The Cushing Herald. (Cushing, Okla. Terr.), Vol. 6, No. 2, Ed. 1 Friday, July 27, 1900 Page: 4 of 6
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In the J
Desert
A Story Illustrating
the Horrors
of War
rt. O. WELSH....
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CHAPTER lU.
Three days later James Crawford
committed to the grave, where all
the sins and crimes of his past lire
were to be forever hidden. And Mar-
garet heard the stern command whl< h
nil mourners have to hear sooner or
later—"Turn thee, and try to work."
Word had rome to her on the Becond
day after her father's death that she
had passed her "final" with honoi'B. I
She was free to enter on her llfework
—that life which she felt must now lie
devoted to one end, that of making
restitution, so far as she was able, to
Johu Cleland's son.
It was a work which could only end
with her life—she was sure of that.
However successful she might be. it
seemed extremely Improbable that she
should ever be able (o pay back any-
thing like the sum of money which her
father had stolen from Paul Cleland's
r dead father. .
She did not think it necessary to
publish her father's crime and dis-
grace by confessing to Paul ('Island
what he had done. It seemed that
Gleland himself was against of the
■In that he had vicariously borne, and
therefore it would be cruel to him,
as well as the dead, to expose the
wrong.
But she felt that never again should
she dare to look on Cleland's face,
flhe. who for one brief moment had
been inside paradise, and had seen
the beauty and Joy of it, had been
thrust forth, and could not hope to
return again, because the angel with
the flaming sword on which was writ
ten in letters of lire, "Thou shalt not,
barred the way.
She could not go back to Edinburgh
She felt that her only safety lay In
putting a distance between herself and
Paul Cleland. It seemed as If it was I
answer to her prayers that at that
(very time, before she even wound up
her father's affairs, an offer should
come to her from the professor whom
she was relying upon to help her of an
assistantship In a small private hos
pltal in a northern town. In a few
"weeks Margaret found herself sta-
tioned there under the newly-bestowed
title of "Margaret Crawford, M. 13.
C. M."
She wrote Paul Cleland a brief, cold
little note, which wrung her heart to
write, merely stating that she had re-
ceived an appointment in a country
town—she did not say where—and
iwould not likely be back in Edin-
burgh, thanking him for his past kind-
ness and help, and adding that, since
P er father's death, she had made up
her mind to devote herself entirely to
her career as a llfework.
-t No answer was possible, for she gave
no addres^; and none came.
, She was busy at St. Fillan'a, and
the time passed quickly. When au-
tumn came she had a fortnight of holi-
days; and, while she was hesitating as
to where to spend them, a little
scented note came from an old school
friend, whom she had occasionally
corresponded with since school days:
"I have heard where you are from
Mrs. Douglas of the Bughts, St. Fll-
lan's, who Is an old friend of the mas-
ter's. If you have holidays, won't you
Come and spend them with us—part
of them, at least? We are staying
wear Pen-y-Gant, and It is a mag-
nificent place for holidays. Do come!
1 wish to see a real, live lady doctor.
IVaurs ever. Kl.O WYNTHR ."
She was a little butterfly of a crea-
ture, surrounded by luxury and all
Ithat she could desire; but Margaret
felt somehow inclined to go. She was
strangely lonely and friendless In St.
Fillan's, and longed for a little hu-
man companionship. And she could
not think It was necessary that, she
phouid quite cut herself off from that
localise of that terrible phantom of
|lhe past that must walk beside her for-
(Bver.
' So she went to Gre.vstoke. Florence
[Wynter herself drove to the station to
meet her, looking very fresh and
charming In her dainty fawn-colored
driving coat, and hat with drooping
Ifeathors. She was a pretty little
(creature, golden-haired and bi te-eyed,
i "I'm so glad to see you!" she said,
(embracing Margaret with effusion.
|"And you don't look a bit like a lady
doctor. I declare! You don't wear
jppoctacles! And that style of wear-
ing your hair Is certainly very becom-
ing to you"—reflectively though 1
don't think It would suit me. You've
la kind of grotesque appearance. you
'know, Margaret."
| She chattered gaily as she held the
irlbbons and her greys pranced along
Itlie high road, through a tine country
mf woodland and wold, with the peak
jof Pen-y-«rant forever facing them.
