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THE CIMARRON NEWS, ROISE CITY. OKLAHOMA
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Illustrated by Irwirv^Vyer.
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THAT'S DOBSON.
Synopsis. — Dr. John Michelson,
Just beginning his career, becomes
Resident physician and companion
.if Homer Sidney at Hartley house.
Mr. Sidney is an American, a semi-
Invalid, old and rich and very de-
sirous to live. Mrs. Sidney is a
Spanish woman, dignified and reti-
cent. Jed, the butler, acts like a
privileged member of the family.
Hartley house is a fine old Isolated
country place, with a murder story,
a "haunted pool," and many watch-
dogs, and an atmosphere of mys-
tery. The "haunted pool" Is where
Richard Dobson, son of a former
owner of Hartley house, had killed
his brother, Arthur Dobson. Jed
begins operations by locking the
doctor in his room the very first
night. Doctor John lixes his door
so he can't be locked in. He meets
Isobel, daughter of the .house and
falls in love at first sight. In the
night he finds the butler drunk and
holding Mrs. Sidney by the wrist.
He interferes. Mrs. Sidney makes
light of it. John buys a revolver.
John overhears Jed telling Mrs.
Sidney he will have his way. In
reply she says she will not hesitate
to kill him. Mrs. Sidney aslrt John
to consent to thb announcement of
his engagement to Isobel. The
young people consent to the make-
believe engagement. Later they
find It is to head off Jed, who
would marry Isobel. Jed tries to
kill John, but the matter is
smoothed over. John, though "en-
gaged" to Isobfcl, conceals his love.
"That's all there Is human of your
ghost story," said the warden.
"It Is more than most ghost stories
have," said Mr. Sidney.
CHAPTER V.
CHAPTER IV—Continued.
I could not believe the slightest par-
ticle in the ghost story. I am ration-
alistic. Hut as the legend of the pond
took shape, my imagination began to
give substance to its shadows.
Yet the place was genial and cordial.
| Mr. Sidney's joviality was the dom-
inant note in the house. An aging sick
man migM naturally have been testy.
He might have been impatient, have
had whims aiul crochets. He might
have been irascible in his demands
upon and acceptance of service. But j
I Mr. Sidney was always cordial and
considerate. A great deal of the time
j he spent in bed. When he was not in
bed, he sat in a great chair, and very
often a yellow Persian cat rested on
I his knees. It was a difficult if not |
dangerous matter for any one else than
! Mr. Sidney to touch, the cat, named
Algol.
"The Winking Demon," said Mr.
Sidney, fingering the cat's ruff as it
lay on his lap, and purred. I knew just
enough of the star Algol and its vari-
ability to understand the whimsicality
of an old man's naming a cat for the
winking sun. Algol in Mr. Sidney's j got to admit that
lap blinked at me, and the old man's f0ol of myself,
genius for understanding and classi-
fication seemed uncanny.
Mr. Sidney's room was of great size.
It hud two fireplaces and a large cove
of windows bulging toward the west.
At the smaller of the two fireplaces
lie had his breakfast. Either at the
large fireplace or in the outward bulge
of windows, he had his dinner.
In spite of the Persian cat. Mr. Sid-
ney had three canaries in the room.
Algol respected them after a fashion
that I thought uncertain. I have seen
a canary sitting on the cat's head, but
I thought it was a decided case of mis-
placed confidence. Algol wanted that
canary and would continue to want it.
He was deterred from natural action
in the matter by his affection for the
strange but kindly master who want-
ed cats and canaries to live together in
amity.
1 know I never fully grasped Mr.
Sidney's scheme of life, but I thought
that he found existence ironic. His
graciousness and his cheerfulness, I
thought, represented the garlands of
his conquest of morbidity. His per-
sonal charm was extraordinary. Every
one in the house felt it. Hut an aston-
ishing thing about Mr. Sidney was an
occasional emotion which, as it inani- I
fested itself in his expressions—and
that was the only fashion I saw it for
a long time—was one of savage hate.
It was only by coming on him when
expecting me that I saw
Ingly. His chftrra of manner never
seemed more positive and active.
"Hello, doctor!" he said. "I needed
company and fust your company. If
you would only drink wine!"
A broken pipe in the laundry made
it necessary to call a plumber from
Hartley, and to get' quick service, it
was agreed that we should send a car
for the man and his helper.
