Rolling Stones

oom in the

s heard a

it and looks

t is just six. En

not knowing for what purpose; the chairman of the Democratic Executive Committee, platform No. 2

the Populist Candidat

ntil I make my report. I have been employed in this case, and I have unrav

chairman; "we will b

ic light burns brightly above him. He seems the inca

themselves in cha

ey knew nothing. I invited one of them to the bar to drink. He said there used to be a little colored boy in the Tenth Ward who stole th

nt a paper. Where would he get one? At the Statesman office, of course. I went there. A young man with his hair combed down on his forehead sat behind the desk. I knew he was

urchased a paper here in the

lied; 'we sold

describe

between his shoulder blades, a touch of c

way di

Ou

hen

pulist Candidate, rising; "I

t," said Tictocq, rather sharply. "You shoul

ole his socks.' I handcuffed him and dragged him to a lighted store, when his companion explained to me that he was somewhat intoxicated and his t

releas

my man.' He worshipped Wagner, lived on limburger cheese, beer, and credit, and would have stolen anybody's socks. I shadowed him

a pair of dingy socks upon the table, f

the Populist Candidate sp

I WILL say wha

s in the room gazed at

e?" they demanded

re stands the man who has concocted the whole scheme. It is an infernal, unfair political trick t

e matter, and the Statesman will have it in plat

the Populists, tur

hem; "listen to me; I swear before high heaven that I never wore

sts turn t

he people have heard the story. You have ye

except Tictocq a

on the Finance Committee," said the Chairma

went over the type of th

ully made the right kind

ED TO

OF THE RUE

dnight

cast their reflection in the dark waters of the Seine as it flows gloo

rench capit

n crime and vice a

dreams, from opera and concert, and the little bijou supper rooms of the Café Tout le Temps are filled with la

gamin, begging a sou with which to purchase a bed, and the spendt

ep, Paris has just be

story is a cellar benea

breath of its inmates. A single flaring gas jet dimly lights the scene,

motley crowd as have a few sous, dealing it

Carnaignole Cusheau-gener

worst ma

ous looking face and the mass of long, tangled gray hair that

leather trousers. The handle of a deadly looking knife protrudes from his b

"How many victims to-day? There is no blood upon y

hisses the Gray Wolf. "Monsieur Couteau

Spoils indeed. There is no living in Paris now. B

their income tax and their free trade, they have destroy

the rag-picker, who is worth 20,

pt softly down the rickety steps. Th

m his pocket a little mirror, set it up on the counter and proceeded to don a false beard and hair

and watched the crowd of peopl

y to the bar and examined t

he exclaims. "It is Ti

procure, she had, when a young vivandière at the Convent of Saint Susan de la Montarde, run away with the Gray Wolf, fas

ue voulez vous? Avez-vous le beau cheval d

rogues and pickpockets, even their hardened hearts appall

ing his gleaming knife. "Voilà! Canaille! Tout le monde, carte blanc

the Gray Wolf seizes Maria by the hair and cuts her

ray-bearded man who has been watching the scene springs forward, tears off his fa

ellar gaze at the greatest modern detective as

the name of the bartender and the day of the month and the year. Then drawing from his pocket a

ters, "it is as I

andum book the result of his inve

uarters of the Paris gendarmerie, but suddenly pausing, he

should have asked the name of tha

t the palace of the Duc

a mellow light from paraffine ca

most aristocratic a

coal shed, and also behind time. Footmen in gay-laced livery bring i

gold ottoman on eiderdown cushions, surrounded by the wittie

x says, 'Rien de plus bon tutti frutti'-Youth seems your inheritance. You are to-night the most beautiful, the

says the Duche

rawing a jewelled dagger,

h," he says, as he takes his overcoat and hat fro

they kiss your hand. Loose but a moment the silken leash that holds them captive through their vanity

eloquent eyes into her ear. "You are too hard upon us. Balzac says, 'All women a

ncess. "Philosophy palls

" says t

y go out to the

ianissimo danseuse from the Fo

us cud of chewing gum upon the piano as the first

s the arm of her ottoman in a vice-like grip, and she

rcely b

reels, wavers, turns white as snow and falls dead up

ss had po

, and shuddering as they look upon the music rack and observe t

seen to emerge from a recess in the mullioned wal

r than Tictocq

fast being drawn about the

he steeple of the C

ime at other given po

, by making a rapid mathematical calculation, would have readily perceived that thi

a little wooden platform on which th

, dizzily with every breeze that blew, was a man c

sidereal spheres from his attic window in the Rue de Bologny, shudd

elluloid teeth. "It is Tictocq, the detec

ontmartre, he suddenly hears a heavy breathing beside him,

on his W. U. Tel. Co. clim

tocq. "To whom am I indebted

miled softly an

cq, the detect

a

and ate onions. What was I to do? Yet life is sweet to me. I do not wish to be guillot

t

n Dieu, then

justs the climbers on his

t his notebook a

e says, "I h

own as the Gray Wolf, stands in the magnificent

ppened to look in the pockets of a discarded pair

tocq, the detective, with a doz

isoner," says

hat c

e Cusheau on the ni

r pr

your own confession on

pocket. "Read this," he said, "here is pro

ooked at

eck for 100

he gensd'arme with

he said, but as he turns to leave t

ment, m

a false beard and reveals the flashing eyes an

alse eyebrows from his visitor, and the Gray Wol

arie Cusheau was

e of The Ro

T AT THE

rs of The Rolling Stone. The reader will do well to remember that the paper was f

ton. The price of the ticket being exceedingly low, we secured a loan of twenty dollars from a public-spirited citizen of Austin, by

ese, which we handed to a member of our reportorial staff, with instructions to go to Washin

the Manor dirt road, with a large piece of

read and cheese with some disappointed office seekers who were coming home by t

e his description of his inter

r on the staff of

ame into the room where we were both si

Washington and intervie

id I. "Take car

drawing-room car bounding up and down quite

ry comfort, and to spare no expense that I could meet. For the regalement of my inside the preparations ha