"You know, 1 did want you so much
Ito come! There Hre only a few peo-
Erte staying with us Just now—two
iknrrled couples, and two men who are
Unmarried. One of them is rather a
jbore. He will attach himself to me.
) nd "—blushing a little—"the truth Is
11—well, I very much prefer the other.
ISo I hope, dear Margaret, you'll act
(ft true friend's part to me, and allow
pie to have a little pleasure some-
times."
| Margaret smiled o little at the nal-
of the way In which the young
llady showed her purpose of inviting
then* old schoolmate to Qreystoke; but
(it would have taken more than Flor-
ence's little selfishness to have an-
noyed her then. A great sorrow makes
one almost indifferent to the pinpricks
of petty annoyances.
They were at (ireystoke presently,
and Margaret found herself in due
course In the drawing room. A few
people were in, and Margaret was in-
I traduced to theni.
| She whs sitting beside Mrs. Wynter,
a gently interrogative person, when
the door opened and some one en-
tered. Margaret did not look up until
Mrs. Wynter said:
"Ah, there Is Dr. Cleland at last!
Now. my dear, you will find yourself
sustained in your profession."
Margaret looked up. all the blood
rushing from her face, her heart sud-
denly beating fast and loud. Yes, it
was Paul Cleland Indeed!
Ills eyes seemed somehow to go
straight to the corner in which she
was sitting. He started, and a mo-
mentary change passed over his face;
but he controlled himself In a minute
so quickly that Flo, who swept her
elaborate dinner gown up to him, did
not notice It.
"Here you are at last. Dr. Cleland!
Now, 1 have some one I wish to In-
troduce you to. Come over to mother's
corner with me. Dr. Cleland—Miss,
or rather, Dr. Margaret Crawford.
Margaret bowed, feeling his eyes
were fixed on her face; then, mak
Ing a great effort, she extended her
hand.
"Dr. Cleland and I have met before,
Flo," she said, quite clamly and dis
tlnctly. "We met each other at col
lege,"
"Oh!" said Florence, in an indescrlb
able tone. An angry little flush rose
to her cheeks as she glanced at Cle-
land's dark, Imperturbable face. There
was an expression on It now which Flo
had never seen upon It when he looked
at herself, and her woman's instincts
were sharp enough to tell her that,
whatever his feelings toward Mar-
garet were, they were not of the ordi-
nary kind.
Yet Paul Cleland made no effort to
be near Margaret for the rest of the
evening, and Margaret herself rather
avoided him than otherwise. Only
once his eyes fixed in a strange, In-
tense way on Margaret's face, and the
expression of it sent a thrill of angry
Jealousy through Florence.
That night, when Margaret was at
last alone in her own room, she sank
on her knees and prayed, through fin-
gers tightly wrung together: "Oh, my
God. help me! It is hard—harder
than I thought—harder than I
thought!"
The days passed somehow. It was
he month of September—rich, sweet
September—with skies of clear blue-
not summer blue, with Its depths and
softness aud sultry heat; but a blue
paler, cooler, brighter; fresh, bracing,
nvlgoratlng September, coming like a
breath of cool air after n day of ener-
vating heat. The evenings were be-
ginning to grow longer, and were even
now chilly with the first breath of the
fall of the year.
The world was fair outside, but Mar-
garet Crawford's heart was in no
mood to enjoy It. How she lived
hrough those terrible days she never
afterward knew. Seeing Paul every
ay, talking with him, knowing, above
what agony the discovery gave
her, and yet, with a woman's incon-
stency, how sweet the knowledge
as to her!—that his love had under-
gone no change, it was sometimes
more than she could bear.
She tried to be cold and distant, and
succeeded so well that she managed
ileceive Cleland for a time. He be-
an to think that, after ail, those had
been right who called Margaret Craw-
I ford cold and proud. Had she loved
hint as he did her, he argued, no dis-
grace on her father's name, no real
crime, even had he committed such,
could stand between and separate
them from each other.
One day Florence Wynter and Clel-
and were sitting together In the old-
fashioned summer-seat at the end of
the great rambling garden of Qrey-
stoke. Florence hud managed to es-
cape from her persistent admirer, who
was a good-looking and pleasant
enough young fellow named Frank
IMiorpe. and made some excuse to en-
tice Cleland Into the gardeu.
