of course, all fash ionable women have discarded a fringe, except such slight tendrils of hair as serve to soften the outlines of the temples. The fringe, indeed, which has become common to all ranks and which was often to be seen tou zled, ill-combed and worse brushed, an unbecoming mat indeed; had sunk very low and was doomed to ex tinction, but it must be remembered that a different style of liairdressing demands a different shape and poise of hat. Ring for n Rride. A ring of unique design has just been made to order by a leading jew eler, and will form one of many gifts to be received by a popular bride. It is very beautiful and the fortunate re cipient will have tho satisfaction of knowing that no one else possesses its counterpart. A single- enameled heartsease forms the centre, and rim ming the petals is a raised band of plain go'.d, designed to protect the enamel from being scratched. Out side the gold again is a border of dia monds composed of 20 stones of ir regular shape, fitted into the angles of the petals so as to form a solid band, and making the centre design a perfect oval. The heartsease itself was first wrought into gold, the en amel being burnt upon this. The jew elers say they have never made or seen a design at all like this one.— Philadelphia Record. ■» A Colony of Pet CJoaitn. The fondness of the Baroness Bur dett-Coutts for animal pets is well known, but it is seldom that a woman chooses, as the baroness has done, to make the goat the object of her spe cial favor. West Hill farm, one of the country houses of the baroness, has been for 26 years the home of these pets, and a most interesting herd is now established there. Evsrything has been done to provide for the corn fort and happiness of the favored creatures. There are well warmed sheds, with separate dwellings for un ruly Billies, and luxurious quarters for the mothers with their kids. The row of buildings stands in a large yard, which opens into an extensive meadow. Here are large piles of logs, ovtr which the goats delight' to climb in play, and to add to the general liveliness of the plac?, a few fowls are allowed to run about freely, and a pretty dovecote, filled with pigeons, is built over the entrauce to the yard. The meadow is bordered with flowers and banks of laurel and ivy. The baroness has chosen for her pets such picturesque names as Cle matis, Wild Thyme, Wistaria and Meadow Sweet. Much of the milk of the goats is given away by the baron ness to delicate people and to those who have little ones. Homely Mm. Wagner. Mrs. Richard Wagner is a remarka ble woman for her years, still tall, straight and slender, kind, gentle and sympathetic. Sue instructs her sing ers in all Wagnerian roles, rising ear ly in all kinds of weather, and exert ing all day her wonderful executive ability. She plays the piano well, and is a splendid musician. Mrs. Wagner, now (58, is a head tall er than was her husbanl. Quaint and odd in dress, spare and gaunt in figure, the startling effect is heightened by a long and scrawny neck. She is as sal low as her venerable father, now dead. Deep, but phenomenally bright, pierc ing eyes gleam out from under heavy brows. Her nose is long and hawked. There never lived another so homely and fascinating a man as her father, and he was her prototype. She is said to be what Wagner in sisted on calling her —the most intel lectual woman in Germany. Her in tellectuality is only surpassed by her matchiess devotion. Her shining faith in her dead mas ter's deification, and in her own final reunion with him, would transform the whole world to Wagnerian disciples, could it be brought within her influ ence. This one woman was as nec essary as life itself to complete the de velopment of Wagner's purpose to cre ate for the world an absolutely new standard in lyric music.—Success. TllU't Veil tn the Hem. Fashion authorities agree that a tulle veil must extend to the hem of the train of a wedding gown. If of tulle the veil Is never hemmed. A. lace wedding veil has its own woven border. The veil is arranged on the coiffure in deep plaits, leaving small ends upright on the crown ofthehead. To this piece is firmly pinned the coro net of orange blossoms, the single bride rose or the sunburst of brilliants, as the mode of dressing '.he bride's head is arranged. What Is called t'ha face covering is a small separate piece of tulle or lace. This covers the bride's face as she goes up the aisle, and is removed by the maid of honor a/ter the ceremony, before the bride turns to come down the aisle on the arm of the new made benedict. To all outward view the veil is in one piece, draped over the bride's head, but :« a matter of fact the separate piece is resorted to, so as not to dam age the coiffure or pull the coronet over one ear when the bride, as is supposed, throws back the veil from