ourney. A stranger wanted me to also change

n of it on one hand by looking out of the window, and upon turning the gaze upon

e train. One of them insisted upon my giving him

zed from reading the history of George, I left the car so

diately to

color, and about the size of a small cannon ball. I had attached to it a twisted pendant about three inches long to indica

the Capitol, and walked directly

hall, and held up my

ike a deer to the door, and, lying down, roll

, "he is one of our de

ivate secretary, who had been writing a tariff

per he sprang out of a high window in

what surp

straight, and there was nothing a

e President's

iltree. Mr. Ochiltree saw my little sphere,

nd slowly turned

ad in my hand, and s

moment,

presently found a piece of paper

e to his feet, raised one hand a

my country, and-and-a

camera snapped on another table

. President," I said. "Go o

said. "Let your bomb

lling Stone, of Austin, Texas, and this I hold in my h

back in his chair

o a large wall map of the United States, and placing his finger thereon at about t

any things on my mind, I sometime

ed a socialist named Hogg for raising a riot at a camp-meeting. So you are from Texas. I know

in," I said, "working

esident of

't exa

thought I heard some talk of its h

I said, "you answer

esident's eyes. He sat stiffly

ed," h

f the political futu

ile the United States is indissoluble in conception and invisible in intent, treas

ll that from the American Press Association if I had wanted plate matter. Do you wear flannels? What is y

, "you are going a little too far. My pr

and he recovered his

e greatest two speeches I ever heard were his address before the Senate advocat

is also from ou

he is. I really must go down to Texas some time, and see the State. I want to

ust be goi

ve revived in my recollection-the Alamo, where Davy Jones fell; Goliad, Sam Houston's surrender to Montezuma, the petrified boom found near Austin, five-cent cotton and the Siamese Democratic platform born in Dallas. I should so much like to see the gals in Galveston, a

refreshments at some place where via

the White House, and was forced to return home in a manner not especially beneficia

ing Stone collected ol

lunkville Patriot" sh

SHED CHRI

his death. Published, as it here appe

e, indirect and strategic scheme they could invent to disguise the Christmas flavor. So far has this new practice been carried that nowadays when you read a story in a ho

crooge and Marley Christmas story, and the Annie and Willie's prayer poem, and the long lost son coming home on the stroke of twelve to the poorly thatch

upon stockings hung to the mantel and plum puddings and hark! the chimes! and wealthy

West 'Teenth Street. I was looking for a young illustrator named Paley originally and irrevocably from Terre Haute. Paley doesn't enter even into t

And I had smelled before that cold, dank, furnished draught of ai

ther at her throat a buttonless flannel dressing sacque whose lines had been cut by no tape or butterick known to mortal woma

n the fountain of folly presided over by the merry nymph Hydrogen; but now,

ved. The look on her face was exactly that smileless look of fatal melancholy that you ma

suspicion the landlady spoke, and her voice ma

e-yellow, unwinking eyes, trying to penetrate my mask of deception and rout out my true motives from my lying lips. There was a Mr. Tompkins in the front hall bedroom two flights up. Perhaps it was

her lodgers. Click! the door closed swiftly in my face; and

his house was 43. I was sure Paley had said 43-or perhaps it w

olding together the same old sacque at her throat and looking at me with the same yellow eyes as if she had never seen me before on

hing that a brave man who believes there are mysterious forces in nature that we do not yet fully comprehend could have done in the circumstances. I backed down the

on of it afterward, as we alwa

es, which she made into one by cutting arched doorways through th

have it! it was simply to say to you, in the form of introduct

and it was there where I picked up the incontrovertible facts fro

year on Thursday, an

hird floor rear hall room. He was twenty years and four months old, and he worked in a cameras-of-all-kinds, photographic supplies and films-developed store. I don't know what kind of work he did in the store; but you must have seen him. He is the y

Stickncy looked precisely like the young chap that you always find sitting in your chair smoking a cigarett

cost mark scratched off with a penknife; and they hang holly wreaths in the front windows and when they are asked whether they prefer light or dark meat from the turkey they say: "Both, please," and giggle and have lots of fun. And the very poorest people have the best time of it. The Army gives 'em a

. He can't accept charity; he can't borrow; he knows no one who would invite him to dinner. I have a fancy that when the shepherds left their flocks to follow the star of Bethlehem there was a bandy-legged young fellow among them who was just learning the sheep business. So they said to him

irect descendant of the shepherd who was

ang the doorbell of 45. He had a

nnon, clutching her sacque together at the throat

ure to himself what might happen if two persons should ring the doorbells of 43 and 47 at the same time. Visions of two halves of Mrs. Kannon appearing respec

distributed little piles of muddy slush alon

t your k

manuscri

e of The Ro

OFITABLE

d as it here appears in Everyb

f them will pitch upon the same printworthy incident of the passing earthly panorama and will send in reportorial constructions thereof to their respective journals. It is t

-escape and bore away a ruby tiara valued at two thousand dollars and a five-hundred-dollar prize Spitz dog, which (in v

ment rooms of Mrs. Andy McCarty, a lady guest named Ruby O'Hara threw a burglar down six flights of stairs, where

at the house of Antonio Macartini was blown up at 6 a. m., by the Black Hand Society, on his refusing to leave two thousand dollars at a certai

asts was listening to a Rubinstein concert on Sixth Street, a woman who said she was Mrs. Andrew M. Carter threw a brick through

newspaper is enough for any man to prop against his morning water-bottle to fend off the smiling ha

try, first hands over to his servants his goods. To one he gives five talents; to another two; to another one-to every man according

f behavior for trust companies and banks, surely! In one version we read that he had wrapped it in a napkin and laid it away. But the commentator informs us that the talent mentioned was composed of 750 ounces of silver-about $900 worth. So th

away-and carried away-in a napkin, as an

et away from

ould hide under his bed and make a noise like an assessment. He orders the unprofitable servant cast into outer darkness, after first taking away his talent and giving it to the one-hundred-pe

e if you will, or else weaving themselves into the little fiction story about Cliff McGowan

lity, power, or accomplishment, natural or acquired. (A

es not include seals, pigs, dogs, elephants, prize-fighters, Carmens, mind-readers, or Japanese wrestl

