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The Healing of the DuighUr of Jainu. l^lBMf! my angel? retosct- words. »' mH<nc O ; >g ,e > Le^fe Goraty, N. Y., on- d«r the SditonaLana-agemeatpf • * . -'1 \ T i£^tiirrihwHHB. \B. A. I1M|fibfiibtr and Proprietor, 'l ders and communications TII)eUw 'pet ,»njign» if paid •trietly in advance; in all other casss\ -|l,5O per BT NiTHAKUt K WIUIB. Freddy the cool broth of the coakiag eve Stole through the lattice, and the dying girl Felt it upon her forehead. She had lain Since the hot noontide in a breathless trance, Her thin pale fingers clasp'd within the hand Of the heart-broken Ruler, and her breast, Like the dead maible, #hite and motionless. The shadow of a leaf lay'on her lips, b« charged. ' \ ' * And 54 ft stirr'd with the awakening wind, -KAT&S OF *DVi«Ttsi»G. I 1\h e dark lids lifted from her languid eyes) llaurietn lout, or la*, makt a * ? i«ir«.] 1 And her di e nt fingers moved, and heavily 1 square 1 Week $0,50 j ^ e turn 'd upon her pillow. He was there— 0,75 | T-he same loved, tireless watcher, and she look'd S ' | Into his face until her sight grew dim - GO j Withthe fast-falling'tears, and, with a sigh S month* 1 year 8^00 I ^ tremulous weakness, murmuring his name, th Cl S hT!OO\| Sh l d hi hd h li On« Fourth Column S months, ?,00 j She gently drew his hands upon her lips. One Fourth Column 6 months, 10,00 ! And kiss'd it as she wept. The old man sunk l jeiir. lo,Uu TT«>.™ l.:- I .....4 :. . ii. . j \ year \ Third \ v 6 months 12,00 \ \ \ 1 year, 20,00 \ Half \ 6. months 15,00 a \ \ v 1 year 25,00 \ Column 1 , \ 50,00 Legal advertisements inserted at the rates prescribed by law. BUSINESS CARDS. *, B* STI.TESTER, •ifJoTney and Counsellor at Law, Lowville.Lewis County N. Y. ly Upon his knees, and in the drapery Of the rich curtains buried up his lace— And when the twilight fell, the silken folds Stirr'd with his payer, but the slight hand he held Had \ceased its pressure, and he could not hear In the dead, utter silence, that a breath Came through her nosfffis, *n'd her temples gave ! To his nice touch no pulse, | He held the lightest curl that on her neck ! Lay with a mocking beauty, and his gaze ; Ached with its deathly stillness. HI. M. SMITH, Hardware Merchant, Lowville, Lewis Co., X. Y. L.. C . DATESPOB1, •Attorney and Counsellor at Law, opposite the -Bostwick House, Lowville. Will attend tS5 a\l business in the line of his . profession, nl Pays the highest price for Land Warrants, and attends to all Bounty Land Claims, at his uflice in Lowville. CSL4S. » . ADA3IS, ~ It was night— j And softly o'er the Sea of Galilee THE BOSTW1CE HOUSE, i Danced the breeze-ridden ripples to the shore, E. C. POTTER, PEOPUIETOK, Lowville, Lewis • Tipp'd with the silver sparkling of the moon. Co., X. Y. » 19 j The breaking waves play'd Ion- upon the beach GEO. S. CASE 4k Co., I Their constant music, but the air beside Manufacturers of Boots and Shoe3, and dealers j Was still as starlight, and-the Saviour's voice, , m Leather, Findings, &c>. $•;•. . ^ j in 5fsi'Hch \cadences unearthly sweet, fei Eowville, Lewis Co., X. T. gcemM like somejust-born harmony in the air, Waked by the power of wisdom. On a rock, With the broad moonlight falling on hi3 brow, He stood and taught the people. At his feet Lay his small scrip, and pilgrim's scallop-shell, And staff, for they had waited by the sea Till he came o'er from Gadarene, and pray'd For his wont teachings as he came to land; j His hair was parted meekly on his Wivr, j And the long curls from off his shoulders fell ! As he leanM forward earncstlv, and still Particular attention paid to collections, aud i The same calm cadence, passionless and deep, conveyancing. nl_ j And in his looks the same mild majesty, ALBEBT BCELL, , And in his mien the sadness mix'd with power, Justice of the Peace, Lowville, will give his car- : Fill'd them with love aud wonder 1 . Suddenly\ nest attention to collecting debts, taking affi_- j Ag on his words entraneed!v thcy hnnf , T ;ji e Her smile in it: . • ••'••.•••• •• '••- - •' Francis was Hire ship smiled on inm, »nd he eicraiiBed, \I never smr 1 'tnat smile sinceydfl wer«•••»' little '#&,•'(SBtrf* But'it still lingers in ra^r i»^rt a like.