} i 4 2 { Queer Luck of By JOSEPH *OOR Abe Dodge!” x That's what they called him, though he was not any poorer than other folks— not so poor as some. How ~ could he be poor, work as he did and steady as he was? Worth a whole grist of such bait as his brother Ephe Dodge, and yet they never called Ephe poor, whatever Worse name they might call him. When Ephe was off at a show in the village Abe was following the plow, driving a straight furrow, though you would not have thought it to see the way his nose pointed. In winter, when Ephe was taking the girls to singing school or spelling bee or some other foolishness—out till after 9 o'clock at night, like as not— Abe was hanging over the fire, hold- ing a book so the light would shine, first on one page and then on the other, and he turning the book, and reading first with one eye and then with the other. There, the murder’s out. Abe couldn't read with both eyes at once. If Abe looked straight ahead he couldn't see the furrow—nor anything else, for that matter. His best friend couldn't say but what Abe Dodge was the cross- eyedest cuss that ever was. Why, if You wanted to see Abe, you'd stand in front of him, but if you wanted Abe to see you, you'd Lave to stand behind him, or pretty near it. Homely? Well, if you mean downright “humbly,” that’s what he was. When one eye was in use the other was out of sight, all except the white of it. The girls used to say he had to wake up in the night to rest his face, it was so “humbly.” In school you ought to have seen him look at his copybook. He had to cant his head clear over and cock his chin up till it pointed out of the window and down the road. You'd really ought to have seen him; you'd have died. Head of his class, too, right along; just as near to the head as Ephe was to the foot; and that’s saying a good deal. But to see him at his desk. He looked for all the world like a week cld chicken peek- in’ at a tumblebug. And him a grown man, too, for he stayed to school win- ters so long as there was anything more the teacher could teach him. You see, there wasn’t anything to draw him away, no girl would look at him— lucky, too, seein’ the way he looked. Well, one term there was a new teacher come—regular high-up girl, down from Chicago. As bad luck would have it, Abe wasn’t at school the first week—hadn’t got through his fall work. So she got to know all the scholars, and they was awful tickled with her—everybody always was that knowed her. The first day she came in and saw Abe at his desk. she thought he was squintin’ for fun, and she up and laughed right out. Some of the scholars laughed, too, at first; but most of ’em, to do ‘em justice, was a leetle took back; young as they was, and cruel by nature. (Young folks is most usually cruel—don’t seem to know no better.) Well, right in the middle of the hush, Abe gathered up his books and upped and walked outdoors, lookin’ right ahead of him, and consequently seein’ the handsome young teacher unbe- known to her. She was the worst cut up you ever did see; but what could she do or say? Go and tell him she thought he was makin’ up a face for fun? The girls do say that come noon-spell, when she found out about it, she cried—just fair- ly cried. Then she tried to be awful nice to Abe's ornery brother, Ephe, and Ephe, he was tickled most to death; but that didn’t do Abe any good—Ephe was just ornery enough to take care that Abe shouldn't get any comfort out of it. They do say she sent mes- sages to Abe, and Ephe never delivered "em, or else twisted ‘em S80 as to make things worse and worse, Mebbe so, mebbe not—Ephe was ornery enough for it. ’Course the schoolma’am she was boardin’ round, and pretty soon it come time to go to ol’ man Dodge's and she went; but no Abe could she ever see, He kept away, and as to meals, he never set by, but took a bite off by himself when he could get a chance. (‘Course his mother favored him, being be was so cussed unlucky.) Then when the folks was all to bed, he'd come in and poke up the fire and peep into his book, but first one side and then the other, same as ever. Now what does schoolma’am do but come down one night when she thought be was abed and asleep, and catch him unawares. Abe knowed it was her, quick as he heard the rustle of her dress, but there wasn’t no help for it, $0 he just turned his head away and covered Lis cross-eyes with his hands and she pitched in. What she said I don’t know, but Abe never said a word; only told her he didn’t blame her, not a mite; he knew she couldn’t help it— no move than he could. Then she asked him to come back to school, and he answered to please excuse him. After a bit she asked him if