off her face. The face covering is at tached with a couple of hairpins. The maid of honor always whisks it out of sight; it matters not how or where it is disposed of if invisible to the eyes of the congregation. The face cover ing reaches to the waist. By using It the bride avoids resembling a fountain of tulle, as may happen when the flimsy cataract is disposed to entirely cover her face and person. —Montreal Star. The ITblqtiitou* RlilrtwaUt. Whether the poor, sweltering men v/ill ever be allowed the luxury of shirtwaists or not, it is certain that women, having once experienced their many advantages, will never give them up. This summer they are more than ever to the fore, and are permissible at every function, so much so, that many fashionable won'.cn wear prac tically nothing else than a shirt and skirt in the way of a daytime costume all summer. Of cour??. these may vary in material and cost. Some silk and lace affairs from vmut shirtmak ers cost as much as soo for a shirt, ••vl. ile sls is not cousideied extrava gant: but whatever m.;> be the ma terial and cut, the p.'.Uern is substan tially the (sine, whether ii is the sim ple home maae cotton shirt or a satin and lace confection from one of the best places. This summer many of the shirts and skirts are made of the same material, and in plain tints of mauve, corn color, light blue and pale pink are exceedingly pretty, so that the white pique or duck skirt will not be so universally worn, although it will still be popular with colored shirts. But the smartest effect of all is pure white, and this year the name of pret ty materials which will serve equally well for shirts and skirts is legion. A newly arrived American, who has been living abroad for several years, remarked the other day that she was greatly struck by the difference be tween the women's dress in the streets of New York and London, and that the comparison was greatly in favoroftha former. Even in summer the New York women wear either dark or neu tral tans and grays in the street, whereas in London white pique skirts, fussy muslin waists, and even sashes are seen worn by women who consider themselves smart. It is very noticea ble," added our countrywoman, "that American women seem to possess the Gallic sense of fitness which is so ap parent in French women, and which many English women seem totally to lack" —New York Tribune. Watermelon pink is a fashionable color, Stockings of the finest white silk or lisle thread are worn with white gowns. Hair receivers made of linen and fashioned in cornucopia shape, with the aid of buttons, are among the nov elties. Quills are seen on nearly all the hats especially designed to wear with tai lor made suits, and the quills are util ized in novel ways. Chantilly lace, very fine and gossa mer like, veils the floral sprays and clusters on some of the daintiest crea tions of the milliner. On some of the batiste, muslin and zephyr linen gowns for morning wear, tiny ehaplets take the place of the popular ruffle over the shoulder. Dimity is the prettiest of materials for underwear as well as gowns, bul look out for the laundress. It will wear well if it is given tender treat ment, but not otherwise. Bands of red, white or dark blue add amazingly to the style of the gray linen skirts. These linen skirts, by the way, are far more serviceable than the pique, since they do not require such frequent washing. It has not been possible to get away from the plain backs on gowns. They went out apparently for a time, but they sprang up again, without making a fuss about it, and most of the pret tiest and most stylish gowns have the plain backs. The elastic ground belt, quite wide and shaped to the figure with a bone or two is the most approved style for general wear. The belt is woven with the lower edge coming just below the waist line, and the elastic is decoraeted with many devices. For the woman who likes her short under petticoats of some thin clinginj material, made of something pre'ty as well, she can find them made of wash silks in all shades, sizes and col ors. They ar fitted with darts, and many have lace ruffles set on above the edge, giving a pretty effect with the silk, if it is in color, showing through" SCIENCE AND INDUSTRY. A writer in the Engineer points ont thai, coal exposod to the air and weaither deteriorates measureably. A slow combustion takes place in the oxidation of the coal by the air, and where the heat is oonfine>d it may rise to such a degree as to ignite the coal. In 1899 the area of reserved govern ment forests in the different British provinces of India aggregated 84,148 square miles, or 54,000,000 acres, more than the total area of England and Ireland together. The state for ests of the German Empire only ag gregate 16,400 square miles. A Zurich photographer claims to have perfected an