The day was pleasant, and for the
sake of the drive I went with the
driver. The plumber was a fat man
of the comic type. I thought he must
be the embodiment of all the plumbers'
jokes. They seemed to have created
him ; he was the product of the comics.
I even asked him If he were sure he
had all his tools. I thought he would
be sure to send us back for a wrench.
He was amiable, laughed at" anything
or nothing and was saved from being
a nuisance only by an abounding ani-
mal optimism which was infectious.
Driving through the Hartley hous*
grounds, we came to the pool, and the
plumber—named Harkins—chuckled.
Thus far. whenever he or something
else amused him, he had laughed. Now
he chuckled as if in recollection of an
experience richer or deeper than an*
he had been talking of.
"That place is going to be remem-
bered by me," he said. "I have been
out here only once since the night I
made a bet 1 was not afraid to sit on
the bank here for an hour. They've
got a good many stories of this place
in town. I had been drinking a little.
I don't do it steady, but once in a while
I get out. You've got to do it to keep
the house going happy. Give the wife
something to talk about. My wife
would rather scold me than eat, and
she leves her food,
"We were at the White Pigeon, hav-
ing a good time but thinking of going
home, when some one started on this
Hartley house story. Everybody had
something to say, and I said that there
was no ghost that could scare nie, at
least no ghost that ever was within a
hundred miles of Hartley. That's
where I made a fool of myself. I've
where 1 made a
"It doesn't look haunted around
here," he said as he perceived the
tangible joviality of the place, "but
you've got to get me out before dark."
That was virtually the complete sub-
stance of the Hartley house ghost—
the picture of a man leaning on a cane
by the edge of the river. Uomunce
hud to be content with it.
One evening in late October, which
had turned chill and brought up a high
wind, Mr. Sidney produced n new
phenomenon. He had a strange flush
of strength. When I went to his room
after dinner I found him walking about
without help. Ordinarily, If he walked
at all, Jed was his strength.
"Occasionally I can do it, doctor," he
said. "The strength conies. I usual-
ly pay for it next day, however."
"I'd be very careful, then," I sug-
gested.
"Yes, but you do not know how
grateful it is to feel vigor once in a
while," he said, continuing to walk
forth and back in the room.
1 sat down and watched him without
remonstrating. It was astonishing to
see him so agile and strong but I had
learned that timid prudence was very
ineffective. I had confessed my Inabil-
ity to understand him.
He did not seem to want to continue
life for the purpose of preserving its
sensations but for the purpose of some
accomplishment. His conditions were
so pleasant that it might be reasonable
to desire a prolonging of them. Evi*
IMPROVtD UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL
SUfWSOIOOL
Lesson
(By RE V. 1'. 11. K1TZW ATiilt, D D„
Teacher of English Bible in the Moody
Bible Institute of Chicago.)
(Copyright, 1920. Wealfrn Newspaper t'nlon.)
LESSON FOR AUGUST 1
[ADDTS EVENING
0 Mary (irahan^
Doivncr
Our charming old gentleman could
not go through the entire institution,
and the warden led him to the most
accessible parts of the interesting
place. We saw the rattan-chair works
and the honor men in the gardens. We
also took one glance at a tier of cell-
houses and peeped into the diniug-hall
and into the chapel.
The warden would have had us stay
to dinner.
I had to forbid this. It would have
been too much of a physical strain
upon Mr. Sidney. I knew/that the lit-
tle diversion was Interesting him. and
I was glad to have him interested, but
I did not want to tax his strength.
"I'm the doctor's servant," he said.
"I'll look into the library if you don't
mind, warden, and then we'll obey the
physician."
Warden Williams led us to the li-
brary, which contained a large col- i
lection of books. An elderly convict I
was engaged in cataloguing some new I
volumes which had just been taken
out of boxes. He was interested and 1
paid no attention to us.
Mr. Sidney looked at him for a few
minutes.
"What did you say was his crime?"
he asked of the warden.