he wouldn’t come back to oblige her, and he said he cal- culated he was obligin’ her more by stayin’ away. Well, come to that, she didn’t know what to do, so, womanlike, she upped The Surgeon’s Miracle. a Homely Man. KIRKLAND. fries © _.cas he said he'd come back, and they shook hands on it. Well, Abe kept his word and took up schoolin’ as if nothing had happened; and such schoolin’ as there was that winter. I don’t believe any regular academy had more learnin’ and teachin’ that winter than that district school did. Seemed as if all the scholars had turned over a new leaf. Even wild, ornery, no account Ephe Dodge couldn’t help but get ahead some—but then he was crazy to get the schoolma’am; and she never paid no attention to him, just went with Abe. Abe was teachin’ her mathematics, seeing that was the one thing where he knowed more than she did—outside of the farming. Folks used to say that if Ephe had Abe’s head, or Abe had Epe’s face, the schoolma’am would have half of the Dodge farm whenever ol’ man Dodge got through with it; but neither of them did have what the other had, and so there it was, you see. Well, you've heard of Squire Caton; Judge Caton, they call him, since he got to be judge of the Supreme Court— and Chief Justice at that. Well, he had a farm down there not far from Fox River, and when he was there he was a plain farmer like the rest of us, though up in Chicago he was a high-up lawyer, leader of the bar. Now it so happened that a young doctor named Brainard—Daniel Brainard—had just come to Chicago and was startin’ in, and Squrie Caton was helpin’ him, gave him desk room in his office and made him known to the folks—Kinzies and Butterflies and Ogdens and Hamil- tons and Arnolds and all of these folks —about all there was in Chicago in those days. Brainard had been in Paris, France, and Paris, Illinois, you understand, and knew all the doctorin’ there was to know then. Well, come spring, Squire Caton had Doc Brainard down to visit him, and they shot #ucks and geese and prairie chickens and some wild tur- keys—and deer, too. Game was just swarming at that time. All the while Caton was doin’ what law business there was to do, and Brainard thought he ought to be doin’ some doctorin’ to keep his hand in, so he asked Caton if there wasn’t any cases he could take up—surgery cases especially he hank- ered after, seein’ he had more carvin’ tools than you could shake a stick at. He asked him particularly if there wasn’t anybody he could treat for “strabismus.” The squire hadn’t heard of anybody dying of that complaint; but when the doctor explained that strabismus was French for cross-eyes, he naturally thought of poor Abe Dodge, and the young doctor was right up on his ear. He smelled the battle afar off; and ‘most before you could say Jack Robin- son the squire and the doctor were on horseback and down to the Dodge farm, tool chest and all. Well, it so happened that nobody was at home but Abe and Ephe, and it didn’t take but a few words before Abe was ready to set right down, then and there, and let anybody do anything he was a mind to with his unfortunate eyes. No, he wouldn't wait until the old folks come home; he didn’t want to ask no advice; he wasn’t afraid of pain, nor of what anybody could do te his eyes—couldn’t be made any worse than they were, whatever you did to em. Take ’em out and boil em and put em: back if you had a mind to, only go to work. He knew he was of age, and he guessed he was master of his own eyes—such as they were, Well, there wasn’t nothing else to do but go ahead. The doctor opened up his killing tools and tried to keep Abe from seeing them; but Abe he just come right over and peeked at ‘em, handled ‘em and called ’em “splendid” —and so they were, barrin’ havin’ them used on your flesh and blood and bones, Then they got some: clothes and a basin, and one thing and another, and set Abe right down in a chair. (No such thing as chloroform in those days, you'll remember.) Squire Caton was to hold an imstrument that spread the eyelids wide open, while Ephe was to hold Abe’s head steady. First touch of the lancet, the first spurt of blood, and what do you think? That ornery Ephe wilted and fell flat on the floor behind the chair. “Squire,” said Brainard, “step around and hold his head.” “I can hold my own head,” says Abe, as steady as you please. But Squire Caton he straddled over Ephe and held his head between his arms, and the two handles of the eye-spreader with his hands. It was all over in half a minute, and then Abe, he leaned forward and shook the blood off his eyelashes, and locked straight out of that eye for the first time since he was born. And the