apparatus by which he has taken photographs of small objects at a great distance. Some of his pictures were taken at a dis tance of 120 miles. The improved art is called telephotography, "phot ographing at a distance," as teleg graphy is "writing at a distance." The theory upon which the Japan ese work to produce their famous artificially dwarfed trees is to limit the root system and to reduce the number of leaves so that nractically only sufficient food is assimilated to maintain the plant in health, without there being any surplus to provide material for added growth. This counter-checking of the natural growth isdone so to such a nicety that a tree more than 300 years old may not at tain a height of more than two or three feet. It is pointed out by physicians that transmission of contagious diseases is easily possible through the com mon toileit pin, and persons who make a practice of putting pins ,in the mouth are warned of the danger in curred. Pins are used by patients suffering from tuberculosis have been found to bear the germs of the di sease. Even pins fresh from paper or box are not safe, as these are often collected from the streets by children and sold to pin manufacturers, this latter practice being specially common in Europe. Sable Island, off the coast of Nova Scotia, where so many ships have been wrecked, is gradually washing away, and, strange to say, the Cana dian Government is doing its best to find a way to save it. It might be thought, at first blush, that its wash ing away would be the best thing that could happen, but the trouble is that it will wash down just below the surface of the water, and then lie there concealed, an infinitely greater danger to navigation than ever. So an effort is to be made to keep it above water, and this is to be done by planting on it certain trees whose roots have peculiar binding qualities. The roots branch out widely and in terlace, clinging to the sand in such a way that it becomes a strong wall. The French Government has used the trees effectively for this purpose, and they have also been used along the sandy banks of the Suez Canal. A Sin it 11 Watch. • The Dowager Duchess of Suther land. who is credited with possessing the only crystal watch in existence having transparent works, made for the most part of rock crystal, had the works removed from a miniature watch and placed inside a magnificent diamond having a diameter not ex ceeding the depth of four lines of or dinary type. Small as this timepiece was, it is surpassed in diminutiveness by what was justly described as the "smallest watch in the world," which was exhibited at the watch exhibition in Berlin recently. Made of fine gold, this miscroscopic watch had the di mensions of a pea; that i3 to say. its diameter of 6 1-2 millimeters, which is practically a quarter of an inch, would equal in depth three lines of type; 480 of these watches would weigh about one pound avoirdupois, if there existed any one possessing a heart sufficiently adamant to per mit so brutal a weight as avoirdupois to Ire applied to so delicate a mechan ism. Made of gold and valued at £4OO, this dainty watch boasts a min ute hand as long as an ordinary-sized letter "I"and a half, an hour hand less than an "n" and a half in length, and a second hand one-six teenth of an inch long that would de mand an Incursion Into the nonpariel font to supply a suitable illustration. —Good Words. Concrete Street Canal street New Orleans, is about 135 feet wide between the sidewalks. On each side of the pavement there is a roadway 3T feet wide, on which is all the traffic. In the centre of the street, there is a section 60 feet wide, which has been known ks neutral ground, on which the local street railways have laid their tracks. Recently an effort has been made to improve the condi tion of the street and after considera ble study it was determined to pave this central section with concrete. Ac cordingly a regular concrete pavement, such as that used in sidewalks was laid down, the bottom of which ex tends to the bottom of the ties upon which the rails are laid. Instead of being a solid mass, it is laid down in blacks with sand joints. Eight' inch sand joints are provided between the paving and the rails to prevent spread ing of fractures which may develop after a time. This also permits of the ready repairing of the rails, or re newing of bonding withovt great ex pense. The experiment of using a concrete surfaceway in streets will be watched with much interest by mu nicipal engineers. "SMV A Railroad nal I<leaA i h\» There is a telegraffru Kansas City so tall that calls him "Shorty." Some i»_» he brought a new typewriter, and thereby hangs a tale. The common everyday machine wasn't quite up-to-date enough for him, so he had one made to order. The keyboard is along different llaes from the ordinary