The Granite Enterprise. (Granite, Okla.), Vol. 14, No. 29, Ed. 1 Friday, November 28, 1913 Page: 2 of 8
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When II «u all over Mr. Bam cams
•al to tbe spring bouse lo say goodby
lo ma bftori b« and Mr*. Ham left
I bated to it* him go. aftrr all da
bad been through together. and I sup-
pose ba aaw It In my faro, for ha
rama over does and atoud looking
Sown at ma. and amlllng. "You
•avsd u*. Minnie." ba aald. "and 1
needn't tell you we're grateft-1. but do
rou know what 1 think*" ba aakad.
(Minting hla long forefinger at ma. "1
think you've enjoyed II even when you
were suffering moat. Red haired wom-
en are born to intrigue, aa the (parka
fly upward."
"Enjoyed It!" I anapped. "I'm an
•Id woman before my lima. Mr. Bam
What with trailing back and forward
through lha enow to the ahalter-bouae.
and not getting to bad at all eome
nights, and my heart going by flta and
starts. aa you may Bay. and half the
time uy apinal marrow fairly chilled,
not to mention putting on my over-
choes every morning from forca of
bablt and having to take them off
again. I'm about all In."
"It's been the making of you. Min-
nie." he said, eyeing me, with hla
hands In hla pocketa. "Look at your
cheeks! Look at your disposition! 1
don't believe you'd atab anybody In
tbe back now!"
(Which was a Joke, of courae; I
never stabbed anybody In the back.)
He opened the door and a blast of
February wind rattled the window-
frames. Mr. Sam threw out his cheat
under hla sweater and waved me an-
other good-by.
"Well. I'm off, Minnie," he aald.
"Take care of youraelf and don't alt
too tight on the Job; learn to riaa a
bit In the saddle."
"Good-by. Mr. Sam!" I called, put-
ting down Miss Patty's doily and fol-
lowing him to the door; "good-by; bet-
ter have something before you atart to
keep you wjym."
He turned at the corner of the path
and grinned back at me.
"All right," he called. "I'll go down
to the bar and get a lettuce aand-
wich!"
Then he was gone, and happy as t
was. I knew I would miss him terribly.
• ••••••
It began when the old doctor died.
I suppose you have heard of Hope San-
atorium and the mineral spring that
made it famous.
I have been spring-house girl at
Hope Sanatorium for fourteen years.
For the first year or so 1 nearly went
crazy. Then I found things were com-
ing my way. I've got the kind of mind
that never forgets a name or face and
can combine them properly, which
isn't common. And when folks came
back I could call them at once. The
old doctor used to say mjfcnemory was
an asset to the sanatorium.
He was in the habit of coming to
the spring-house every day to get his
morning glass of water and read the
papers. For a good many years it had
been his custom to sit there, in the
winter by the wood Are and in summer
Just inside the open door, and to read
off the headings aloud while I cleaned
around the spring and polished
glasses.
All that winter, with the papers
full of rumors that Miss Patty Jen-
nings was going to marry a prince,
we'd followed It by the spring-house
fire, the old doctor and I, getting an-
gry at the Austrian emperor for oppos-
ing it when we knew how much too
good Miss Patty was for any foreign-
er, and then getting nervous and
fussed when we read that the prince's
mother was in favor of the match and
it might go through. Miss Patty and
he^ father came every winter to Hope
Springs and I couldn't have been more
anxious about it if ehe had been my
own sister.
Well, as I say, It all began the very
day the old doctor died. He stamped
out to the spring-house with the morn-
ing paper about nine o'clock, and the
wedding seemed to be all off. The
paper said the emperor had definitely
refused his consent and had sent the
prince, who was his cousin, for a Jap-
anese cruise, while the Jennings fam-
ily was going to Mexico in their pri
vate car. The old doctor waa indie
nant, and I remember bow he tramped
up and down the spring-bouse, mut-
tering that tbfrglrl bad had a lucky
eaeape, and what did the emperor
expect if beauty and youth and wealth
weren't enough. But he calmed down,
and soon he was reading that the pa-
per* were predicting an early spring,
and be aaid we'd better begin to in-
ereaae our sulphur percentage In tbe
water.
"By tbe way." be remarked, "Mr.
Richard will be along in a day or so.
Minnie. You'd better break It to Mr*.