Presently the figure of Margaret, tall
and slim In its dark garments, walked
slowly down the garden path. At the
same moment a carriage rolled up the
drive outalde.
Florence atarted up suddenly.
"Isn't It too warm to alt much lon-
ger, Doctor Cleland? l^et us go In
now."
"I find It very pleasant here," Clel-
and answered eagerly. "You do not
need to go in yet, do you. Miss Wyn-
ter? Here is Miss Crawford coming
down the garden."
"That Is Sir Edmund Yorke's car-
riage, and I must go in and entertain,
for mamtua is lying down." said
Florence. "Do come and help me to
make conversation. Doctor Cleland."
"You really must excuse me, Miss
Wynter; I'm not a ladles' man. as you
know And besides, you know I offend-
ed I<ady Yorke hopelessly when she
was here before," said Cleland gravely.
"I will go In as soou as the guests take
their doparture."
Florence looked decidedly angry as
she waikpd awa.v. She would have
tried to persuade Margaret to returm
with her; but she 'Anew Cleland would
overhear It, so there was nothing for
her but to walk on to the house.
Margaret did not see Cleland until
she was close to the neat, and then,
with a little istart, she would have
passed, merely bowing slightly; but
Cleland rose at once.
"You meant to take this seat, Doc-
tor Crawford. Don't let me deprive
you of It. I shall vacate It If you would
prefer to be alone."
There was nothing for Margaret but
to sit down, which she did at once.
Cleland stood beside her. A volume of
poems lay on the seat; It was one of
Browning's.
"You have been reading Browning. I
see." said Margaret, a little nervously.
"Yes. He is my favorite poet—my
only poet. Indeed."
How well Margaret knew that! She
touched the book with fingers that
were not quite steady.
After a pause Cleland spoke again.
I had a dear friend once—It seems
very long ago," he said, looking, not at
her, but at the far-off ridge of Pen-y-
Gant rising up in bold relief against
the clear sky, "to whom, I think, I in
traduced Drowning. 1 remember one
day, it was early April, and we had
gone a long walk—the only pre-ar
ranged walk I ever went with her—
the Pentlands. We sat down on,_
mossy knoll above Bonally, where we
could look down on the silvery Forth
In the far-off distance, and I read
aloud to her. May I read the same
thing to you now, Doctor Crawford?1
Margaret, looking up with a sudden
flush of fear In her eyes, merely bowed.
She sat still and motionless as he
read aloud. In a voice that sounded
deeper than usual, the words that had
become so familiar to her after that
day on which he first read them aloud
on the green slopes of the grassy Pent-
lands. They had haunted her then
for days afterwards, and they seemed
now to stir a chord In her memory
that ached until It almost became un-
bearable, as she sat with her pale, dark
eyed face turned from him.
We two stood there with never a third;
But each by each, as each knew well.
The sights we saw, and the sounds we
beard,
The lights and the shades made up a
spell,
Till the trouble grew and stirred.
Oh, the little more, and how much it
is!
And the little less, and what worlds
away!
He paused abruptly, but even then
did not look at her.
Then—what was it?—a sudden move-
ment of the little white hands—a
movement which he saw, and which
seemed, in a strange, vague way, to re-
veal all to him, compelled him to turn
and look Into her face.
She was leaning back against the
old-fashioned summer seat, her face
pale as death, her lips parted, and her
breath coming in short, unequal pants,
as If she were fighting hard with her-
self.
In a moment Paul Cleland's arms
were round her, and once again her
head lay for one brief moment against
his breast.
(To be continued.)
The White Pine Weevil.
On this page we illustrate the White
Pine Weevil and ita work. At the top
it the page are shown to the left the
weevil, whose real length Is Indicated
#y the straight mark near him. The
>arva la shown at "a" and the pupa
it 'b," the latter enlarged nearly three
limes. At 4 Is shown a tree that has
aeen killed by this weevil. It is no
fancy sketch, but is of a tree that
itood In a wood southwest of Bowdoln
College, Brunswick, Maine. Figure 5
Is of a tree thus killed In East Prov-
idence, R. I. The trees shown at "a"
nd "b" are large trees whose side
tranches wore destroyed by the same
*gency as they grew. A writer says:
"These trees are not necessarily
It almost entirely by Agriculture,
after paying a heavy tribute of tax-
ation and another of remittances to
absent landlords. The island does all
this, too, with few of the modern im-
plements, methods or appliances, it
has so few roads that large portions
of lta products are brought to market
on pack animals or on the heads of
men and women. It has few railroads,
and these consist entirely of some
short pieces along the coast. Its har-
bors are without improvements, and
the cost of shipping Its products
amounts to an export tax. There la no
place on the Island where a large ship
can come to a dock, and all goods have
to be lightered out and In. While, as
stated, the population derives its
means of support almost entirely from
the limited agriculture practiced, the
island does not produce its own food
staple, such as wheat, corn and rice,
all
Kunsla'n lilac k Karlli Hell.