|Bobhlight. Beautiful smile t JLnd you yourself, my sister, wb»t arc you f -'A snt^fheaVen ! Oh that I could see yotrj!* ' '- A \You would flod nothing worth seeing, Frank,indeed,*b^lM il p 'but yott must '• witl an*, yoti m often pat your hand on iriy fact I I wish I could give you mj sfgi»% fit I aip sure you would make a better \iise of it than I.\ \God bless you for the tuou^it! fho' I would not take the gift *for worlds' of glory. Know yoii*faceJ -j£h, yes ! By instinct and memory, I know exactly what it must fee 1 but those dear eye&—-\ he paused. \What oftheiti; frank ? I know there is something passing in your mind, which you want to tell me and will hot; it is un- kind.\ The blind youth smiled sadly, and press- ed the girl's hand to lm lips, saying, \I was thinking, then, that it was better for fully declined the bardnete ofier. : Sir 9 Henry Mordimnt: v %ai\ a- verf^tK- erons man; \and hi* love was not merely selfishV lie discovered the state of Caro- line's heart, andackhowledged to hjpiself the merit of Horton. I*; strucg himf'that the blindness of Frank might not be in- curable, and he wrttteto a^fambus^oetilist, with whom he was. acquainted, to cbiae from London to him. r H6 wanted toihav^ his opihk>n on the snbject withotJt rSising deltisivc h'dbes in the young man's breast; and in the course of a-few dayi *te oculttjt arrived, as a private friend of fflr ~~ davits acknowledgments nl E. S. 3 Attorney and Counsellor at law, and Solicitor and Conncellor in Equity, nl Copenhagen, Lewis County X. Y. i The crowd divided, and among them stood Jairus the Ruler. With his flowing robe Gather'd in haste about his loins, he came, Aud nVd his eyes on Jesus. Closer drew The twelve disciples to their Master's side* And silently tho-people shrunk awav; And left the haughty Ruler in the midst Alone. A moment longer on the face 01 the meek Xartireue he kept his gaze, An-i as the twelve look'd on him, by the light Ol\ the clear moon they saw a glistening tear Steal to his silver beard, and drawing nigh I Uni-n i^,. $;oiouv's feet he took the hem » ' *\** ^' s coarse mantle, aud with trembling hands, Dealer in Drugs, Medicines, Pain'ts, Oils, Dye- • Press'd it upon his lips, and murmur'd low, Stuffs, Window Glass, &c. Also every vari-. •'•Master ! my daughter /\— The fhadows of sorrow are dairkaom* sad dre*r; But a light there is shining above— Clouds veil it, but cannot o'ershadow a^ her* ; And the glbom, as the light, is of Love. The cottage of the widow Horton was one of the prettiest little domiciles imag- inable ; and was situated near the banks of a winding river, that jeemed to mur- mur a melody to it through the live-long day. There were sweet flowers of all kinds in the garden attached to the house and Ihe willows lisped gently/like a mai- den avowing love to the wind. Close to the cottage.was a little church-yard,, very simple and yet very beautiful, and a small church that seeniedimifft for the fairies. In that quiet cemetery lay tS!e remains of the widow Horton's husband} and two children. There is something, to my mind, very affecting in the proximity of the living and the dead- Here are the life, the stir, the feeling, all of which are hastening to corruption ; and within a few yards, the senseless dust ihat once contained the heart loved, the mind so . worshiped, and that can know no more corruption—sor- row and sickness are left forever. The widow Horton had one treasure left.. She had been stricken heavily; but she possessed a son such as mother sel- dom has. Francis Horton was her firstlight born, and was now twenty, and a sensible, clever, gentle lad he was. But he had been born blind of one eye ; aud gradual- ly, as childhood waned, the sight of the other beeame affected. He could see no- thing now ; but he bore his affliction with a sweetness e'isti more perfect than the blind usually exhibit. Almost all blind persons I have met with show resig-1 must tell.