WigglM"
Since tbe simmer before we'd had
to break Mr. Dick's coming to Mr*.
Wiggins. tbe housekeeper, owing to
bis finding ber false front where It
ba4 Mown oat of tbe window, having
been bung up to dry. and bla wearing
It to luncheon ss whisker* Mr. Dick
was tbe old doctor's grandson.
"Humph'" I'said, aad be torned
around and looked sqeare at me '
"He's a good boy at heart, Mlaate."
m Mid. "Wo ve had Mr imMa with
ILLUSTB
• him. you and I. but everything bM I over • < klased me. I could hardly
'been quiet lately." believe It "
"I'm not objecting to Mr. Dick ; "Why won't you talk about Itr she
coming here, am I? Only don't expect Insisted, catching me by the shoulder*
me to burst Into song about It Bhut and holding m* off. "Minnie, your
tbs door behind you when you go out " , eyes ara as red aa your hair!"
Hut be didn't go at once, lis stood "I don't approve of It." I Mid. You
watching me polish glass** and get ' might m well know It now m later, j In Brhialdt s drug atora down la
(be Mrd tables ready. and I knew be Miss Patty. I don't bsll«ve In mixed j Klnlsyville!" be flnlabed for ma. "Oh.
■till bad something on bis mind marriages. I hsd a couslu that mar- ; I know all about that spring. Minnie.
"Whst has Mr. Dick been up to rled a Jew, and what with him making l>on't forget that my father^ cow*
"Hello, Mlaate.1* be exclaimed
"Dom the old maa's ghost come back
to dope (be spring, or do you do llf
"I don't know abat you are ulklag
about Mr. Thohuru." I retorted sharp
ly. If you don't know that this spring
ha* Us origin In—'
"In Schmidt's drug atora dowa la
now?" I asked, growing suspicious
"Nothing. Ilut I'm an old man. Min-
nie. a very old man."
"Stuff snd nonsense." I exclaimed,
alarmed "You'rs only seventy."
"And If." he went on. "anything hap
pens to me, Minnls, I'm counting on
you to do whst you can for ths old
place. You've been here a good many
yMrs, Minnie."
"Fourteen year* I hare been ladling
out water at this spring." I Mid. try-
ing to k««ep my Hps from trembling.
"I wouldn't be at home any place
else, unless It would be In an aqua-
rium. But don't ask me to stay here
and help Mr. Dick sell tbe old plsce
for a stynmer hotel. For tbat'a what
he'll dd."
"He wotl't sell It." declared ths old
doctor grimly. ''All I want Is for you
lo promise to stay."
"Oh, I'll stay," I said. "I wont
promise to be agreeable, but I'll stay.
Somebody'U have to look after the
spring; I reckon Mr. Dick thinks It
comes out of the earth Just aa we aell
it with the whole pharmacopoeia In
It"
Well. It made the old doctor hap-
pier, and I'm not sorry I promised,
but I've got a Joint on my right foot
that throbs when It Is going to rain
I am going to have bad luck,
and It gave a Jump then. I might
have known there was trouble ahead.
It was pretty quiet In the spring-
house that djy after the old doctor
left. I drew a chair In front of the
fire and wondered what I would do If
(he old doctor died, and what a fool
Pd been not to be a school-teacher,
which is what I studied for. I was
thinking to myself bitterly that all
that my experience in the spring fitted
me for was to be a mermaid, when I
heard something running down the
path, and it turned out to be Tillie,
the diet cook.
She slammed the door behind her
and threw the Flnleyville evening pa-
per at me.
"There!" she said, "I've woa a cake
of toilet soap from Bath-house Mike.
The emperor's consented."
"Nonsense !'* I snapped. and
snatched the paper. Tillie was right;
the emperor had! I sat down and
read it through, and there was Miss
Patty's picture In an oval and the
prince's in another, with a turned-up
mustache and his hand on the handle
of hie sword, and between them both
was the Austrian emperor.
Well. I sat there and thought it over,
Miss Patty, or Miss Patricia, being,
so to speak, a. friend of mine. They'd
come to the Springs every winter for
years.
In my wash-stanft drawer I'd kept
all the clippings about her coming
out and the winter she spent In
Washington and was supposed to be
engaged to the president's son. and
(he children promlM (o be good on used to drink that water mad llhed It
(he Talmud and her trying to ralM 1 leave It to you." ho aald, sniffing. "If
a self respecting cow wouldn't die of
thirst before she drank that stuff m
(hem wl(h tbe Bible, the poor things
Is (bat mixed up (bat It's pitiful."