l dubiously indicate with the point of a hatpin a blurred figure in a flashli

welcome the Queen of the (mythical) Pawpaw Isles in a few well-

t Ibsen furniture for six minutes

muscle, skill, eye, hand, voice, wit, brain,

Broadway. Sic ve

n the ends of their chins came as easy to them as it is for you to fix your rat so it won't show or to dodge a creditor through the swinging-doors of a well-lighted café-according as you may belong to the one or the other division of the greatest prestidigitato

er nails with dingy silk handkerchiefs. At any time, if you had happened to be standing, undecisive, near a pool-table, and Cliff and Mac had, casually, as it were, drawn near, mentioning something dis

precipitations of brotherhood or the enjoining obligations of the matrimonial yoke. You can bestow upon a cousin almost the interest and affection that you would give to a stranger; you need

heir talents were praised in a hundred "joints"; their friendship was famed even in a neighborhood where men had been known to fight off the wives of their

ated, the cousins fought their way into the temple of Art-art

a different suit; or Joe Gans had casually strolled in to look over the Tuskegee School; or Mr. Shaw, of England, had accepted an invitation to read selections from "Rena, the Snow-bird" at an unveiling of the proposed monument to Jame

any of the circuits between Ottawa and Corpus Christi. With his eyes fixed on vacancy and his feet apparently fixed on nothing, he "nightly charmed thousands," as his press-agent incorrectly stated. Even taking night performance and matin

reter of Ibsen, he had danced his way into health (as you and I view it) and fame in sixteen minutes on Amateur Night at Creary's (Variety) Theatre in Eighth Avenue. A bookmaker (one of the kind that talent wins with instead of losing) sat in the audience, asleep, dreaming of an impossible pick-up among the amateurs. After

have seen better days. You can easily imagine the worshipful agitation of Eighth Avenue whenever Del Delano honored it with a visit after his terpsichorean act in a historically great and vilely ventilated Broadway theatre. If t

u saw of his face only his pale, hatchet-edged features and a pair of unwinking, cold, light blue eyes. Nearly every man lounging at Mike's bar r

He had once been honored by shaking hands with the great Delano at a Seventh Avenue b

the cash register, heard. On the next d

amiably but coldly at the long line of Mike's patrons and strolled past them into the rear room of the café.

. A few young men sat at tables looking on critically while they amused themselves ser

, clicked a few times, and ceased to move. The tongues of one's shoes become

brim and the lapels of his high fur coat collar c

, kid. And don't hold your ar

rk, bobbed like the same cork dancing on the ripples of a running brook. The beat of his heels and toes pleased you like a snare-drum obligato. The performance ended with an amazing clatter of leather against wood that culminated in a sudden f

wing of a café cat and the hubbub and uproar of a few

face. In it he read disgust, admiration, envy, indiffe

fear to see. Which is an assertion equalling in its wisdom and chiaroscuro the m

nd hat. In two minutes he emerged and tu

r having his picture taken in a Third Avenue photograph gallery. And you haven't got any method or style. And your knees are about as limber as a

the humbled amat

ighted a cigarette and co

n. You can't dance. But I'll

system while you're at it,

ou to be the best fancy dancer in the United States, Eu

!" said M

l take you in hand and put you at the top of the profession. There's room there for the two of us. You may beat me," said the Master, casting upon him a cold, savage look combining so much rivalry, affection, justice, and

ated the amateu

but I'm not so stuck up. I came off of the West Side myself. That overcoat cost me eight hundred dollars; but the collar ain't so high but what I can see over it. I taught myself to dance, and I put in

few little steps I take," said

had a talent handed to you by the Proposition Higher Up; and it's up to you to do the

ut on a scarlet house coat bordered with gold braid

eye wa

ding on your head or your feet. If one end of you gets tangled, so does the other. That's why beer and cigarettes don't hurt piano players

ke to do something in a professional line. Of course I can sing a little and do card tricks and Irish and Germa

belong at the top, where I am. I'll put you there. I've got six weeks continuous in New York; and in four I can shape up your style till the booking agents will fight one another to get you. And I'll do it

nd I appreciate it. Me and my cousin Cliff McGowan was thinking of g

oley, jumped on the stage and engaged me after my dance. And the boards were an inch deep

f can beat me dancing. We've always been what you might call pals. If you'd take him up

u till twelve. I'll put you at the top of the bunch, right where I am. You've got talent. Your style's bum; but you've got the genius. You let me manage it. I'm from the West Side myself, and I'd rather see one of the same gang win out before I would an East-Sider, or any of the Flatbush or

essionals, mostly self-instructed, display their skill and powers of entertainment along the broadest lines. They may sing, dance, mimic, juggle, contort, recite, or disport themselves along any of the ragged boundary lines of Art. From the ranks of these anxi

a generous Friday evening singing coon songs of his own composition. A tragedian famous on two continents and an island first attracted attention by an amateur impersonation

em beggars. It gives you the chance, if you can grasp it, to step for a few minutes before some badly painted scenery and, during the playing by the orchestra of some ten or twelve bars of music, and while the soles of your shoes may be clearly ho

identally, drop his silver talent into the slit of the slot-machine of fame and fortune that gives up reputation and dough. I offer, sure of your acquiescence, that we now forswear hypocritical philoso

nry's) manuscri

he should take up an amateur-see? and bring him around-see? and, winking one of his cold blue eyes, say to the manager: "Take it from me-he's got the goods-see?" you wouldn't expect

ile, and his abnormally easy manner, pored with patient condescension over the difficult program of the amateurs. The last of the professional turns-the Grand March of the Happy Huzzard-had been completed; the last wrinkle and darn of their blue silkolene co

om "The Dismal Wife," let us bestow two hundr

y already meted out to them by that crowded, whistling, roaring mass of Romans in the three galleries. They knew that the winning or the losing of the game for each one lay in the strength of the "gang" aloft that could turn the applause to its favorite. On a Broadway first night a wooer of fame may win it from the ticket buyers over the