first words he said were: “Thank the Lord. She’s mine.” About that time Ephe he crawled out doors, sick as a dog, and Abe spoke up, says he: “Now for the other, eye, doctor.” “Oh,” says the doctor, “we'd better take another day for that.” “All right,” says Abe; “if your hands are tired of cuttin’, you can make an- other job of it. My face ain’t tired of bein’ cut, I can tell you.” and cried; and then she said he hurt | der feelings. And the upshoot of it | i “Well, if you're game, I am.” So, if you'll believe me, they just set to work and operated on the other eye, Abe holding his own head, as he said he would, and the Squire holding the spreader. And when it was all done the doctor was for puttin’ a bandage on to keep things quiet till the wounds all healed up; but Abe just begged for one sight of himself, and he stood up and walked over to the clocks and looked in the glass, and says he: “So that’s the way I lcok, is it? Shouldn’t have known my own face— never saw it before. How long must I keep the bandage on, doctor?” “Ob, if the eyes ain’t very sore when you wake up in the morning you can take it off, if you'll be careful.” “Wake up. Do-you suppose I can sleep when such a blessing has fallen on me? I'll lay still, but if I forget it, or you, for one minute this night, I'll be so ashamed of myself that it'll wake me right up.” Then the doctor bound up his eyes and the poor lad said “Thank God” two or three times, and they could see the tears running down his cheeks from under the cloth. Lord! It was just as pitiful as a broken-winged bird. - How about the girl? Well, it was all right for Abe—and all wrong for Ephe—all wrong for Ephe. But that’s all past and gone—all past and gone. Folks come for miles and miles to see cross-eyed Abe with his eyes as straight as a loon’s leg. Doctor Brain- ard was a great man forever after in those parts. Everywhere else, too, by what I heard. When the doctor and the Squire came to go, Abe spoke up, blindfolded as he was and says he: “Doe, how much do you charge a feller for savin’ his life—makin’ a man out of a poor wretch—doin’ what he never thought could be done but by dyin’ and goin’ to kingdom come?” “Oh,” said Doc Brainard, says he, “that ain’t what we look to as pay practice. You didn’t call me in; I came of myself, as though it was what we call a clinic. If all goes well, and if You happen to have a barrel of apples to spare, you just send them up to Squire Caton’s Louse in Chicago, and I'll call over and help eat ‘em.” What did Abe say to that? Why, sir, he never said a word; but they do say the tears started out again, out from under the bandage and down his cheeks. But then Abe he had a five- year-old pet mare he'd raised from a colt—pretty as a picture, kind as a kitten, and fast as split lightning; and next time Doc came down, Abe he just slipped out to the barn and brought the mare round and hitched her to the gate-post, and when Doc came to be goin’ says Abe: “Don’t forget your nag, doctor; she’s hitched to the gate.” Well, sir, even then Abe had the hardest kind of a time to get Doc Brainard to take that mare; and when he did ride off, leading her, it wasn’t half an hour before back she came, lickety-split. Doc said she broke away from him and put for home, but I al- ways suspected he didn’t have no use for a hoss he couldn't sell nor hire out, and couldn't afford to keep in the village—that was what -Chicago was then. But come along toward fall Abe he took her right up to town, and then the doctor's practice had growed so much that he was pretty glad to have her, and Abe was glad to have him have her, seein’ all that had come to him through havin’ eyes like other folks—that’s the schoolma’am, I mean. How did the schoolma’am take it? Well, it was this way. After the cut- tin’ Abe didn’t show up for a few days, till the inflammation got down, and he’d had some practice handlin’ his eyes, so io speak. He just kept himself to himself, enjoying himself. He'd go round doin’ the chores, singin’ So you could hear him a mile. He was always great on singin’, Abe was, though ashamed to go to singin’ school with the rest. Then when the poor boy began to feel like other folks he went right over to where the schoolma’am happened to be boardin’ round, and walked right up to her and took her by both hands and looked her straight in the face and said: “Do you know me?” Well, si® kind of smiled and blushed, and then the corners of her mouth pulled down, and she pulled one hand away, and—if you believe me—that was the third time that girl cried that sea- son, to my certain knowledge— and all for nothin’ either time. What did she say? Why, she just said she'd