She got a little red at that, but *be
Mt down *nd look up the clipping.
"He's much better looking than that.
Minnie." she said soberly, "and be'a a
good Catholic. But If that's the way
you feel we ll not talk about It I've
bad enough troubls at home ss It la."
With that I began to blubber, and
she came Into my arma like a baby.
"You're all I've got" 1 declared, over
and over, "and you're going to live In
a country where they harness women
with dogs, snd you'll never hear an
English word from morning to night"
"Stuff!" She gave me a little shake.
"He speaks as good English as I do
And now ws're going to stop talking
about blm—you're worse than the
newspapers."
And at that minute tbe door wm
flung open, and Bath-houM Mike stag-
gered In.
"The old doctor!" he gasped. "He's
dead. Miss Minnie—died Just now In
the hot room In ths bath-house! One
minute he was givln' me the dlvll for
something or other, and the next— I
thought he was asleep."
Something that had been heavy in
my breast all afternoon suddenly
seemed to burst and made me feel
faint all over. But I didn't lose my
head.
"Doea anybody know yet?" I asked
quickly. He shook hie head.
"Then he didn't die In the bath-
house, Mike," I said firmly. "He died
in his bed, and you know It it it
gets out that he died In the hot room
I'll have the coroner on you."
Miss Patty was standing by the rail-
ing of the spring. I got my shawl and
started out after Mike, and she fol-
lowed.
"If the guests ever get hold of this
they'll stampede. Start any excite
ment in a sanatorium," I said, "and
one and all they'll dip their thermom-
It Is now.'
I'd been filling him ft glMS It being
a matter of bablt with me—and be
took It to the window and held It to
tbe light
"You're getting carslMa, Minnie." bo
said, squinting at It "Some of those
drugs ought to be dlsMlved first In
hot water. There's • lump of llthlft
there that has Schmidt's pharmacy la-
bel on It"
"Where?" I demanded, and started
for It. He laughed at that, and put-
ting the glass down, hs cams ovsr and
stood smiling at ms.
"As Ingenuous m a child," he said
In his mocking way, "a nice, little red-
haired child! Minnls, bow old Is this
young Carter?"
"Twenty-three."
"An—er—earnest youth? Willing to
buckle down to work and make the
old place go? Ready to pat the old
ladles on the shoulder and squeexs the
young ones' hands?"
"He's young," I said, "but If you're
counting on his being a fool—"
"Not at all," he broke In hMtlly.
"If he hasn't too much character he'll
probably succeed. I hope be Isn't a
fool. Where Is he now?"
"He's been sick," I said. "Mumps!"
"Mumps! Oh, my aunt!" ha ex-
claimed, and fell to laughing. He waa
still laughing when he got to the door.
"Mumps!" he repeated, with his
hand on the knob. Minnie, tbe old
place will be under the hammer In
three weeks, and If you know what's
good for you, you'll sign In under tbe
new management while there's a va-
cancy."
"If I were yon," I said, looking him
straight in the eye, "I wouldn't pick
out any new carpets yet Mr. Thoburn.
I promised the old doctor I'd help Mr.
Dick, and I will."
"So you're actually going to light
got fever!"
And we hurried
gether.
to the house to-
CHAPTER II.
"Whafa Mr. Dick Been Up to Now7"
the magazine article that told how
Mr. Jennings had got his money by
robbing widows and orphans, and
showed the little frame bouse where
Miss Patty was born—as If she's had
anything to do with It And ao now
I wm cutting out the picture of ber
and tbe prince and the article under-
neath which told how many cmUm
she'd have, and I don't mind Mylag
I wm sniffling a little bit tor I
couldn't get used to tbe Idea. And
suddenly tbe door closed softly and
there wm a rustle behind me. When
I turned It wm M1m Pstty herself.
She saw the dipping immediately, ud
stopped Just Inside the door.