manuscri

RACY VE

e Rollin

way home from the Y.M.C.A. rooms when he was approached by a gaunt, hungry-looking man

where I can find in this

understand

I brought my family with me, as I have indigestion and could not get around much with the boys. Some days ago I started out to find a boarding house, as I cannot afford to put up at a hotel. I found a nice aristocratic-looking place, that suited me, and went in and asked for the propriet

e her that for a fine teapot that I broke

Governor Riddle of Georgiah; my family is very highly connected; I give you board as

pink motto and a Burnet granite bed in it. The next one was an aunt of Davy Crockett, and asked eight dollars a day for a room furnished in imitation of the Alamo, with pru

more after

prayers a day, and counted h

lonels, Professors, and Majors, who valued their aristocratic worth from $90 to $900 per week, with weak-kneed hash and dried ap

ter, 'convince me that you ha

s, and I cannot afford to pay for high lineage and moldy ancestors. A little corned beef

run against a high-toned town. Most all the first-class boarding houses here

n found in a livery stable, whose father was a dago from East Austin, and whose grandfather was never placed on the map. I want a scrubby, ornery, low-down, snuff-dippin

such a plac

s head. 'I do not know,' he said,

in the Blue Ruin saloon bore

General, who is

at's only the o

eclare, those gentle

SONER O

e Rollin

t that since the Princess Ostla had disobeyed him there would be a great tourney, and to the

herald to proclaim t

riding a noble steed that pranced and gambolled; and the villagers gazed upon him and said

rnful eyes from which she scarce could keep the tears. And the knights which came to the tourney gazed upon the princess in wonder at her beauty, and each swore to win so that he c

and the king stopped the poor student, who had the worst hor

at that marvellous shacky and rust

that we are about to engage in a big fight,

the king. "The youth

d closed her teeth upon it, and even smiled a little and showed the beautiful pearls with which her mouth was set. Whereupon, as

d the princess, "that I c

ere left, one of them be

the king. "Come hither, O knights, will

ill," said

prevailed and stretched the other upon the ground. The victorious knig

he soft glow of love; her lips were parted, her lovely hair unbound, and she grasped the arms of

said the king. "And if there is any bo

the patent rights in your kingdom for Schneider's celebrate

g, "but I must tell you that ther

knight threw himself on his horse

horrible suspicion flashed upon him

has forgotten to take

"Oh papa, w

at's a live Count I boug

ice, and Uncle George g

ad any exercise in a w

ANGE

e Rollin

d of John Smothers, his wife, himself, their little daughter, five years of age, and her parents, making six

seized with a severe colic, and John Smot

er cam

overed and in time

disappearance, and it was nearly three months be

after a few years had rolled around, she

se where they dwelt when her fa

p colic on the anniversary of the disappearance of John Smothers, who wou

e for her," said John Smith (for it was

e. "You, too, might disappear fore

her they sat by the bedside of litt

, and John Smith again attempted to go fo

old man, stooped and bent, with l

id Pansy. She had recognized

of medicine from his pocke

well imm

aid John Smothers, "as I

NE OR HOW GL

e Rollin

er," said Gladys Vavasour-S

eve different, Gladys,"

el windows of a magnificent mansion situated in one of

avasour-Smith, the beautiful and talented daughter of one of the oldest and proudest families in the county. The bluest blood flowed in her vein

n tighter as he paced to and fro, waiting for a reply to the q

idea occu

arry me?" he asked

oman of to-day possesses demand that the man shall bring to the marriage altar a heart and body as free from the de

wiping his heated brow on the window

ladys, ignoring the deadly

d mantled the cheek of Bertram D. He put

n," he said, "I will be

d speaking he cease

sion of her. She said slowly, rather to herself than for publication

n left

air and gloomy, desperate looking clothes, came out o

e papers to prove that Bertram Snooper is the heir to the Tom Bean estate, [12] and I have discovered that Gladys' grandfather who sawed wood for the Hornsby's was also a co

no other than Henry R. Grasty. Mr. Grasty then proceeded to gl

ears have

understand that this is on

te to make the little stars tha

iece in the middle and wait fif

suffice. We are careful not to

nd Henry R. Grasty stoo

rabbit's foot successfully, althou

h he would have realized ten dollars and had the laugh on Mr. Grast

ud. He could ill afford to lose ten dollars. H

er held a States

prise you. I just got in this morning.

it to Henr

urned deadly pale. It was dated thre

again!"

" said Gladys, "why have yo

the sole heir to Tom Bean's estate

adys threw herself

t a large tin box and opened it, took ther

, but I ask you to read that," he

ument than he uttered a piercing shrie

lost,"

t?" asked Gladys. "Go

it deprives me of my entire fortune. But I ca

ak, I implore yo

"are the proofs of my appointment as

dys threw herself in

oper was seen deliberately to enter

APO

tone shortly before it "suspend

rom graduates of business colleges, and does most of the writing for this paper, has been confined for

, and are now slightly convalescent, for which

d measles at the same time will understand something of the tact, finesse, and hot sassafras tea required to do so. We expect to get out the paper regularly from this time on, but are forced to be very careful, as improper treatment and deleterious after-ef

make th

KHURST'

ro, N. C., in a letter in 1883, and so is one

alm of the summer evening, came the sweet fragrance of the early violets and budding trees, and to the dying man it

of him in low, mournful tones if anything could be done to give him comfort, and again, with stifled sobs, eating some chocolate caramels which she carried in the pocket of her apron. The servants went to and fro with that quiet an

ath the old chestnut grove where they had plighted their troth in the twilight under the stars; while the rare fragrance of the June roses and the smell of supper came gently by on the breeze. There he had told her his love; how that his whole happine

bald-beaded galoot," but when he told her that to him life without her would be a blasted mockery, and that his income was ￡50,000 a year,

oyer and, quitting his poor, weak, earthly frame, would go forth into that dim and dreaded U

d for, alighted and quickly ascended the marble steps. Lady Oakhurst met him at the door, her lovely face expressing great anxiety and grief.