machine and oven the type has a peculiarity unto itself. He realized that he needed a word counting attachment', but the counters on the market were ordinary affairs, so he bought a bicycle cyclometer, and for three months has been put ting in all of his spare time in an ef fort to convert it into a word counter. Another cf "Shorty's" up-to-date improvements is a "secret sounder." A "secret sounder" is an instrument which fits over the head and brings close to the ear the delicate instru ment used in receiving messages from the wire. There is no sound audible to any one excepting the operator who is wearing the device, hence the name —<secret sounder. The sounder is con nected by a flexible cord, long enough to allow the operator to have a little freedom. A stranger dropped into the newspaper office where "Shorty" was employed one evening and, see ing the man on the end of a rope, asked why they "didn't take that feller outside if they had to keep him tethered up that way." "Shorty" was at a newspaper office a few nights ago and had occasion to use his typewriter on a long story. To say that the copy he turned out was artistic would be putting It mild ly—it was a work of art. It pleased him so much that after exulting over it for lS or 20 minutes and showing it to"the gang." he laid it down on the table, took his typewriter in and placed it on the telegraph editor's desk. Then he returned to the tele graph room well satisfied with him self and every one else. The typewriter took up too much room on the editor's desk, and he fi nally ca.me out and asked "Shorty" what he should Jo with it. It was then discovered that he had delivered his machine to the telegraph editor instead of the story. In the excitement that followed tliere was a wild mixup of operators, telegraph editors and beer bottles, and the office devil who canio into see what the row was about got so tangled up in the wires of the secret sounder that they both had to be laid up for repairs.—Kansas City Journal. Ainrrican* in Europe. The Americans are invading Eu rope this summer in immense num bers. Some of our counjrymen are going there for business, and some of them for pleasure. Europe has been accuainted with the latter these majiy years, and while the inn keepers, shopkeepers, hack-drivers, and other useful citizens of the mon archies, empires and republics of the Old World were always glad to see us, it cannot be said that they re spected us. They were amiable, and were paid for their amiability. What they chiefly liked about the Ameri cans was his easy good-nature in the presence of a large bill. An Ameri can would pay a charge that woull have landed the innkeeper in jail if it had been presented to the cham berlain of a king. Perhaps this re lation between the foreigner and the American will remain. There is a cafe in Paris which charges an Amer ican $9 for a $2 dinner, for which a Frenchman is charged five francs. It will be difficult for this restaurant keeper to break such an agreeable habit. Most Americans are rich, and those who are care little for the small items of a bill of fare. Americans who are poor, and who know the lan guage. are not liked so much in Paris as the rich Americans, because they decline to pay more for a dinner or a drive than is charged for the same essentials of life to a Russian prince or a branchisseuse. —Harper's Weekly. The f)l(l«FHfthioned ttov. At a little dinner of a few old-tim ers the other night one of the speak ers said: "What has become of the old-fash ioned boy? The one who looked like his father when his father carried the sort of pomposity which was like the divinity that hedged a king in the time when kinghood was in its break o' day. The boy who wore a hat which threatened to come down over his ears. The boy whose trous ers were made over from his father's by his mother, or aunt, or grandmoth er. The boy whose hair had a cow lick in it, before, and was sheared off the same length behind. The boy who walked with both hands in the pockets of his trousers and who ex pectorated between his teeth when his teeth were clamped together. The boy who never wore knickerbockers or a round-about coat. The boy whose chirography was shaped by the gmynastics of his tonsue. The boy who believed his father was the greatest man in the world, and that he could have been president if he had wanted to be. The boy who was his mother's man when the man was away from home." —New York Sun She learned OiilcUly. Bridget was just over, and didn't understand the uses of the call bell, so her mistress explained that she was to come to her when she rang it. The next day milady missed her bell. She called Bridget to inquire about ft, and Bridget replied: "Sure, mum, I have it, and when i vant you I'll line It."—New York 'rimes.
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