"You. too." ebe aald. "And we've
come all this distance to get away
from Jest that"
"Weil. I shan't talk about It" I
replied, sot holding out my hand, for
with ber. m to epMfe. ant door to
prtaceM but sbs leased right
Well, we got the poor old doctor
moved back to his room, and had one
of the chambermaids find him there,
and I wired to Mrs. Van Aletyne, who
was Mr. Dicky Carter's sister, and
who was on her honeymoon In South
Carolina. The Van Alstynes came
back at once, in very bad tempers,
and we had the funeral from the
preacher's house In Flnleyville so as
not to harrow up the sanatorium
people any more than necessary.
After it was all over the relatives
gathered in the sun parlor of the san-
atorium to hear the will—Mr. Van Al-
styno and his wife and about twenty
; more who had come up from the city
j for the funeral and stayed over—on
| the house.
I Well, the old doctor left me the but-
j tons for his full dress waistcoat and
■ his favorite copy of "Gray's Anatomy."
' I couldn't exactly set up housekeeping
with my 6bare of the estate.
They thought that was funny, but
a few minutes later they weren't so
cheerful. You see the sanatorium was
a mighty fine piece of property with
a deer park and golf links. We'd
had plenty of offers to sell It for a
summer hotel, but we'd both been
dead against It That was one of the
reasons for the will.
j The whole estate was left to Dicky
! Carter, Who hadn't been able to come,
! owing to his being' laid up with an
j attack of mumps. The family sat up
and nodded at one another, or held
! up Its hands, but when they heard
there was a condition they breathed
easier.
Beginning with one week after the
reading of the will—and not a day
later—Mr. Dick waa to take charge of
the sanatorium and to stay there for
two months without a day off. If at
the end of that time the place was
being successfully conducted snd
could show that It hadn't lost money.
the entire property became bis for
keeps. If he failed It wm to be sold
and.tbe money given to charity.
Well, the family went back to town
In a buzs of Indignation, and I car-
ried my waistcoat buttons and my
"Anatomy" out to the sprlng-houM snd
had a good cry. There wm a man
uused Thoburn who wm crazy tor
the property m a summer hotel, and
every time I shot my eye* I could see ,
-Thoburn House" over tbe v*r* da be started for here yeeterday
Md children Miliog paper boeta In the Bo* rd had Urns to get myself ln
mineral spring h* 4. and If I had a chlU sp my spins
Sure enough, the next afternoon Mr. ah* never knew It. As she Parted
Thoburn drove out from Plnlervllle sway I mw Mr. Bam hsrrytag dow*
wl,h.m t«m*M«bsft>rob.dukm tbe path fowrd the Mrteg-bo-o. sod
off Ms overcoat ba mom out to tbs ' hsew my Jolat hadat throbbed for
laftklag.
to my one."
"I think it's pretty even," I retorted-
"We will be hindered, so to speak, by
having certain principles of honor and
honesty. You hive no handicap."
He tried to think of a retort, and
not finding one he slammed out of
the epring-hbuse In a rage.
Mr. Van Alstyne and his wife came
in that same day. Just before dinner,
and we played three-handed bridge for
half an hour. As I've said, they'd been
on their honeymoon, and they were
both sulky at having to stay at tbe
Springs.
After the first rubber Mrs. Van Al-
styne threw her cards on the floor and
said another day like this would finish
her.
She turned her back to her hus-
band, but he pretended to tuck the
hair at the back of her neck up under
her comb, and ehe let him do It As
I stooped to gather up the cards he
kissed the tip of her ear.
"Listen," he said, "there's a scream
of a play down at Flnleyville to-night
called "Sweet Peas." Senator Biggs
and the bishop went down last night,
and they say it's the worst in twenty
years. Put on a black veil and let's
elip away and see it."
I think she agreed to do it, but that
night after dinner, Amanda King, who
has charge of the news stand, told me
the sheriff had closed the opera-house
and that the leading woman was sick
at the hotel.
"They say she looked funny last
night," Amanda finished, "and I guess
she's got the mumps."
Mumps!
My Joint gave a throb at that min-
ute.
• ••••*•
Mr. Sam wasn't taking any chances,
for the next day he went to the city
himself to bring Mr. Dick up. -
He hadn't come back by the morn-
ing of tbe sixth day, but be wired bis
wife the day before that Mr. Dick was
on the way. But we met every train
with a sleigh, and he didn't come. I
was uneasy, knowing Mr. Dick, and
Mrs. Sam was worried, too.
It had been snowing hard for a day
or so. and at eleven o'clock that day
I saw Miss Cobb and Mrs. Bigg* com-
ing down the path to the spring-house.