have to begin all over again to get acquainted with Abe. But Ephe’s nose was out of joint, and Ephe knowed it as well as anybody, Ephe did. It was Abe’s eyes to Ephe’s nose. Married? Oh, yes, of coursé: and lived on the farm as long as the old folks lived, and afterward, too; Ephe staying right along, like the fool al- ways had been. That feller never did have as much sense as a last year’s bird's nest. Alive yet? Abe? Well, no. Might have been if it hadn’t been for Shiloh. When the war broke out Abe thought he'd ought to go, old as he was, so he went into the Sixth. Maybe you've seen a book written about the captain of Company K of the Sixth. It was Company K he went into—him and Ephe. And he was killed at Shiloh— Just as it always seems to happen. He got killed and his worthless brother come home. Folks thought Ephe would have liked to marry the widow, but Lord, she never had no such an idea. Such bait as he was compared to his brother. She never chirped up, to speak of, and now she's dead, too, and Ephe he just toddles round, taking care of the children—kind of a dry nurse: that’s about all he ever was good for, anyhow. My name? OH, my name’s Ephraim —Ephe they call me, for short; Ephe Dodge. Abe was my brother.—New York News. Lord Mount Edscombe is among thé most skillful landscape gardeners im FOR HOARSENESS. If you are Lkoarse, lemon . juice Squeezed on to soft sugar till it is like a syrup, and a few drops of glycerine added, relieves the hoarseness at once. TAKING CORK OUT OF A BOTTLE, Let both bottle and cork dry thor- oughly, for a dry cork is smaller than a damp one. Take a piece of fine, strong twine, make a loop of it by hold- ing the two ends, and then put the loop into the bottle, and move the bottle about tiil you get the string un- der the centre of the cork at the neck of the bottle. Then give a careful pull and the cork will come out. SOAP DESTROYS VARNISH, The care of furniture woods is an ex- ceedingly interesting part of the intelli- genthousekeeper’s duty. The daily light dusting must supplement the weekly rub- bing if the “bloom” in this instance not desirable is to be kept away. As a rule, the use of oily restoratives is to be deprecated. Unless applied by a tireless arm, and thoroughly rubbed in and thereafter the piece of furniture kept in perfect polish by a daily rub- bing, the oil is sure to form a crust sooner or later, which is gummy to the touch and not pleasant to the eye. For this reason new furniture should be kept as long as possible without the application of such restoratives. Fur- niture which has been finished with shellac or varnish, whether in glossy or dull finish, should never be cleaned with soap or water. Soap is made to cut all oily substances, and in the per- formance of the service for which it is made it eats the oil out of the waxed, oiled or shellaced surface it touches and destroys them. PICTURE FRAMING. How to frame a picture offers a per- plexing problem to many, who, having no confidence in their own taste or judgment, hand it over to the profes- sional framer. As a rule, if he under- stands his business, ‘he will put a cor- rect frame on the picture, especialy if it be an oil painting, as those are framed similarly. It is when there is a water color, an etching or a carbon print, that anxiety is felt to have a frame to correspond to the predom- inating color, and be in complete har- mony with it, says the Household Ledger. Conditions vary su frequently that it is impossible to give any hard and fast rule by which to be universally guided; but there is one very definite maxim that it is imperative to observe—and it is, that the frame must be subser- vient to the picture and not the cone spicuous feature. If the frame is more noticeable than the picture, depend up- on it, it is badly framed. The cost does not enter into consideration. A water color should have a mat—the width de- pending on its size; a picture of the av- erage small size requiring a mat of from two to three inches wide. The color depends on the picture, that is, its color scheme. In some pictures, a gold mat will prove an advantage. If the picture is delicate in tone a white mat looks well, and a dark mat, either green or gray, will only be suitable where a good deal of color, dark rich, glowing colors are in the picture. Next to gold frames are the various woods, either natural or imitated, with or without polish, and also either with or without gold ornaments. These come in every conceivable tint, and the color employed should harmonize with and be a trifle lower in tone than the pic- ture, so as to accentuate the color scheme, whatever it may be. The popular posters seem