"That's Dobson," said Mr. Williams. |u, %vas not
"You must know his story. lie is the ,|,js j remember that the first time
man who killed his brother. You are j 8aw ()ie expression on his face I was
living in the Dobson house." dumfounded. That I was not expected
I looked at the frail, white-haired in his room was entirely without inten-
nian with a sudden shock of interest, j Hon on my part. People who were ac-
This was the man who bad created the customed t» being with him walked
ghost story at Hartley house. He was into the room without ceremony. His
fumbling registry cards and writing on bedroom and bath were to one side,
them. He was frail and insignificant. His living-room be insisted should be
He had been ouce, by legend, a sturdy, open without formality.
muscular, cruel brute. He was now • (m the occasion I speak of I had come
feeble and interested in cataloguing.
Mr. Sidney looked about the room.
"This does not seem to be so well
protected as the other parts of the
prison," he said.
"It is not thought necessary," said
the warden. "Escape from here might
not be impossible for an agile man. It
in quietly, but It was without intention
to surprise my patient. He was sitting
in his large chair with Algol on his
knees. His eyes were closed, and on
his face was an expression of malevol-
ence that was almost demoniac. It
was so startling that the sight of if
stoprwd me in my step and made me
feel more than uneasy, almost afraid.
Mr. Sidney was quiet, except that with
one hand he stroked Algol about the
head and ears. The caress was al-
most Imperceptible in motion, but Al-
gol was purring so loudly that the
sound filled the otherwise quiet room.
The malevolence—the malignancy,
hatred, concentrated essence of feroc-_
Ity—in Mr. Sidney's face would have
stopped anjone. To one who had af-
fection for him as I had. It was ab-
horrent t<> *ee him so. It was a con-
fession of something I did not want
to know.
I was in fenr that he might hear me
and. ojiening his eyes, find that I had
discovered him. I was embarrassed
and uncertain what to do. It was a
silly predicament, as 1 saw afterward.
My part was quite simple. 1 should
have paid no attention to any such
phenomenon as the expression on a
man"- face and have acted perfectly
naturally.
Th»* thine—and Y con-
sider tnyvrtf fairly sensible—was ap-
parent afterward. It indicates the as-
tonishing «hork of the thine that t was
unable to act **nsJHIy. What wes the
nprp«i«n in an amiable. <-harming
man « face, to knock a sensible persoc
Is not impossible from any part "f the
prison. It can only be made improb-
able. It woold be easier from here,
but still difficult. But this old man
would he In a harder prison of d«t ni-
dation and friendlessness owtside thaa
be is inside."
"Do yoa mean that be Is the man
wbo made the ghost story I bought
jn* ag fywr Mr Sidaej asked.
ant of all his senses? Here was a
dozing man merely toying with a cat's
ear*, and the very «irht of what wa«
expressed in his face, made me namh.
t cannot understand It do*, the ter- ,
rifyinc sensation being one which di«- i
appeared a« the recollection of the
em<»r»on« faded What 1 did was to J
hart toward the d««»r of«en it as qairt-
ly as I <ould back o'lt. and then re- 1 plumber "Some time in October."
enter the wo oo(«fly I We rame to the house, and be went
Mr. Sidney was looking at m» < Into the 'avowry to fix the Dipea.
"I bet five dollars I would sit an
hour on the bank at this place. I for-
got all about the dogs, or I'd not have
made the bet. Anyway, they didn't
bother nie. We got an automobile and
drove out her*'. The fellows left me
at the pool and went a mile hack.
They were going to take my word for
it. I was to stay an hour and then
start walking back. At the end of an
hour they would start toward me and
pick me up. They had beer and sand-
wiches. I had a couple of bottles and
some cheese and crackers.
"I wasn't afraid of that place. I'm
not afraid of any place unless I gef
to thinking about this one. It was
along in October. A hoot-owl was
somewhere back of me, and there was
a whippoorwill up toward the house.
"I'm used to hoot-owls and whip-
poorwill, but I hadn't drunk more
than half a bottle of beer before even
these things began to sound different.
"The current of the river kept knock-
ing at the big rock at the up end of
the pool, and you began to think that
things were reaching for you out of
the dark. I'd have given ten dollars to
quit, but I got so that I didn't want to
move. I felt safer sitting still.
"Then I began to hear tilings that I
don't suppose were making a noise at
all. It may be it was rabbits in the
bush. I nearly died when I heard a
cry about fifty feet back of me. I did
hear that. I guess a ferret had got a
rabbit. You know how a rabbit cries
—like n baby.
"I was sitting in the open, and I
thought I'd feel better if 1 got my back
up against something. So I crawled
over to some bushes and sat down be-
hind them.