"Mr. Van Alstyns Is back." aald Miss
Cobb, "but he cams alone."
"Alone!" I repeated, staring at ber
la a sort of daze.
"Alone" she Mid ■olemnly, "and I
beard htm Mk for Mr. Carter. It
Mr. Bam cams la aad slam mod tbs
door behind bla.
"What * this about Mr. Dick not bo
lag here?" be shouted.
"Well, be Isn't That'* all there la
to It Mr. Vaa Alstyne." I Mid calmly
"But bs must be hers." ba Mid. "I
pat blm on tbs train myMlf yMler-
day, aad waltsd until It startsd lo bs
aurs bs wm off."
"Exactly what wm bs doing wbra
you Imi laid syM on blm?" 1 Mksd.
"Hs wm on tbs train—"
"Bitting?"
"No. ataadlag. What ths dsucs,
Minnie—"
"Waving out tbe window to you?"
"Of course not!" exclaimed Mr. Vaa
Alatyne testily. "He wm raising tbs
window for a girl In ths asxt sml'
"Precisely I" I Mid. "Would yon
know the girl well Mougb to trace
hsrr
"That'a ridiculous, you know," be
Mid, trying to be polite. "Out of a
thouaand and one things that may
have detained blm—"
"Only one thing ever detains Mr.
Dick, and that always deUlna blm." 1
aald solemnly. "That'a a girl. You're
newcomer In the family, Mr. Van
Alatyne; you don't remember the time
hs went down here to ths atatlon to
ses his Aunt Agnes off to the city, and
we found him three weeks later In
Oklahoma trying to marry a widow
with five children."
"I'll have to tell my wife," he said.
"Who's running ths placs, anyhow?
You?"
"Not—exactly," I explained, "but, of
courae, when anything comes up they
consult me. The housekeeper Is
fool, and now that ths houas doctor'a
gone—"
■Gone! Who's looking aftsr the
patienta?"
Well, most of them have been here
before," I explained, "and I know
their treatment—the kind of batha and
all that"
"Oh, you know the trMtment!" he
said, eyeing me. "And why did the
house doctor go?"
He ordered Mr. Moody to take his
spring water hoV Mr. Moody's spring
water has been ordered cold for eleven
years, and I refused to change. It
was between the doctor and mf Mr.
Van Alstyne."
"Oh, of course," he said, "if It was
a matter of principle—" He picked up
his hat and looked at his watch.
"Eleven thirty," he said, "and no
sign of that puppy yet I guess it's
up to the police."
"If there was only something to do,'
I said, with a lump in my throat, "but
to have to sit and do nothing while
the old place diea; it's—it's awful, Mr.
Van Alstyne."
"We're not dead yet," he replied
from the door, "and maybe we'll need
you before the day's over. If anybody
can sail the old bark to shore, you can
do It Minnie. You've been steering
it for years. The old doctor was no
navigator, and you and I know it"
Tbe storm stopped a little at three
and most of the guests waded down
through the snow for bridge and
spring water. By that time the after-
noon train was in, and no Mr. Dick.
Mr. Sam was keeping the lawyer, Mr.
"You're Getting Careless, Minnie,"
Said, Squinting at it
Stltt In the billiard room, and by four
b'clock they'd had everything that was
In the bar and were Inventing new
combinations of their own. And Mrs.
Sam had gone to bed with a nervous
headache.
Senator Biggs brought the mall
down to tbe sprlng-houM at four, but
there was nothing for me except a
note from Mr. Sam, rather shaky,
which aald he'd no word yet and that
Mr. 8titt had mixed all the cordials In
the bar In a beer glaM and had bad
to go to bed.
I nearly went crazy that afternoon.
I put salt In MIm Cobb's glaM when
sho always drank tbe water plain.
Ones I pat the broom In tbe Are aad
started to sweep tbs porch with a
Are log. Luckily they wers May with
their letters ud It west unnoticed. the
•moll of born lag straw not rising. *o
to speak, aloe* tbs sulphur of tbs
spring
to sBother telling how wsll bs fslt
alar* ba slopped Mtlag. aad trying la
cms ths other men to starvs wlib
blm.