to require special treatment in framing. They should be framed close up, and if the poster is dark and a strong piece of work, dull black wood is very effective, The hunting scenes, full of gay and brilliant color, should also have dark wood bands. A narrow line of gold next the picture often proves a wel- come addition to relieve the dullness, or rather to unite the sombre tone of the frame with the color of the picture, % RECIPEST | Boiled Tripe—Boil tripe until tender; make it as dry as possible by using towel; cut in pieces, lay them in fine bread crumbs, then in melted butter or oil and again lay in crumbs; place on a greased broiler, exposing the smooth of the tripe first to the heat; broil for five minutes; serve honeycomb side up; spread with butter and sea- son. Gluten Bread—Scald one pint of milk; add one cup of boiling water, two teaspoonfuls of butter and one level teaspoon of salt; let this cool and add one well beaten egg, one-third of a yeast cake, and gluten to make a soft dough; knead thoroughly twenty min- utes; let rise six hours; put into greased pans; let rise two hours, or until double in bulk and bake one hour in a moderate oven. - Finnan Haddock—Take a salted had- dock, remove the meat, pound and pass through a wire sieve. Pour a cup of fish stock into a saucepan, melt in it one ounce of butter, add half a cup of bread crumbs soaked in milk and pressed through a sieve, and thicken with corn flour. Mix in the pounded fish, season and add gradually the beaten yolks of three fresh eggs and then the whites stifily beaten. Bake England, or steam in a mold. | gone up to thirty-one. 1 PRUNING TREES. rbout by poor living. transplanted tree is safer for strong as well as weak, but some aot be shortened in, but nearly th out and the strong ones left. possible to pound the earth too all risks in transplanting. not die. clay loams are good. Many old cellent peach orchards when well Many who have tried this plan richer soil for peaches. shallow. There are some who grass in peach orchards, but I this is a great mistake. There take care of you. THINNING APPLES, operation of New York, it is not profitable vestigations in thinning by the sons in a commercial orchard. size, in color and in quality, marked, whenever fair to heavy that unless a higher price is se tin. Any ran Cultivator, A fruit evaporator is ‘our feet square on the ground. Che trays are made of galva icreening stretched on a frame dts when slid in on the cleats. A to the top on the outside. easily be done by putting fuel in late and closing all dampers, peaches can be dried in a day night. on the stove for each tray of fru bleach apples. apples and surplus peaches. too. They make good vinegar. this is a good way to make you money.—Mrs. Susie Holland. in Agricultural Epitomist. HORTICULTURAL NOTES chard. to fruit crops. . Blighted leaves and branches on trees should be cut off and burned Most effective pruning is done i One advantage in pruning durin summer is that the wounds hea] quickly. Dead branches are often the meg conveying decay to an othe healthy trunk. Never prune a tree unless ther good® reason why a limb or a bj should be taken off. In pruning roses cutting back ¢ produces, as a rale, fewer blos out of a finer quality. In orchard “planting, select w view to good bearing, good qu good marketing and good keeping Years 1,391,076 TiS In thirty 1890 the percentage of women wa than ten, but since that time i Numbers of trees with good 1, and planted. die after removal s¥ from a weakened constitution bret It has als been understood that in this coum 4 pruned, but the pruning generally- 8i ing i bran, 4 sisted of shortening in all the br | only one language. STOW intai t si ; 2rowers maintain that the tree 1 | an awful lot of that.” out, all the weaker branches beint It it about a transplanted tree, nor to The anil never be so perfected that somel THE PEACH ORCHARD. The peach does best in soil ths inclined to be sandy, but many oe that are thought to be worn mak- ared and crops of clover or pease grown on the land and plowed qa. old land like it better than newd The tillage should be frequentd tree which will show the beneficig- fects of good tillage more quickly.d the opposite of neglect than the pa. Select the largest trees of one ys growth from the bud, plant and e good care of them and they will p Thinning apples may be a profile under some ' circumstas, out as fruit is ordinarily market the commercial apple growing seas York Agricultural Experiment Stn (Geneva) were carried on for fouri- The. sults, in improvement of the fruin were borne on the trees, but the q- tity of fruit was usually lesseneso for the improvement in quality thx- sense of the operation is not red. Full details of these tests are givin Bulletin No. 239 of the &itation, wh any apple grower or other person- rerested may secure without cosy sending his name and address tae director, with a request for this te- available station: bulin may be obtained in this way.