"Maybe I had been there a half an
hour, feeling scary and uncomfortable,
when I heard a regular yell. There
wasn't any fooling about that. It
sounded like some one being hurt but
veiling not so much because of the
hurt as because he was mad.
"You've heard fellows talking about
their hair standing on end. I never
knew what It really meant before, hut
my hair just stood right up. I felt
like some one was trying to scalp me.
and I was goosefle«h all over.
"It had been nark on account of
clouds, hut Just then the moon came '
out and lighted up the place. There
was a man standing on the edire of the
pool, just about where I had been "it-
ting. He was leaning with both hands
on a cane and standing perfectly still.
didn't seem like a man. He looked
like <>ne. but you had a feeling that he
wasn't one.
"I don't want ever to l>e so scared
again. I didn't know who had yelled,
but I thought this man had. and I
didn't think lie was a man. I thought j
he was a ghost. I'm not saying what
I think now. hut if I had to. I'd say
that 1 saw the ghost of this place—
and anybody that want* to laugh can
laugh. He can come down here at |
night snd get cured of laughing.
"1 couldn t move for a while. The
man «t««od still, lennlng on his cane. I
I watched him until I began to feel
that I could use my legs again, i I
don't know why 1 was so *care«|. but I
was. I crawled away thtough the
brush for a hundred feet or so. Then I
I I got up and ran.
1 beard that yell behind me again
ril bet nobody around here erer ran a
mile as fast as I did. I scared the
fellows who were waiting for roe. Thev
didn't poke any fun at me. Tbey
looked at ii«e and got that automoHle
»?arted. I paid the bet. hut they didn't
have any laugh on r Tbere isn't
i one of fbem would come down here at
night now."
"When was thlsT" I asked.
*F«w or five years ago." said the
/X
"What Are We Drinking Tonight, Jedtf-
dently he was not set upon that. He was
not trying to accomplish anything. He
did nothing. He had no unfinished
work. And yet his will to live, I knew,
was a will to see the fruit of some-
thing. He seemed to have a spiritual
incentive; something that hud other
than a physical Impulse controlled him
and gave him resolution.
I was marveling at his strange ac-
tivity when Isobel and Mrs. Sidney
came in. Mr. Sidney proposed whist,
and we begun a game. The wind in-
creased in violence, and the log lire
grew in comfort. We had a pleasant
game, disturbed for me only by specu-
lations as to the cause of Mr. Sidney's
strange animation and strength.
Shortly after ten o'clock the ladies
said good night, and Jed came in with
a fresh log for the fire. The wind httd
been increasing in volume, sound and
power. I wus thinking of bed.
"Sit a while longer, doctor," Mr. Sid-
ney urged. "Jed and I shall be the
better for some other company. This
is the sort of night we like to sit up to
enjoy. Esthetieally one ought to make
the most of such a night."
Jed went out and presently came in
again with two bottles of wine.
"What are we drinking tonight.
Jed?" Mr. Sidney asked.
"I thought the evening suggested a
warm sherry." said Jed.
"I think It does," said Mr. Sidney,
"There is body and a live soul Su
sherry."
"But certainly." I suggested In
alarm, "you will not drink sherry."
"Indeed not." said Mr. Sidney. "Jed
drinks it for me, and I watch him. You
must have a glass with him—just one.
He'll have a dozen—I don't ask you to
follow him—but Just one."
Jed opened a bottle, and when be
offered me a glass I yielded. I wanted
to Increase the sense of protective
comforts against that shr'll wind out-
side.
Jm! drew a comfortable chnlr dose
to the lire and took his wine In large
but appreciative gulps. I took mine
In small but appreciative sips. The
fire roared, and the wind howled.
Jed, drinking by gulps. *w»n was ex-
hilarated. Mr. Sidney and I had been
rational. We had been talking. I .e
call, of the substitution of a Syrian
idea of immortality, concerned chiefly
with precious metal* and stones, for
the north European idea of Valhalla,
when Jed begun to sing, and with
gusto nnd affection opened aruther
I>ottie of wine The wind grew in vio-
DAVID BRINGS THE ARK TO JE-
RUSALEM.
LKSSON TEXT—XI Sum. 6:1-19; Ps. 24:
7-10.