nd, slipping a couple of cloves into his mouth, ascended the sta

sick man's diagnosis. A shade of feeling passed over his professional countenance

e that her husband was accustomed to keep by his bedside to mangle his servants with, and struck open Lord Oakhurst's cabinet containing his private papers, and with eager hands opened the

rst's will, bequeathing all his property to a scientific institution which should ha

he rapidly transferred some valuable ornaments and rare specimens of gold and silver f

THE

tes of the park. Lord Oakhurst had been a great sportsman during his life and always kept a well-stocked kennel of curs, which now rushed out f

suffering, by the personal application of feeling, gave vent to a most horrible and bl

SCRIP

g Stone, Saturda

u should by all means go to

d the corner of the court house, and on a ste

; the Lorelei; and the vine-clad slopes of Germany. And G

till loved the scenes of his native land, and it is said he reproduced the

d the limestone slabs of its floors, worn in hollows by the tread of thousands of feet, and smart and gaudy fixtures have usur

ce, and time turns backward for you, for the atmosphere which

t is cool in the summer and warm in the winter; it is isolated and sombre; standin

years from now the garish newness will be worn off an

s and importance of the work performed and the significance of the

l documents connected with every foot of lan

ies, the bribery, the alteration and erasing, the suppressing and destroying of papers, the various schemes and

e is-or was, for their day is now over-a class of land speculators commonly called land sharks, unscrupulous and greedy, who have left their trail in eve

abs, worn by the countless feet that daily trod uneasily through its echoing corridors, pressi

oust him; the lordly cattle baron, relying on his influence and money, stood at the Commissioner's desk side by side with the pre?mptor, whose little potato pat

he serpent is

the shameful coil that certain years of fraud and infamy have wound. Lo

doubtful-l

e a forgery

ure a f

-duplicate pate

notes f

en from office"-an

ll find the dark and greasy finger prints of half a century's handling. The quick hand of the land grabber has fluttered the l

ntres in th

as a vault, fireproof, and e

iles are handed out by a clerk in charge only on presenta

t, and the files were handled by all comers, simply on t

om, there are about –––– files, each in a paper wrapper, an

relating to any survey in Texas. They are

r the sliding of a tin box, the lid

ay and call for Be

res at you for a s

of

missing tw

t file has never b

titles, and the laws governing them, to the locating of surveys made by illegal certificates, or improperly made, and otherwi

as on file in Bexar Scrip No. 2692 and placed a

was on h

tice, of right, and hu

f which the original survey

no memorandum or date on the wrappe

acant, unappropriated public

widow and her only son, and

ew line through the property,

way until he had filed his papers, rushed his claim throu

fering her the choice of buyin

ived no

office, had by mistake, after making some examination, placed it in the wrong file, and curiously enough another inadvert

utinized it carefully, fearing he might have overlooke

ly endorsed the date of filing, accordin

clerk, his own claim, when it came up for patenting,

a few feet away regarding him closely with keen black eyes. Sharp, a little confused, thrust t

and leaned on th

een in here before. All those papers, now, they are about l

y are supposed to conta

ty acres in B–––– country? Absalom Harris, original grantee.' Please tell me, I am so ignorant of these things, how can you tell a good su

he certificate is mi

hat file, I suppose is something else

orrected field notes. Excuse me,

hing him with br

e in the file; but he could not take it o

identally dropped part of them on the floor. As he stooped to pick them up h

when the file clerk took the files he threw them i

out of the doors in l

closi

e to take the file

ile in his pocket, and the penalty of t

room was the draftsman's room now

tgoing stream of men, and s

down the iron stairway, sin

ir exit, ready to close and bar the t

each day that no one remains in th

until all sou

ve the certificate from the file, and throw the latter carelessly on some d

e finding of it by a clerk would lead to its immediately being restored to its proper place,

rking of the little black dog, kept by the watchman, tol

s echoed loudly, move

a desk and laid th

ing tricks he had not yet included

the deed he was about to commit there was no compromi

d boundary line between

s dangerous ground may be sometimes in one domain and sometimes in the other; so the only safe ro

in a trade was as good as any man's; his check was as good as so much cash, and so r

in any land trade he chose to m

ce him forever in the ranks of those who cho

perty soon to be of great value, which, if not legally

one too far

or patenting. His own title was about t

cate must b

und behind him caused his heart to leap with guilty fear, but befor

s paper, rattling his chair

ing him with contemptuous and flashing eyes, and quietl

name is Harris. My mother owns the land on which you have filed, and if there is any justice in Texas she shall hold it. I am not certain, but I think I saw you place a paper in this file this afternoon, and it is bar

d, for his caution, his presence of mind left him, and left him possessed of a blind, de

oy," he said, thickly

This file shall be laid before the Commissioner t

the suddenness of the attack gave him no chance to resist. He struggled up again to his feet, bu

anding and good report, was

te and then red, and Edward Harris dropped down like some stuffed effigy of a man, that boy

n was deaf, and

ot of the stairs until his mast

oody clasp knife, listening to the cooing of the pigeons on the

at ran across some strewn papers, and his scalp prickled,

oor that opens on a small dark spiral stairway that winds f

as not used the

and dark as night, and was a blunder of

the tent-shaped space betw

forbidding, and being u

gazed for a moment up thi

the lower windows of the Land Office, crept out wit

left and the office closed. The next morning the first comers noticed a broad mark in th

h the limestone dust. A memorandum book with "E. Harris" written on the flyleaf wa

rs asking for information concerning Edward Harris, who left his

eeded by affairs of more recent inte

e clouded with a settled melancholy for which his friends could assign no reason. The

stery that created some commotion in t

there is a buried treasure of great value somewhere on

clue of the whereabouts of the treasure, and Thursday night they repaired to the place

ded by the finding of a box buried about four fe

ew the fleshless bones of a human skeleton w

e and notified the proper auth

at, oblong packet of papers, cut through and through in three places by a knife blade, and so

of a little imagination this much can be mad

––rip

S AND

ling Stone, J

? I have some money and would be glad to invest it in something of the so

ge Gr

egraphing every ten minutes at our expense until we see

e line, "Breathes there

.