—Ari- A CHEAP FRUIT EVAPORAT. somehg which should be on every farm.lo nake one have the roof slant at aut tight feet tall at the highest. lid leats inside for the trays to slid. ender the trays, with the pipe rumg A dooA, above is large enough to put trayn; B, small door below to feed stove. tompletes this cheap evaporator If gept running night and day, whickan ove evaporators full of apples and o1 of Put a tablespoonful of suhur The boys and gir of the farm can run it, and save theull Drjthe pealings of the apples, and sell tem, (rls, Potash fertilizers are of special ilue early stages of the orchard’s grow. have come to this country. Prigr ee it a 8 l= h ir 1k io Ie Ww e [OS] ed ut ed at ve 1s wa ind to pin the Rolling ground is the best for a or- ruit Man gets his dinner a la carte, s of vise I Side of Life. THE DIFFERENCE. We're not so much above the brutes, So what's the use of braggin’? gs i la waggin’. CH Dogs get thei tp. timore American. } FLUENT IN ENGLISH. : Ethel—“It is too bad that I know Edgar—“Well, Ethel, you talk suck ~~ CONVENTIONAL, ANYHOW. Wigwag—“And does the story end happily ?? ; Henpeckke—“No; they get married in the last chapter.”—Philadelphia Rec- ord. a KNEW HIM, : Bunker—*“Old man, can you lend me a hundred until next Thursday ?’ Hill—“I'm sorry, old man, but I've got to meet a note next Friday.”—Des« troit Free Press. 3 HOW HE IS KNOWN. Wife—“Before marriage a man ig known by the company he keeps.” i Husband—‘“And after?” Wife — “By the clothes his wife wears.””—Town Topics. HUMANITY. Sergeant—‘“What did you arrest this man for?” Officer Keegan—“For his own safety, sergeant. He was too drunk to protect himself and insisted on going home!”— Puck. IMPARTIALITY. Dashaway—*“I tell you, old man, that the first kiss I got from Miss Pinkerly was delicious.” Cleverton — “Don’t say a word; I know all about it. I was there after you left.” A DIFFICULT 'MIX. “Horace says, ‘Mingle a little folly with your wisdom.’ ”’ “Yes; that’s easy enough. But it’s another matter when it comes to ming« ling a little wisdom with your folly.”— Chicago Record-Herald, BUSY MAN. Pilcher—“What in time do you pa- tronize the quick lunch for? You have plenty of time at your disposal.” Gastrie—“I know, but it takes me all the time I have to digest one of those quick lunches.”—Boston Trauscript. of HE KNEW. Coyne—“A dog is a man’s best frieni because he never forsakes him.” Harduppe — “That's right. A map can’t borrow money from a dog.” LITTLE OUTSIDE HELP. “I understand that politician is & self-made man.” “He is, entirely—except for a couple of coats of whitewash which he has re. ceived from investigating committees.” —Syracuse Herald. EASILY EXPLAINED. Mrs. Jobkins—“The last time Mrs. Flusher called here she wore a beauti- ful new sealskin sack, and I haven't seen her with it since.” Mr. Jobkins—“Possibly it was only sent upon approval.” — Detroit Free Press. HIS PREFERENCE. “Don’t you know that you could buy a fine house with what you spend in luxuries 7’ “Yes,” answered the easy.going man, “but my tastes aren’t so luxurious as to make me want a fine house.’— Washington Star. the VF AFTER THE WEDDING. Ie He—“It certainly was a pretty wed ding, and everything was so nicely ard ranged.” She—“That’s just what I think; ang the music was especially appropriate.” He—"I don’t remember. What did is a | they play ?? nch She—*“The Last Hope.”—Lippincett’s Magazine. sely TE ——— HIS, HELPFUL WOMAN. “I really don’t see how the bachelors h a | get along without a loving helpmate,” lity, | began Mrs. Benedick. “Yes, a woman can help a man in so many ways,” replied her friend. ans “Exactly. Now there’s my Henry; to | swhenever he sits down to mend a tear less in his coat or sew on a button he al- | | has ways has me to thread his needle for \ 1 bim.”—Philadelphia Ledger. Ghe F: anny’ 2 VERITA © Of cours: . {would vent tirely novel, . comes the entirely wo as actual fa ground for for hand. ba = terly medal noticad, an coat of cha beautifully cate is its is not bur and its eff quite dazz been made i practical p || A BUS i Few peo] i mote Irish I deen, who years ago ¢ a garden | ¢ vited were t sible costu Irish mar has many i her philan i the better i says Won § too, speak form, and f en’s assoc ' a lover of i touch of : peals to tb | contact, . 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