GOLDEN TEXT—Enter Into his gates
with thanksgiving, and Into his courts
with praise.—Ps. 100:4.
ADDITIONAL, MATERIAL—Ex. 25:10-
22; II Sam. 5:6-25; Heb. 9:2-10.
PRIMARY TOPIC—Thanking Qod.
JUNIOR TOPIC—The Ark of God
Brought to Jerusalem.
INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC
—What the Ark Meant to Israel.
YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC
—Making Religion Central.
The ark was a symbol of the pres-
ence of God in Israel. It represented 1
God's throne, the place from which he I
communicated his will to the people |
through the priest (Ex. 25;'J2; Psalms
80:1).
I. David's Unsuccessful Attempt to
Bring Up the Ark (vv. 1-5).
This Is an example of a wrong way
of doing a right thing. That the ark
of the Lord of Hosts, the symbol of
God's presence, should be brought to |
the very center of the nation's life wus
a decision worthy of all praise. It
surely met God's approval. David gath- j
I ered together the representative men
of the nation in order that the move-
I ment might be a national one. That
David was sincere In this measure can*
I not be doubted, but he was hasty and
| Inconsiderate. God had expressly de-
creed that the Kohathites should bear
the ark upon their shoulders (Num.
4:14, 15; 7:0; 18:3). For them to
place it even upon a new cart was a
positive violation of God's command-
ment. Though David was sincere, his
sincerity did not atone for disobedi-
ence to God's Word. The dictum that
it matters little what you do, Just so
you are honest and sincere, is one of
1 the Devil's blackest lies. It mattered
I much in this case, and always does.
David cannot be excused on the ground
of Ignorance, because be had the op.
port unity to know. God cannot bo
blamed for man's ignorance when he
has given him the law and the ability
to understand It.
II. God Vindicates His Law and Holi-
ness (vv. 6-9).
j The people were very Joyful as they
' moved on toward Jerusalem with the
j tirk, but suddenly there was a slop to
their Jubilant voices and music. At
some rdligh place In the road the oxen
stumbled and Uzzah, anxious for the I
■ precious freight on his cart, reached |
I forth his hand to steady It. Thlp re- j
suited In his being stricken with death, t
J ignorance does not make a man Im-
mune from the death which Is In Ihe |
touch of the heavily charged electric
wire; neither does it In the case of
the violation of ftod's laws. Even
those who were designated by the
l-oni to carry the ark were not allowed
[ to touch it with their hands. Since the
ark was God's dwelling place amohg
men, they needed to know that he was
holy. God's judgment was severe, but
not more so than they deserved. This
awful visitation of just judgment
i struck terror to David. Well it might,
for be was In the path of disobedience.
The Lord's presence has no terror for
those who obey Ills word.
III. The Ark of God in the House
of Obed-Edom (vv. 10-12).
j The presence of Jehovah always
brings blessings. The hemes where
God in welcomed are always blessed.
Obed-Edom was not better personally
than I'zzah and David, but he openly
received the Lord and properly related
himself to liiin. What had been death
and dread to others was life and bless-
ing to him.
IV. The Ark Brought to Jerusalem
With Great Joy (vv. 13-10).
1. Sacrifices offered after going six
paces (v. 13). David made the start
nnd when convinced of God's approval
he made offerings. These were both
burnt and peace offerings, typifying
the self-dedication of the offerers and
thoir thnnskglvlng (I Oiron. W:l).
2. David's great Joy (vv. 14. 15). The
people Joined him with great shouting
arid with the sound of the triitii|ict.
3. MUhal's criticism (v. HJ). Even
tlHiiigh David went to excess in his ex-
pression of Joy, it was wrong in her to
criticize, for (tod seems to have sanc-
tioned David's rebuke of her (v. 23).
4. The grand celebration (vv. 1" 19).
As a token of his gratitude to <«od,
Dav'd generously treated the people.
r». The King of glory, the Lord Je-
sus <'hrist coming (I "salina 24 7-10).
BU0H AND FLY.
"You're a queer thing, bush," ?ald
| the fly to the snowberry bush.
"Why?" asked
m
Far From Pleas
ant.
t h e snowberry
bush. "I'm sure I
don't mean to be
queer. I'm sorry
you. think I am.
I mean to be
nice."