Soli of the greater portion of the
grain region of Russia and Siberia iB
well known in that country as the
chernozem" or "black earth," says
Bradstreet's. It is a broad belt of
prairie, uOO to 700 miles in average
width, beginning in Hungary and ex-
tending northeastward to the Ural
mountains, and then eastward into Si-
beria to unknown boundaries. On the
north and the west are the "gray for-
est lands," and on the south and west
are salt and alkaline districts and
sandy wastes, and finally the Caucasus
and the Ural mountains. By both
chemical and mechanical analyses the
soil is shown to be remarkably similar
to that of our own prairie soil. From
a chemical standpoint, the soils of the
two regions are similarly characterized
These soils are alkaline, while many
otherB, especially of forest regions, are
acid. It is well known that the sub-
stances thus more abundant In these
soils than in others are Just those us-
ually needed by the wheat plant.
What We llrritthc.
Dr. Edward Smith has made somo
careful examinations In regard to the
Inhalation of oxygen and the exhala-
tion of carbon during physical exer-
cise. Allowing the figure 1 to repre-
sent the quantity of air Inhaled by a
man when lying flat, the quantity of air
inhalod when he sits Is 1.18, when he
stands 1.83, when he walks one mile
an hour 1.98, four miles an hour 5, and
when he runs 6 miles an hour, it is 7.
In other words. If a man at rest Inhales
480 cubic Inches of air per minute, he
Inhales 2,400 cubic inches when he
walks four miles an hour, and 3,ti00 cu-
bic inches when he walks six miles an
hour. The exhalation of carbon In-
creases proportionately.—New York
World.
Tm€ White-pine Weevtt ANO its WoRtL
Awarfed, as some are among the larg-
Mt and noblest trees of the wood.
hey may occur singly, but often
there are several, differently affected,
growing near each other, though not
In clumps. Some have but a single
bend, a single shoot growing up, the
original, and perhaps several, lateral
shoots, having been destroyed." In
figure 2 are shown two sections of a
twig. Part of the twig was mined un-
der the bark, the tunnels ran closo to-
?eja\er, there being seven or eight on
side of a twig about a third of an
and nearly half its imports are
cereals and other agricultural prod
ucts. The island itself is so moun
tainous and so broken into deep de-
clivities by the deep gorges of its
numerous rivers that it seems to one
from the United States, especially from
the prairie regions, as if it were al
most incapable of cultivation. The
result obtained under all these diffl
culties makes the study of the condt
tions and methods of agriculture in
the island peculiarly interesting.
A Olrl and Her Kath
The benefit of close companionship
father and daughter can
'nch in diameter. They ran up. and
down the twig, more or less parallel, I 1 he 11
beginning small when the larvae ? ,,een.
hatched and becoming slightly larger overestimated, says Temple
as the grub grew, until at the end of '.fl Woraan s Home Companion,
"our or five inches they sink into the 'e lt may conceded that the
rell, the grub becoming full-fed and mot'ier has finer spiritual and moral
senslbilties, the girl can gain from the
masculine side of the house a breadth
of thought and a healthiness of mind
which will serve as a fine foil to her
more feminine qualities. She will ac-
quire, also, an appreciation of humor,
which will add to her attractiveness]
"A girl's proper confidant Is her fa-
ther," says one who has written much
for girls. While denying the superior-
ity of the father over the mother in
this capacity, there is no doubt that
the daughter would benefit greatly did
she confide to him many matters which
she now withholds. Men know men,
and look at them without the glamour
of romance or sentiment. The man
whom men trust will, as a rule, bo
making its cell designed for its final
transformation.