\ nation and contentment • and ft seems as | \Frank she interrupted, \I understand if heaven, when it takes away the most precious sense, imparts a serenity of mind get an old friend—a brother—for a mere j would complete his recovery, which, without such a bereavement, few j acquaintance ? My fatKer's pupil, Sir | We know not the delicious sensations indeed attain to. How soon may us be afflicted thus ! W hen we the nice structure of the eye, it the invisible Astonishment ^rst, and then transport —the unselfish transport for him, and not herselfr—deprived Caroline of apesch ; artl He sdott found mean's to see young Hor- ton, and was convinced tliat a painful, but not very dangerous operation might restore his sight.- He communicated his opinion to the noble-hearted Baronet.— Sir Henry lost no time in imparting the intelligence to the party concerned : and deep and fervent was the gratitude of Frank for such generosity. It was ar- ranged that the blind youth should repair to London; aS it would take sometime to insure his recovery, and that Caroline should know nothing of the matter. Ac- cordingly! lie told her that he had nrgent business in the. metropolis* and accompan- ied by his mother arid the oculist, depar- ted. It was fouttd'j however, that the op- eration must Be deferred for some time ; my father, as I do you-, Frank,\ said the \ and it was not till the expiration of a girl. month that Frank was submitted to it.— \Not one !\ cried the other joyously. At first the oculist, feared it had failed; \Bethink you, Caroline, is there iibt one, i but be was rejoiced to find ultimately it now—who—I cannot see your face, but it' had realized his expectations, and that both the ey«s wefe at least partially open- ed. A fortnight afterwards he dismissed you. Do you think I could so soon for-' the patient, saying that time and caution to be as I cannot tell when the of those eyes is for another than me. I am a foolish fellow—you must forgive me. \But I don't love any one, except nt, few ! q y at pp, | one of Henry Mordaunt, is a clever man, but he | which accompany health, to their fullest ' suffered from long we know not the lull regard ! > s not Frank Horton. I hear life O j is won-1 but it cannot thrill my heart as yours voice',! extent; until we have s does i and painful illness : v BROW1V& BARNES, { Attorneys in'dUounselfers at Law. Martinsburgh, : Lewis County X. Y. | At the Office formerly occupied by A. H. \ Barnes. GEO. L. BROWN, j ul HARBISON BARNES. I 4i£OR«£ GILBERT, j Attorney and Counsellor at Law, Gallagher's j Block, (up stai»-s) Ccftliage, Jefferson County : N\ Y. ' nl \ idcrfulthat it lasts so long. The most i with thoughts of the past, ere it pleased! susceptibility 4d- enjoyment which the sen j trivial accident might impair its delicate ! God to takn your ught aw.iy, ftlid we ' ses afford; before having Been bereaved (functions; and then, of all this glorious ! wandered in our childhood over th<* hills | of one of them ; ahdthe flood of rapture j universe, with its sun and moon, its stars j plucking wild flowers. You are my dear \ which buast oh ihe fine mind of Frank and skies, the splendor of morning and i brother, Frank !\ j Horton^ when the grand; universe of which the beauty of evening, only memory is j Caroline spoke in a tone of mingled j he had dreamed of so many years was re I left! If \man could never ,ie, life were a kindness and reproach ! and her voice was reeled to him, baffles all my powers of tremulous. The heart of Frank Horton i expression. But beyond all, he anticipa- leapth within him j bht again a deep slmde j ted the delight of seeing Caroline, whom of melancholy came over his face, and ho he had wot beheld since she was seven years old—aud her joy, when she found The glorious universe i»j.present to me, and dearer than ail, that face, which is to .were eloquent though- -they not, and she .lavished endear- ments, and then hid b.er glowing face on .his heart.. They, did not say much—they dream. 1 Francis Horton \was etv of Family Groceries, and Pure Wines and Liquors for medicinal purposes. Lowville, Lewis Co., N. Y. 5 JAMES B. REED, ^>tch Maker and Jeweler, Dealer in Clocks, Watches, Jewelry &c, &c. Shop two Doors South of the Baptist_Church i Watch and nl muttered to.liimseli \Ko.\. you not believe me ? , , N. T. if. B- Particular attention Clock BepaJring. A. FOOT JR., Dealer in Boots, Shoes, Leather, of all Kinds, and. Shoemaker's findings in great variety. 