rfest of 1892 while conversing with a member who

the "Testimony

log

ampaign committees after

the world are. I know five of them, I t

ho

Von Rosenberg (the Colossus of Roads); the Hanging Gardens at Albany;

istmas come on i

ant R

h of De

an F. F.

ora

is in Richmond, he means Feel For Your Vest, for he wants to borrow a five. If he holds his head high an

o bought the watermelon of the farmer" is correct, and I say it should

"The negro stole the wa

xas game laws

nt

it down at

ection of fine Panhandle land for

d A

land in that section. A man can always

e three best new

ert

second, and the San Antonio Expres

woman any ri

spe

hing seems quiet, come inside, and look at our eye, and our suspenders hanging on to one button, and feel t

ublic office is a public trust," and "I

Perk

mpany making anything out of t

isit

, l

O

ne, in the Houston Post's Postscripts and in manuscript. There are many others, b

PE

of the drows

wind on the

d, and hot

ered sunligh

nted leaves to th

branch sings

birds t

he lon

sob, and its n

key, like a

rnful mi

ee," doth i

eet minor

he aisles of t

a wrong or a

comes that t

maid, and her

lover'

golde

the world turne

rew dark and her

airy far-

rept into the

e cries with a

g lost, in t

missed from th

that died in

ong pain that

e Pewee

he even

e languorous

eaf and the bo

hopeless

ING

our paper," the

ed an in

to say on the

to say

alked till th

ickens wen

he collar of th

his hold

nt down and th

ed till the

"On this subject

hing whate

reporter dr

on the fl

heard was the gr

thing at a

MURD

boat amon

nd star

ings crawl thr

a sulle

under cyp

arfull

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stling a

oss hangs p

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teal out and

to gauge

hear the

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colors

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moles sh

prow to ma

efore th

mound hid

abs hold

and fishe

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steal alon

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rs blink thro

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laughter thr

n greate

l vanish wi

did night

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th joy is

nd laugh,

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frighten

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had to y

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the whitening

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and a balm i

d pipe and wel

farm I am

y smiling

e bright

e old h

ink how we mi

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the cotton t

ather be h

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e hot sun

e old h

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ng so won

usands paused an

ng and noble w

trength supernal

hided poor, wea

y his foolish,

soul on its proud

mpart scorn all

lled on a fres

clay of one he

rld, and drenched

sy mockery of hi

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boy to the s

ns his dru

ose of dying

d the publ

change, please

e-toed boy

and mean, and

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d and viol

ot his gun

lamb love

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rite this, a

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be known as

Mount Ve

unt ties from

d Booth's o

special for th

lie with

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in the ring, an

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ht flies in a

Napoleon

p warm in my

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distribute

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the days tha

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ory hold

pleasant and

to us is

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thinking the

ead bowed o

four we'll be j

that darn

EAR IN T

torrid Summer

n the city's

in a room sc

hanging out and

rced by pangs o

ions of the

w and always

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f-same room, wit

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rth upon the ro

ay expect it

w with curses

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TT

Henry's friend and Associate

Cal

ion Roa

ar mr

ead a story in which i notic

, day out, it had rained, rained, and rained and rained & rained & rained &

e alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're al

and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. "You're alive! You're a

live! You're alive! You're alive! You

RE AL

t this at a rate, or

rduce in compositions some histerical personages that will loom

rs

h

st 26

of br

ha

t e

erybo

gh Ranch, Nov

ack in North Carolina. This is o

Mrs.

ence your silence. The mails are so unreliable that they may all have been lost. If you don't get this you had better send to Washington and get them to look over the dead lette

ore and more; that same little breeze that you looked for so anxiously last s

ive you all the news about this ranch. Dick has got his new house well under way, the pet lamb is doing finely, and I take the cake for cooking mutton steak and fine gr

o make them walk off every two or three days, which must be overcome. Ed Brockman has quit the store and I think is going to work fo

upon me. I suppose he is too much engaged in courting to write any letters. Give Dr. Hall

having such a zealous and efficient officer, I tremble lest their requirements leave you not time to favor me with a letter in reply to this, and assure you that if you would so honor me I would highly appreciate the effort. I would rather have a good long letter from you than many Bugles. In your letter be certain to refer as much as possible to the advantages of civilized life over the barbarous; you might mention the theatres

must go and dress for

very

. Po

W. P.

's dearest friends. Between them there was an almost reg

ty, Texas, De

atula and other assistance when you did buy the succulent watermelon? And was it not by my connivance and help that you did oft from the gentle Oscar Mayo skates entice? But I digress. I think that I have so concealed the identity

udgment and taste. Some few suggestions I will make with regard to the mounting of the piece which may be of value to you. Discrimination will be necessary in selecting a fit person to represent the character of Bill Slax, the tramp. The part is that of a yo

t before; that the exhibition will be FREE, and that the odds are 20 to 1 that the man will be killed. A large crowd will gather. Then let the Guilford Grays charge one side, the Reidsvill

for obtaining pay from the audience and have fi

nspiring and dismal prospect, will collapse with the fearful reaction which will take place, and for a space of time they will remain in a kind of comatose, farewell-vain-world condition. Now, as this is the time when the interest of the evening is at its highest pitch, let the melodious strains of the orchestra steal f

ld allow his warlike and combative spirits to arise, you might as you go, kind of casually like, produce the impression that I rarely miss my aim with a Colt's forty-five, but if that does not have the effect of quieting the splenetic individual, and he still thir

regards and prof

r y

l S

W. P.

se, were struck off in an idle moment. Some of the pictures are not good likenesses, and so I have not labelled them, which you may do as fast [as] you discover whom they

e full of thorns I can't write any longer than this paper will contain, for it's all I'v

ke that will ever be witnessed with interest and pleasure by me, &c., &c. Give my regards to Dr. and Mrs. Hall. It would b