♦•That Is what I
think is queer,"
said the fly. The
My moved his legs
about •and rubbed
h I s, small red
head. His black
body with its six
black legs looked
very unattractive.
He didn't look as
though he cared
about bathing ot
anything cleanly
least and, indeed, he did
"It is a
"I like *
• id Mr. J
»e. It suj
it like r
of the living
This wn« not the |»
Diuid for the occasi
the ark: that was I
t'hron. 10). It in st i
"uggestion should ha'
Twenty-fourth Psalr
*9 the coming and
At that
Mm and
m comj»o«cd
of br nuing
in the very
not.
"What In the world do you mean?"
"Just what I said," the fly answered.
"You mean," said the snowberry
bush, "that you think It is nice to be
mean nnd not to be nice?" ■ * * '
"Exactly what I think," snld the fly.
"Why," said the snowberry bush, ,"I
can't believe you are thinking of what
you are saying. I simply cannot -be-
lieve that you are. You surely don't
mean It, but are joking with due?!"
"I'm not joking in the least," said
the ily. "I love to be mean. J simply
adore it. All my family always have.
If we can carry around an Illness
we're delighted to do it. The fewer
flies there are, they say, the healthier
it Is, so you see what we d.o In those
ways!
"We like sickness. It doesn't bother
us. We're willing to carry It. We like
to wake folks up In the morning who
are tired. When exhausted people
j sometimes on a holiday find the time
for a little nap on a summer afternoon
we bother them so they can't sleep.
| "We bother (hem at mealtime. We
I go flying about and getting a nibble
| at the food which is far from pleasant *
I for the people, but we don't mind that.
We just adore doing that.
"The meaner we can be the happier
we are. We haven't anything nice
about us. We never do any kind deeds
I and we never care for anything that
1 has kindness In IL We're surprised
j at the great number of creatures and
things there are who are nice. Now
take even tiie catchfly plants or flow-
ers.
"Yon know, those lavender and wliWe
and purple and pink' fh>wers>wlth the
sticky stems? They even try to help
catch us at the same time they are
being beautiful. They want to mnke
folks happy tonfcfcig at them.and add-
ing to a garden and they want to help
folks along si III more by seeing If
perhaps one or two of us may be
cnturht that way. t
"That Is the way they are. And
yon seem to bo kindly ami all of that,
too."
"All," said the snowberry bush, "In
the spring we have lovely little blos-
soms and the rest of the time our
leaves try to do a great deal of good
work.
"Then In the autumn and even Into
Ihe winter we have little round white
berries which give us the name of
snowberry bush. They're not so very
tiny and they add u great deal of
cheerfulness when there ure no other
flowers. We'te glad to do such
things as add «heer."
"Strange," buzzed the fly.
"And in the summer when there Is
a storm and «hen the sun comes out
later the people
love to look at
us. The rain-
drops stay on iur
leaves for quite a
while. The leaves
are shaped fer
that. And with
the sun glistening
down tie \ all look
like diamonds and
people Just love
to see us then.
"Then, too, the
birds come and
sip up the drops
of water and have
u ben ut if ul time
and tbey shake
rain off on their
little feathered
bodies. and thev have nice cooling, re-
Birds Come.
the
e k
Self Judjroent.
Igtaif
aln. •
freshing I
"Why -
what It ii
far more
You see -
tures and
being friendly."
"I'd rather nr
"That'* too hi
hnsh Tin glf-
tures like ton."
lit lis ii ml enjoy
on't you try. I
like to he nic
fun out of life
iicli nice things
yon have su<h
m
eiamlnii
rruitfull
erretn.
Ing and
•« St.refh
Kemp is.
Story of the Dobson Murder
I TO BE CONTtSCEP >
Sometime we may hare an ideal l«|
Mature—one that will repeal mere
laws than it passes.
Amiable People.
Amiable people, though oftec subject
ro Imposition in thetr contact with the
world, yet radiate so much of svnsbloe
•hat they are reflected ts all apprec*
• tlve heart*—Dela**.
Become Peanut Eaters.
The leather ass trying '41 familiar-
e h» r little papils sltk definitions off
te word -fame."
"And what do most animals become
after they have be.fi la the soe a long
I time?" she asked brr rlasak
t~p went the hand off the little boy
j l« fite Mae reefer
plea"-, ma'am. 1 know." he chirped.
i -what. Mailer
| Itanut eatery
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