'Case fSi at all times for. Hide? and- Skins. XaituSbVirgh, Lewis Co;, N. Y. H. 8HB1IIB, Fashionable Hair-dresser and Shampooner.-^ Win pntBMorsin^)rder,ana keeps the best quality for sale. Perfumeries of all kinds. Stop over Benedict & Baker's Store. . j^ * . •- Lowville, V Y. N. V. BKADT, President. » SWr Co., Cash Capital, MOBKIS CHASE, A Lowville N SE, Agcnl , N. Y. The same silvery light, That shone upon the lone rock by the sea, Slept on the Ruler's lofty capitals As at the door he stood, and welcomed in Jesus and his desciples. All was Still. The echoing vestibule gave back the slide Of their loose rondals, aedthe Srrowy beam Of moonlight slanting t'd the marble floor ta^uke a Sjjell of silence in the rooms As Jairus led themon. With nushing steps He trod the winding stair, but ere he t'duelTd The latehet, from within a whisper came, reubU the Matter not—for the it &<fef !* And his faint hand-fell nerveless at his tide, . And his steps Falter'tt, and his broken voice Choked in its utteraAciB ^But a gentle hand Was laid upon his arm, aWd m his ear The Saviour's vdh;e sank thrillingly and low, \She U not dead—hut, sleepeth.\ They pass'd in. The spice-lumps in the alabaster urns Burn'd dimly, and the white and fragrant saoke Curl'd indolently on the chamber walls. The silken curtains slumber'd in their foius— Not e'en a tassel stirring in the air— And as the Saviour stood beside the bed, seated one fine summers afternoon on the sod iu the church yard, beneath which slept his kindred.— It was a favorite spot with him ; for he I \Whv do von say loved much to mediate on the deep things of nature—on life, and death, and what is beyond. The blind are mostly thought- ful ; and as there is nothing to distract the mind, the imagination must concen- trate itself ou the idea; so that poetry ap- p&ifs an instinct frfth tHeni^ The' blind that the fehofen of*her-heart was-able-to youth looked sad, and his sightless orbs were bent downward. It was a touching spectacle ! The orphan sitting on the grave of his father, and musing on the time when he might see once more—hope- 'no,' Frank f Do 1 You don't love me! derive Measure from the visible' world ! less that ,t could be here V He was a boy j ]y liirough her ^ hed a feeKllg Manufacturer and dealer in dabniet Ware and Chain of Durability and Finish, All order* forWortfexecnfedin the neatest and quickest And pray'd i the Ruler heard The quickening division of his breath A h of many thoughts ; and his face denoted the bent of his intellect. It was an ideal fece, and though not handsome, it irre- sistibly attracted one. The golden hair [ the white,'smooth brow ; the pale cht&k; the parted iips—Kaffaelle would have lov- ed to paint; and .there was scSiiiething in- tense iathe expression, of the whole, akin to inspiration; ::;...''.. .And the shadows lengthened j yet sfellf he sit there 1 , dreaming and heedless of- the. fligKi of time. At h bi hh fd i h lebgth bis thoughts found vent in these d ' as you did-for von dou't kiss me now-} T t **• » fi «« autumn evening-wheh he and to you I am still a child, not a w-! arlived in his native villa S e ' and .*! ie laSt jraj-sof the sun gilded the horizon*— There was the cottage in which lie was torn—that the church with its miniature steeple^-Hnd there at the distance ofa furlong, eliibowered among irees, the par- sonage house. Caroline did not know her iover \vws te relura. that day.; ! 'and -she was, seated where her -first vows bad been exchanged 1 , reading Paradise Lost Frank fancied she would be there; and, leaving his mother, bent his steps to the church- yard. Caroline, intent ^n her book,which was a present from her lover, did not per- ceive his approach- Teais were trickling down her fece, for she was reading to het- were too blest.': yet the thoughts and the were thronging in their breasts did not need expression. Lovers have a mystic language of their own, whose ?il#nt melody the eyes and lips convey—and it is universal. To those who are ignorant of what it is, this half spiritual) half ma- ternal tongue, would .remain unintelligible for ever, aud so it were ridiculous to en- deavor to interpret it; but almost every one seems to learn it—and a very ravish- ing music it appears to be. Grisi and Persihni might warble for ever, and yet their sweetest hbtes could convey no idea of what the love-song is, save to lovers.