. Po

W. P.

ty, Texas, Fe

as I heard nothing from you previous before your letter, and was about to write another of a more exciting character, introducing several bloody single combats, a dynamite explosion, a ladies' oyster supper for charitable purposes, &c., also comprising some mysterious sub rosa transactions known only to myself and a select few, new songs and

is a gentleman who lives about fifteen miles from the ranch, who for amusement and recreation, and not altogether without an eye to the profit, keeps a general merchandise store. This gent, for the first few months has been trying very earnestly to sell me a little paper, which I would like much to have, but am not anxious to purchase. Said paper is my account, receipted. Occasionally he is absent, and the welcome news coming to my ear, I mount my fiery hoss and gallop wildly up to the store, enter with something of the sang froid, grace,

ing, opera ticket vortex, ivory-clawing girl looks like. Last summer a very fair specimen of this kind ranged over about Fort Snell, and I used to ride over twice a week on mail days and chew the en

er he knows what you have done for him he will rise and call you blessed. This country is a silent but eloquent refutation of Bob Ingersoll's theory: a man here gets prematurely insane, m

. Po

xas, April

know that I am well, and hope these few li

ast three I repaired to the robbers' den, commonly known as Radams Horticultural and Vegetable Emporium, and secured the high-priced offerings, according to promise. I asked

uets had been ordered, but he insisted on his former declaration, and

ole deck, and inserted them in the bouquet, but finally concluded it would not be right to viole

of defeat, but the Alamo had none. Mr. President and fellow citizens, those glo

do don't know anything. A bazaar is cedar and tacks and girls and raw-cake and st

d tile store needs the "fine Italian hand" of the bookkeeper

. City: Convict labor. Says parties in Galveston and Houston are making good thing of it. Have taken him up. Hope

preacher come from behind scenes. Everything quiet. Suddenly fellow comes down aisle. Late

y. Yet there is hope. Cholera infantum; Walsh's crutch;

the summer. Henry Harrison will resort at Wayland and Crisers.

ood thing out West, I h

s as

S

xas, April

answer to mine, which you never got

ry. A pitiable sight was seen the morning after the flood. Six hundred men, out of employment, were seen standing on the banks of the river, gazing at the rushing stream, laden with débris of every description. A wealthy New York Banker, who was present, noticing the forlorn appearance of these men, at once began to collect a subscription for them, appealing i

r, there is to be a minstrel show next

better this morning, and the doctor thinks

. I can give you no better idea of the tout ensemble and sine die

Orleans for you. She wants to know if she shall send them

you are leaving him out, writing

Have sold about ten boxes of ci

eing noticed. You lay the four nickels over this, and all presents the appearance of a stack of nickels. You do all this privately so everybody will suppose it is nothing but a stack of five-cent pieces. You then lay another small die on top of the stack with the ace up. You h

f this lett

exas, May

royed them all. I heard from Joe that you would probably remain in Colorado. I hope you will succeed in making a good thing out of i

ators, who make things lively during the dead hours of the night; if it were not

ping victims. Last Thursday night we loaded up a small organ on a hack and with our other usua

crowd of bums immediately gathered, prominent among which, were to be seen Percy James, Theodore Hillyer, Randolph Burmond, Charlie Hicks, an

n the city. Nothing occurred to mar the pleasure of the hour, except a trifling incident that might be construed as malapropos and post-meridian by the hypercritical. Mr. Charles Sims on atte

o

S

as, Decembe

ad, and the north wind howled in maniacal derision, and the hack drivers danced on the pavements in wild, fierce glee, for they knew too well what the stormy day betokened. The hack was to call for me at eight. At five minutes to eight I went upstairs and dressed in my usual bijou and operatic style, and rolled away to the opera. Emma sang finely. I applauded at the wrong times, and praised her rendering of

don't sing any more, and the spirit of peace and repose broods over its halls. Martha rings the matin bell, it seems to me before cock crow or ere the first faint streaks of dawn a

misspent hours, false hopes, and disappointed expectations. May a morrow dawn that will bring recompense and requital for the so

above earth; so pure and majestic and mysterious; looking down on the mad struggle of life

hall we find in your depths? Rest?-Peace?-catfish? Who knows? 'Tis but a moment. A leap! A plunge!-and-then oblivion or another world? Who can tell? A man once dived into your depths and brought up a horse collar and a hoop-skirt. Ah! what do we know of the beyond? We know that death comes, and we return no mor

toll. Come, the ice factory is deserted! No one sees us. My partner, W. P. Anderson, wil

a sewer sighed! But we digress! We will no longer pursue

s tr

TUS CALLIOPE SIX-HANDED EUCHRE GROVER

RLY P

Henry wrote a long parable that was evidently to tell

cause any trouble in her smooth and peaceful life. The cunningest masters were engaged to teach her from her youngest days; she played upon the harpsichord the loveliest and sweetest music; she wrought fancy work in divers strange and wonderful forms that might puzzle all beholders as to what manner of things they might be; she sang; and all listeners hearkened thereunto, as to the voice of an angel; she danced stately minuets with the gay knights as graceful as a queen

ulers, railroad men, bankers, mighty men who wished to bring up their children to be wise and versed in all things old and new. Here, the Princess abode for many seasons, and she sat at the feet of old wise men, who could tell of the world's birth, and the stars, and read the meaning of the forms of the rocks that make the high mountains and kne

ers one and all to make merry at the coming of the dear Princess again. "She will come back so wise and learned," they said, "so far above us that she will not notice us as she did once," but not so: the Princess with a red rose in her hair, and dressed so plain and neat that she looked more like a farmer's daughter than a great king's, came down among them from her father's side with nods of love and welcome on her lips, and a smile upon

g his guests, stately and courteous, ravishing music burst forth from all sides, and down the hall moved the fair Princess in the mazy dance, on the arm of a Knight who gazed upon h

that of an honorable knight, but who says that that is not a title

t mounted on prancing steeds to chase the stags with hounds; all clad in green and gold with waving plumes and shining silver and ribbons of gay colors, this Knight was by the Princess' side to guide her through the pathless swamps where the hunt ranged, and saw that no harm came to her. And now that she had come back after years of absence, he went to her with fear

r anything of his love, for his pride prevented him, and you know a poor girl even though she be a princess cannot say to a man, "I am rich, but, let that be no bar between us, I am yours and will let my wealth

heads; and she gave long accounts of the wonders she had seen in the far, icy north, in the great school of wise men, and the Knight talked of the wild and savage men he had seen in the Far West, where he had been in battles with the heathen in a wild and dreary land; and she heard with pity his tales

tance and goods. He buckled on his sword and mounted his good war-horse. He rode to the postern gate of the castle to make his adieus to the Princess. When he told her he was going away to the wild western country to do batt

ice, and tears even stood in her

The Knight was gone. Many suitors flocked about the Princess. Mighty lords and barons of great wealth were at her feet and attended her every journey. They came and offered themselves and their fortunes aga

suit prospered no one could tell, but he persevered with great and astonishing diligence. A powerful baron who assisted in regulati

mers and gay devices of all kinds, with other nobles of like character,

alone and very quiet, and she seemed to grow silent and thoughtful as time wen

his daught

hio, Oct.