The life history of this weevil is
about as follows: The eggs are laid in
early summer, at intervals, on the
terminal shoots of the white pine, or
sometimes in the bark of old trees.
The grub on hatching bores into the
pith or simply mines the sap wood.
It becomes full-grown at the end of
summer, hibernates and transforms in
the spring to the pupa, most of the
oeetles appealing through May, wheu
they pair and the eggs are laid, but
some delay their appearance till June,
July and even August.
When the terminal shoot of a small
tree, say 4 or 5 feet high, is filled In
midsummer with these grubs, perhaps | ^orthy ot a woman's confidence,
fifteen or twenty, or more, gouging or *'ewer mistakes will be made matri-
4'hlneee Custom* Ipntile Down.
China Is the land where everything
Is upside down. Thus In Canton the
women act as sailors and boatmen,
while the men are employed as cham-
bermaids, laundresses and seam-
stresses. In salutation the Chinaman
shakes his own hand Instead of that
of his visitor. As a remark of respect
he puts his hat on Instead of taking It
off. Their signboards are perpendicu-
lar Instead of horizontal. In reading
(Chinese print it Is necessary to begin
at the right hand side at the bottom
and read to the left and up. The Chi-
nese raise the toe of the shoe and de-
press the heel instead of raising the
heel, so that they sometimes appear
to be In danger of falling over back-
wards.
tunneling the inner bark and sap-
wood, and for a part of the way eat-
ing the pith, the shoot, with the lateral
ones next to it. as well as the stock
immediately below the terminal shoot,
will wilt and gradually die; the bark
will loosen, the pith will ooze out, and
by September the shoot will be nearly
rtead, black, and the bark covered ex-
ternally with white masses of dry
pitch. The tree thua pruned will fall
for one and probably several succeed-
ing summers to sond out a new term-
inal shoot. The result will be that
the adjoining lateral shoots will con-
tinue to grow, their direction will be
.•hanged to a nearly upright one, and,
instead of a tall shapely young tree
lt becomes distorted.
It Is comparatively easy to p.event
this deformaton of small young trees
in lawns and about houses or even on
large plantations, If the disease is
combated in time. The wilting
terminal twig should be examined and
the gruba cut out.
Agriculture In I'uertn Rico.
Gen. Roy Stone, reporting to th#
United States government on the agri-
culture of Puerto Rico, says: The
island of Puerto Rico, with on area
one-fourth less than that of the state
of Connecticut, supports a population
abiiut one-third greater, and supports
monlally when the father comes to
consider lt his duty not only to object
to undesirable acquaintances \*hen it
is too late, but also to see that his
daughter meets desirable men.
An Italian gentleman, Baron Ben-
venuto d'Alessandro, living in Paris,
62 Rue Bossiere, has invented a new
method of protecting vessels at sea,
entrances to harbors, lighthouses, etc.,
from the force of waves and surf,
which he claims Is more efficient than
the use of oil. His invention consists
in retaining on the surface of the wat-
er an un8ubmergtble floating net, by
means of outriggers when used to pro-
tect vessels in storms at eea, and by
attaching it to buoys when used to
protect lighthouses, hydraulic works
in construction, entrances to harbors,
etc. He bases the idea of his inven-
tion upon the principle that in cover-
ing the surface of the soa with a thin,
flexible, light and floating body of
whatever nature,the part covered forms
a crust under which the molecules of
the imprisoned mass of water can not
move in the same manner as the sur-
rounding body of uncovered water, the
result being that even the most violent
waves, upon reaching the edge of the
crust, instead of climbing over lt, ot
breaking or of destroying lt, will pass
under it as if there were a fall or
difference of level, become flattened
out, and lose much of their fore*.
One of the most Important matters
concerning the forest reserves of the
west with which the government at
Washington has to deal Is that ot
shefp grazing. Hitherto, sheep own-
ers have been allowed to drive their
flocks into various reserves without
restriction. Recently, however, there
has been a movement against sheep
graslng in the forest reserves, on the
grcriind that the young forest growth
is killed by the sheep and the future
forest seriously damaged. The soil
also is said to be trampled down to
such an extent that its absorbent
qualities are materially affected.
The possibility of excluding sheep
from certain reserves has called forth
vigorous protests from various wool
growers, who assert that no injury
whatever is done by the sheep, pro-
vided the range is not over stocked.