— But it is time to wind up our little, history: and it may be done in a tew words. Frank Horton was of course married to the woman who had been ready to make any sacrifice for him. Sir Henry Mor- daunt gave away the bride, and her father performed the ceremony. The Baronet was happyj even in giving away the trea- sure he prized so highly, for she was hap- py, and that was enough: The cold materialist may analyze the springs of human action for ever j hut he cannot destroy the noblenpss of human virtue) even if he had all the dialectics of an Aristotle. If it be selfish to be virtu- 8uS, let it be ; such selfiishness is worthy of a god ! Sneer not at humanity, 0 think- er ; for there is in it the elements of per- fectibility, and not to respect it, is to de- ny all that is holy. The Baronet was hap- py—as all men dre when they have made sbaie great sacrifice from a lofiy motive. Through him (for he had great interest) Frank procured a situation which insured competence, and every cloud had vanished from his lite. \Sir he said to him to whose kindness he owed se much, \how shall I thank you ? Words are' Weak', when the heart is fullf . • (JarWjne t£o\Sij:,J^nry*s hand and bathed, it Tyj'th tears of grateful ackuowl- mati ''Caroline,\ cried the youth, 'passionate- ly, \you make me glad with those words ; but I must not speak my thoughts, and I must not kiss you, sweetest; for brother and sister wo must remain while I see not. But if I fever regain mjf • sight—Men —Carry—\ The maiden trembled and blushed deep- pg -^the soptow and the affection— the joy she knew not the existence «f before—*!ie electic sympathy of love—the power of hu- man passion—these, so eloquent and. so J bereaved Her of speech. Love ihd the Grave! It was there, in the soft itfilight, as the inoon came forth, attended y tas pile evening star, and shone faintly j n the tombstones, that « pure and sacred 1 passion, cherished for years, \was sealed for heaven ! And the young girl knew what was now passing in her lover's mind *f lamentation of that **f :vmag»nat,on be aM tjmei'oa his loss bounded b y , r ..... .--•,••--.- of sight:''and tterecalled Frank's b[h'nd- ness. He bent down,; and kissed -those' drops away\.: She sprang ;«£ ivith ;a.-joyfpi cry,; and they :w«re flocked in each others young Baronet with humid eyes, as the bride and bridegroom were about to de • part. \I am rewarded • far beyond diiy merits of mine, when I perceive your joy. Farewell.\ Sir Henry Mordaunt did not survive the union of the lovers manyi months ; and he left them- some thousand pounds as a testimony of friendship: He was buried by his desire, in the humble churchyard, which has been so often referred to.— Thither Frank and Caroline often repaired and strewed flowers on tile 1 grave of their ^benefactor. Ob, there are flowers of sweet gratitude in the lieart of man, which fade iibt Mb those bf earth', btft^ine even as stars;, with' melancholy light, when death lias closed..on the loved, one! Blessed' ^e 'tfiose; 'flowers', redolent of Eden. iVSh'glit ?ffl be a consoling thought to us embrace. £9 deek.tombf in. the hearts tee love, words'— \How Mysterious life is, with its As he grew earnest inwardly. There came A gradual brightness o'er his calm saa face, And drawing nearer to the bed, he moved The silken curtains silently apart And look'd upon the maiden. Like • form Of matchless sculpture in her sleep she lay— Tke linen vesture folded on her breast, -And over it her wnlte transparent hands, The blood still rosy in their tapering nails. and hopelessness—and she threw herSrtes & h* d i ffl his neoky *K-&e- ha* done in infafl f B «ions, its love, and its melodies of hope ! y cy,, with all ihe tttthfitlHett itf a fond wB- Eh of jfleetfng- after, long, 8eparatiq%;,, -. with? frisBd^ tfws ple^sar^ is, The first to sink in death—the next tobe- iriau's seal, andswMjed*in<bw'bo8OiH. A DOCTOR AS comepurified into a -nobler suflScient- hnnibug, who ttiok pip the Busi-: ionyeyed to and from, (thebeing; dearest to. USJQB earth, ^b j^t jem^ing last, to