It's funny bow a man with a theory
about bis stomaeb Isn't happy until
bs bM mad* mom otbsr fellow swal-
low It
Then tbey all begaa at ones. If you
bavo ever hMrd twenty people airing
their theories oa diet you kaow all
about It It always end* tbs same
way: tbs mu with ths loudMt voles
wins, and ths defestsd ones limp ovsr
to tbs spring snd tell their theorlM
to me. Tbey know I'm being paid to
listen.
But when things had got quiet—ex-
cept Mr. Moody dropping nickels Into
tbe slot-machine—I bsppened to look
over at MIm Patty, and I mw thers
was something wrong. She bad a let-
ter open In her lap—not one of tbs
blue ones with the black and gold seal
that every one In tbs bouse knew came
from the prince—but a white one, and
she wm staring at It m if shs'd sesa
s ghost
CHAPTER III.
I have never reproached Miss Patty,
but If she had only given me tbe letter
to read or bad told me the whole truth
Inatead of a part of It I would have
understood, and things would all havs
been different It is all very well for
her to say that I looked worried
enough alrMdy, and that anyhow It
wm a family, affair. 1 should hava
been told.
All she did was to come up to ms
m I stood in tbe spring, with her
facet, perfectly white, and Mk me If
my Dicky Carter wm the Richard Car-
ter who Btayed at the Grosvenor la
town.
"He doesn't stay anywhere," I aald.
with my feet getting cold, "but that'a
where be hu apartments. What bu
he been doing now?"
"You're expecting blm on the eve-
ning train, aren't you?" she asked.
'Don't stare like that; my father's
watching."
"He ought to be on tne evening
train," I said. I wasn't going to aay
I expected him. I didn't
'The wretch!" she cried, "the hato-
ful creature—as If things weren't bad
enough I I suppose he'll have to come,
Minnie, but I must see him before
he sees any one else."
Just then the bishop brought his
glass over to the spring.
"Hot this time, Minnie," he said.
"Do you know, I'm getting the mineral-
water habit, Patty! I'm afraid plain
wpter will have no attraction for me
after this."
He put his hand over hers on the
rail. They were old friends, the bish-
op and the Jennlngses.
"Bishop," she said suddenly, "will
you do something for me?"
"I always have, Patty." He was
very fond of Miss Patty, waa ths
bishop.
Then—to-night not later than eight
o'clock, get father to play cribbage,
will you? And keep him in the card-
room until nine."
"Another escapade!" he said, pre-
tending to be very serious. "Patty,
Patty, you'll be the death of me yet
Is thy servant a dog, that he should
do this thing?"
"Certainly not," said Miss Patty
'Just a dear, slightly bald, but still
very distinguished slave!"
There will be plenty of slaves to
kiss your little hand, where you are
going, my child," ho said. "Sometimes
I wish that some nice red-blooded boy
here at home—but I dare say it will
turn out surprisingly well as it Is."
'Bishop, Bishop!"* Mrs. Moody
called. "How naughty of you, ahd
with your bridge hand waiting to be
held!"
Well, I knew Mr. Dick had been up
to some mischief; I had suspected It
'all along. But Miss Patty went to bed,
and old Mrs. Hutchins, who's a sort
of lady's-maid-companion of hers, said
she mustn't be disturbed. I was pret-
ty nearly sick myeelf. And when Mr.
Sam came out at five o'clock and said
he'd been In the long-distance tele-
phone booth for an hour and had
called everybody who had ever known
Mr. Dick, and that he had dropped
right off the earth, I Just about gavs
up.
Luckily Mr. Stltt wm In bed with a
mustard lMf over his stomach and Ice
on his head, and didn't know whether
it wm night or morning.
(TO bb CONTINUED.)
Origin of Iron Duke.
The Iron Duke Is to be tbe next
big British battleship The Duke, of
course, wm Wellington, but he cams
by the nickname In a roundabout way.
Hs wm never so called until long
after Waterloo Aa Iron steamship, a
novelty at ths time, wm built In tbs
Msroey. aad named the Duke of Well-
ington. and w the ve**el cams to ba
known m ths Iron Duke—ths transi-
tion being easy and obviooa. It wm
ths dukes anion of resolution sad
physical energy which made the pop-
ular name for ths Meney built steam-
ship to fit him Hke a perfect cap
Bach, at least is tbs explaaatloa o*
I Ms Mogvasbw. Mr Bwtsrt Maxwell
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