As a matter of fact, it is probable that
the effect of sheep grazing varies In
different reserves and frequently In
different sections of the same reserve.
In view of the controversy over this
subject, the secretary of the interior
has made a request upon the depart-
ment ot agriculture for a thorough
and Impartial Investigation. Such an
investigation will be undertaken dur-
ing the coming summer by the division
of forestry.
It is expected that representatives
of this department will be sent to the
reserves in Arizona, New Mexico, Cal-
ifornia, and Washington, to the Big
Horn reserve In Wyoming, and the
Uintah Mountain reserve in -Utah. Mr.
Glfford Plnchot, forester of the depart-
ment of agriculture, and Mr. F. V.
Covllle, botanist of the same depart-
ment, left Washington for the west
last month to organize the work. They
will personally examine one of the
reserves In Arizona, where public feel-
ing is most intense and where, conse-
quently, the necessity for on early set-
tlement of the question is of great
importance. The Investigation will be
strictly impartial, and lt Is expected
that the effect of sheep grazing on
forest lands in the various reserves
will be settled beyond dispute.
Enemlrn of Sweat I'aaa.
The insects chiefly troubling the
sweet pea are the cut-worm and the
red spider. The cut-worm hatches
with the first warm days of early
spring, and comes out of the ground
at night to feed on the vines. The
best preventive is to go over the rows
in the evening with a lantern or lamp
and kill the worms whenever found.
The red spider attacks the stems and
leaves during hot, dry weather in the
summer; it is a very minute insect,
and makes its presence known by a
paleness or yellowness in the leaves,
which on close examination will be
found covered with a delicate, gray-
ish bloom. These are best guarded
against by keeping the plants in fresh,
vigorous growth, and by spraying the
foliage frequently with fresh, cold
water, or with a dilute solution of
kerosene emulsion. The turning yel-
low and rotting off where the vine
springs from the soil is generally due
to too much moisture, and is best
guarded against by slightly hilling up
about the vines and providing shallow
trenches to drain away the surplus
moisture. The sweet pea vines are
quite brittle, and it frequently hap-
pens, unless the vines are well sup-
ported, they will be bent over by
strong winds, slightly cracking the
stems or vines, and whenever this
happens the vine injured will turn
yellow and die. For this reason care
should be taken, in gathering the flow-
ers, not to pull the vines about rough-
ly, or they will die from the same
cracking of the vines. Always cut the
stems with a knife, instead of break-
ing with the hand.
The island is about 100 miles long
and 40 wide. A high, steep ridge ex-
tends from one end to the other at a
distance of from 8 to 15 miles from the
south coast. Another ridge on the
north side parallels the one on the
south. The general level of these
ridges is about 2,500 feet above the
sea, and the peaks rise about 1,000
feet higher. Bet ween the two ranges
lies what might be called a mountain-
ous valley, full of sharp ridges, le-
taclied peaks, and deep ravines, with
no level lands except a few narrow
alluvial bottoms. Along either coast,
however, extending frwn the foothills
of the mountains to the sea, stretch
beautiful plains, gently sloping to the
shore and reaching in width at some
points on the south side to five miles
and on the north to three miles.
To one of our own countrymen per-
haps the most wonderful thing in the
island is the depth of the soil on the
faces of the stoep mountains and Its
cultivation to their very peaks. Any-
thing short of a vertical cliff is con-
sidered tillable, and Is actually tilled
and made productlvo. The plains along
the coast are adapted to tugar can*
cultivation, afc well a3 tobacco, corn,
bananas and pineapples. Cocoanut
trees line the seashoio. In the Inte-
rior coffee, oranges, lemona and limes
are grown. The banena flourishes
even to the mountain tops. Tne qual-
ity of the oranges is very high, equal
to the best Florida orange, with the
gr«U advantage that tlioy ripen much
earlier. The orange so far grows en-
tirely wild, and there are many va-
letles. It needs the fostering care
of American agricultural experiment
stations to develop the best kind of
fruit for export.
The laborers in the Interior aro
mostly whites, while those on the
coast are colored. Their average
wage* Is about L'5 cents per day, Amor-
lean money. All laborers in Puorto
Rico easily apply themselves to any
Improvements In labor. If collected
In towns instead of living scattered, as
now. they would be Improved In all
ways.
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