live in immortal light, ever spring- and it may be there is ing up to joy,j nor'being cast down again'. them th*n intbe sunnies««wt3«b:es i sweet- aoiJSE, HrownWfY. from «a- *tfr -«na-«ini tn'e land, said, in showing ^fe y^ that of hea*en.taifeftmrtai|» Bat it is not on earth,that we can be py ! It was not intended for a holiday ex- istence T By trouble we, soar jtfeb'ye the calfcd to visit a a e ri Te( j frB# contrast*and AliBfe gfjifearl ran through-her parted lipn, furnisfied on snort felt his pnlse and pocket, looked «t His » m::k\\L'*iiiijS£ iLii- eLj^nid 'CS_-J _-iai Andiri her nostrils, ipirituallyithin, -'] ' f he breathing curve watmockingly like life, And round beneath, the faintly tinted skin Ran the light branches of the azure veins— wisdom and truth above ! \Ifyon lie on both «d«, whom Uii& t -Jt g -^ rf*\X %JT&* ^ And on her cheek the jet lash overlay The, blind y ojifc's ,yp& became .jnige ; can describe the wpfcuteiin Hatching the arches pencft'* on her ifeow bat his riiirid was Evidently still b'uSy; from t^S Her hamtadbeea unbound, Upofther.pillow:, trickled down his .cheek, and* he In curls'pf fgqssy Wacksesg >c % ik; t them tdroU'nnheeded on the grais;\ Tl»e polish'dneck; scarce t. snadbws ffoatiiig:•* ie»r« of abnmatiieart oreraparbnt who weeps kxwtJl You} of littfe .ihoughti, to hdthik ftrffthith% i^ And age sedate,.- .•::./ ' <: -yja High.capged and plumed, likewhWJiiiar^ Stand : there in state. : r,- • - ,.?!,• The dnfts are hanging by tht.aUL \•\ * The eaves, the door j . ;- the. hay strok has become a.bp— . , ; All covered o'er, . • . . , t The wagon loaded for the milli The nignt before! Maria brings thft water-pail— But where'*, the weB? Like magic pf a fuarj tale,. . - •? All vanUhed—curd and crtak and r*^*- How deep it fell. • .* •-••? The wood .pile; too, iii playing hide— Theaxe—thelbg-i- • . : , The kennel of the friend so tried; (The old watch dbg)— ,. ••• The grindstone standing by its side, All now. incog ! A Sharp Painter. A person who kept an inn by the raad- sid?, went fo a paintec^and inquired for whnt sum -he wouja paint a bear f&fa sign board. It was to be a real good oiiej that would attract customers. ' Fifteen dollars,' replied the painter. 1 That's too much,' said the inkeeper ; \Tom Larkin will do it for ten.' 1 ' Tt is to be wild or tame V inquired the painter, not wishing to be underbidby his rival.' . ^ ' A wild one, to be sure. ' With a chain or without one * again asked the painter. : ' Without a chain.' 'Well, I will paint yoii .'a wild b^if without a chain for ten dollars.' The bargain was struck; the paintet set to work, and in due> time sent homo the signboard, on .which he had painted a huge' brown bear, of the most forocious aspect. It was the admiration of alltEi neighbors, and' drew p'leiiity of customers to the inn. '•' ; One night there arose a violent ,-stoiJii of wind and rain, which led the inn-keeper to look anxiously after the sign in tile morning. There it was, sure enoughi swinging to and fro, but the bear had dis- appeared. He immediately hurried to the painter, and related whKE had happened;, ' Was it a wild bear or a tame onej' inquired the painter, coolly. ' A wild bear.\ 'Was it chained or not P ' dgemc'nts'. Is not this enough !\ returned the that' each 'good acSjon' of. our, lives will createibyiiipathy and a memory, create, and a memory g 'Then,' said the painter, \ how could: you eipect a -wild\ bear to renjain in feucH ~k storm as iJbai of last night, withotit a'cliajni No llearWrquld have done it. The innkeeper had nothing jfco say flgaiaet so conclusive an argument,- and'lfattHy, agreed to give the painter fifteen dollars to siorru. It is only necessary for us to add that the first bear was painted- in 'water i c6lor«, which the violent wind washed a\fay^ while the second was painted in oil coiojB. —: • ^Illfc ^ . ; r Nfeco Jisfl ];hcK.—MTS; SnytDblecjlope' (to lfe?' dSti^h.'^r^ Xijmra} *—It iwas/ ;vex-j- wrong of y.ou, r Laura, to walla! wii% yoj^c joily.. Your papa- ira» greatly shocked. He says he has met youn|* JoHy m ' tip city, in. places where no decent jbolng. SiaV. would ever \be seen ! '\. - •••- ; a*-

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