your getting your finger so badly hurt. I don't think you were to blame at all, as you couldn't know just how that villainous old "hoss" was going to bite. I do hope that it will heal up nicely and leave your

ey never regret is that they went to school long enough to learn all they could. It makes everything easier for them, and if they like books and

the thing I wanted to send, but I know where it can be had, and it will reach yo

knew. The letters you make are as even and regular as printed ones. The next time

on't have a chance to come home, but I'm going to try to come this winter. If I don't I

you. Be careful when you are on the streets not to feed shucks to strange dogs, or pat snakes on the h

finger is getting all right,

a

e month till July, and then we'll go, and no mistake. I thought you would write and tell me about the high water around Pittsburg some time ago, and whether it came up to where you l

oon and tell me how you are, and when school will be out, for we want plenty of holidays in July so we can

ing

a

Cale

nes

ar Mr

pussonally-so he tells me. I thought it was onl

the 15th of June, but I can't get it until then. I was expecting it

-day. If you will I'll hold up my right hand-thus: that I'll have

e sure got to see that Hall gets his before

ow right away, by retu

dash at the three-ball magazines; and I

e

ey P

O. H. C

ditor of Everyb

before the writer's marriage to Miss Sa

nes

Gil

this a.m. Mighty good le

day. She is practically the hostess at Wyn

little things for me before you le

ring, size 5?. Sara says the bands worn now a

ple of dress collars,

me he could ship flowers in good shape to Asheville-you might remind him that I used to send flowers to 36 West 17th Street some time ago. I am told by the mistress of ceremonies that I am to furnis

going into any extravagances at all, and I'm going to pitch int

mailed to-day, please ru

e, will keep the check when it arrives-I don't think they will fall down on it surely. I w

it again, because cash is sure scarce, and I'll have to have something like $300 more to see me through. The story I am sending is a new one; I st

ty-five miles from Asheville, where there is a big winter resort ho

$300 when you come-it will still keep me below the allowed

S. L. C. saying how pleased s

" and the cocktail crowd are going to bring their vaporings into my house. It's for the clean, merry life, with your best friends in the game and a general concentration of energies and aims. I am havin

C's. But suppose we take Mrs. Hall out there, and you and I remain at the B. P.

to death that "yo

aven; all's right with

s as

i

id

Col. G

am sending you part of it just so you will have something tangible to remin

tter form; and I'll have the

t's best for both of us to have it

closing time this afternoon or

rm I'm much bette

s tr

ey P

friend of O. Henry's. Now, in 1912, a prominent at

6. N. Y

ings, Esq.

r B

sick too. I'm wel

ht I would write you a letter; and a

up, and there is talk of an English firm putting up a new hotel. I saw Duffy a few days ago. He looks kind of thoughtful as if he were trying to calcu

one of the McClure & Phillips firm wanted to see it first. Everybody says it is full of good stuff, but thi

to sell all right. N. Y. is a pretty cold proposition and it can't see as far as the Oklahoma country when it is looking for sales. How abo

one and send it on? Seems to me you

ennings and Bro. Fra

t

i

May 2

Jen

l right. Hope you'

that you're on a little pleasure trip, and taking it along as a side

4 days. If you decide to come here any time after the latter part of ne

ids-maybe he will run

and tru

S

be at the undone work, to be writing a new story instead of collecting old ones. Thi

e Sky, Mon

I wired you to-day, I like

ook at; and if any other suits you better, I'

Vent

nsf

-Go-R

ylo

st from

in the

again. But I think "Man About Town" is about the right thing

r matters and topics. I am still improving and feeling pretty good. Colonel Bingham ha

u seem to have made quite a

ns and go

ur

.

had discussed many times his writing of a novel, but the following letter constitute

t a man who, at the same time, I want to represent a "human nature type," if such a per

houghts, his description of his mischances and adventures, his true opinions of life as he has seen it and hi

such as Rousseau and Zola and George Moore and various memoirs that were supposed to be window panes in their respective breasts; but, mo

; otherwise the social structure would fall into pieces the first day. We must

they were trying either to do a piece of immortal literature, or to shock the public or to please editors. Some of them succeeded in all three, but

cannot be told in print-but how about "noth

ver being rescued; and, in order to pass away some of the time he should tell a story to himself embodying his adventure and experiences and opinions. Having a certain respect for himself (let us hope

s reports (nor at the bottom of an H. G. Wells), let us hope th

him a "style" in narrative and speech-the best I've got in the shop. I'm going to take him through all the main phases of life-wild adventure, city, society, something of the "under world," and among many ch

under the name. I mean true opinions a true estimate of all things as they seem to the "hero." If you find

the Creator of the earth has got him in a rat trap-put him here "willy nilly" (you know the Omar verse); and then I want to

is going to be anything of an autobiography. I have a disti

r ends. He neve

F "HOLDING

had actually held up trains. To-day he is Mr. Al. Jennings, of Oklahoma City, Okla., a prominent attorney. He has permitted the publication of two letters O. Henry wrote him

nings, September 21st (year

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f the public to a certain extent. An article written as you would naturally write it would be regarded as a fake and an imposition. Remember that the traditions must be preserved wherever they will not interfere with the truth. Write in as simple, plain and unem

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western style of the character we want to present.

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