. scribe for Nursing Mothers. Unequal to Family Duties-~No Appetite Hood’s Sareaparllla nave Strength and Courage to Work. “Iwas insuch condition I could not walk even about the house to attend to house- hold duties and care for my chil- dren and family. I did u t have the strong hot aehild. I was treated by several physicians, who pronounced my trouble Scrot- ula and F e m s l e Weakness. I could est'only a slice of , I” bread and drink s . -."" 1: cup of tea, three I' ”/4," tinies a day. Some- times I could stand Oran, N. Y. _ for dinner. I became reduced to skin and bones; at last they had to draw me about the house seated in a rocking chair. I was in s terrible state when my husband, having noticed advertisements of Hood’s H OOd’S Sarca- parma Ssrssparilla, urged . upon me to give it “res trial. After taking m one bottle I received sufiicient benefit to know that I had at last found the right medicine. I have now taken several bot- tles and am able to Attend My Housework. ' In (set, I am on my feet about all day, and - can go up stairs easil . I cannot say, enough in praise of H00 ’s Sarsqusrilla. Mas. JOHN Hasn, Box 92, Oran, . Y. 9 ‘ are tasteless, mild, ence- HOOd S P“ five. Alldruggists. 250. OPENED. Prof. George Yoerger has opened his Boxing School for the winter. Private instrur tions at the pupils. home if desired. Full course, 12 lessons, e10. mosses i’roi‘; George Yoerger. Norwalk. Conn or apply at. this oflice. nonunion mono“ A Pure Malt Extract. A Substitute for Solid Food Highest percentage Extract. Low- est percentage Alcohol. An Etfect ive Tonic. An Agreeable Beverage. A mild Stimulant. - Just What physicians will pre~ Con- valescents and victims Of Insomnia or Nervous Disorders resulting from Impaired Digestion and Overwork. Bohled for Sale and Definered Anywhe ,, Loio'lsuuo oouLmo co. 1‘880-284 Berna Sf.‘ Enemy; FOR SALE BY EDWARD P. WEED ! LIGHT PARCEL an UlliKWllflDg PACKAGE DELIVERY Cheap rates. Will also take orders for mes senger service in New York. Goods called or and delivered to all parts of the town. Orders received at E P. Weed’s Drug Store its Wal: Street. With telephone connection un- ti 2.30. . C E. LOCKWOOD. oiILi FREIGHT LINE BETWEEN NORWALK, , so. NORWALK AND NEW YORK. , Propellers , city of Norwalk, Vulcan and Eagle. Leave Norwalk at 5 p. pm. Leave SO. Norwaik at 6 p. m. Leave New York, Pier 23, E. 3., Beekman St., 5p m, ,..._,___.__,__. CENTRAL onion-L BANK, go’ WALL 812, NORWALK. noosrosoran SEPT. 1, ”376. Ar'l‘l‘AL, .. . . - - . 3100.000 null: M. HOLMES. President. . n. Bursa, Vice-President. WILLIAM A. CURTIS, Cashier DIRECTORS : GEORGE M. HOLMES, L. Cusumogsu, ,5: L. Borau, _ H. E. DANN, J. T. PBOWITT S. H. HOLMES J. Cousms. Jn. _ " ' iiisoount Day. Saturdav- s soft boiled egg ‘ . “Hearth Airtime I 5...-..— THAT MOURN. THEY ' BY SEAN F. BULLOCK. Bunn Market was over, its hurry and haggle. In corners and quiet spots of the big market-yard you saw men and women carefully counting their little stores of silver, testing the coins wit-h - their teeth, knotting them firmly in red pocket handkerchiefs, finally stowing them away in their long, wide pockets. as cautiously as though every Sixpence was a diamond. In the streets people were leisurely moving towards the shops, where tills were rattling and counters teeming, and trade, for a few hours, flourishing, after its whole six days of blissful stagnation. A cart laden with butter, chiefly in firkins, issued from the. market-yard gate, a. man between the shafts, one at either wheel, two pulling behind, all noisily cndeavoring to keep the cart- from running amuck down hill into the river. Close behind, like chief mourners after a- hearse, one might fancy, came Tim Karin and Nan, his wife—a. bat- tered, slow-footed couple, heavily bur- dened with the big load of their years, white haired, both of them, and loan as greyhounds. Heavily they shuttled along in their clumsy boots; the man with one mm across his back, the other swinging limply; the woman holding up her skii t with one hand and gripping wit-h the other the handle of a big, empty basket; both looking over the tail-board Of the cart at the few pounds of butter for which they had slaved hard for weeks, and for which, after hours Of haggling, they had just re- ceived a. few most precious shillings. Fixcdly they watched it. and mourn- fully they were bidding it a. last fare- well. ‘ They passed through the gate, strag— gled across the footpath, and silently watched the cart zigzag down the street, run presently along the curb, and, amid great shouting, discharge its contents into the packing house. » “Faith,” said Tim across his shoulder, “ ’twas cliverly done. I wonder, some day, they don’t break their necks.” He wagged his head dubiously; Nan tucked up her skirt; the two turned their faces up hill and set out to share their profits with the shops. Thc butter was gone, and sorrow go with it!—’twas a heart- break. _ Tim Kcrin‘s share of the profits was a shining Sixpence, reluctantly ten- dered to him by Nun, his wife, who now walked a. couple of steps behind him, with 18 pence shut tight in her hand and the remainder of the butter money (only a shilling or two) tied fast in a , cotton bag and safely stowed away in the neck of her linscy-v.=oolscy dress. Threepencc of Tim's Sixpence was to buy tobacco, a penny might go in the purchase of a weekly newspaper, apcn- ny would buy a. pair of “’whangs" (leather laces) for his boots; the penny remaining, when all those luxuries had. been honestly paid for, would buy a. whole tumblcrful of frothing porter. A whole tumblerful! _ At sight of it, with his mind’s eye, Tim's lips dried and his feet went quicker over the cob-- blestones. Nun’s lips were tight, her brow wrin- klcd. She was figuring. It would take her to be powerfully ’cutc to fill her basket with the things she wanted; tea, sugar, bacon, a herring for the Sunday’s dinner, a. bit 0’ white bread, and—and supposing there was a penny or two over (with knowing bargaining there might be), was it likely now that Mr. Murphy, the draper, would let her have a. cheap yard of narrow, soiled lace to go around the border of her night caps. Twopencc might do, three- ‘ pence would be sure to— Aw, glory be to goodness! (lid onybod y ever hear of such romancin’, such extravagance: sure it was running wild her wits were! : Threcpcnce for lace indeed! A friend stopped from behind a. cart : and caught. Nan by the arm. What, “78.18 it pass a. neighbor like- that, Mrs. Kerin would do? l‘ass her ouldcst friend, Mrs. Brady, as if she was am‘ile- stone, and never pass the time of day, or tell how she sold her butter, or how the world was using herself! “Och, och, Mrs. Kerin,” moaned Mrs. Brady, “what have I done to ye, at all, at all?” 7‘ ~ Nan stopped and put out her hand, then volubly began explaining; sure, sorrow the sight of Mrs. Brady she had seen; sure, she never passed a neighbor without- spaking; sure, ’twas 'walkin’ along romancin’ she was, fig- urin’ in her head, seeing how far she could make the few shillings go. “An’ how are you, ma’am ?"’ asked Nanwvhen full pardon for her oversight had been generously given and gratefully re- ccived. “How are you, an’ all your care?” Meanwhile, Tim, his Sixpence hot in his palm, had taken rt turn through the throng of the streets, had questioned his neighbors about sales and prices (Just as though he werea man of stom- ach and capital), had spelt out the time on the big market-house clock as he stood by the town pump listening to the hoarse drone of a ballad-singer; and now, on the sidewalk of Main street, stood dreamily looking through a shop window at a pile of newspapers which stood precariously among an array of tobacco pipes and sweet bot— tles. If he bought. a. paper, Tim was thinking, he would have awhole week’s diversion 0’ nights; if he didn’t buy it, he would save the price of another tumblerful o’—— A heavy hand fell on his :1 shoulder. “Hello, Tim!” said his neighbor, Shan Grogan; “havin’ a wee squint at the sugar-sticks, is it ye are ?” “Aw ay," answered Tim, turning: “aw ay!‘ I was just lookin’ at the pa.- pers there, an’ .wondeirin' What an ojus lot 0’ news they give us nowadays for c. penny. Enough to keep one goin’ for 3. week.” ‘ “Yis,” said Shan, “it’s a. wonderful world. But aisy, Tim; ha.’ ye been to the post lately?” “New,” said Tim. “Well, look in there if you’re passin’, no son. The lassie that sells the stamps m1: . asked me' to tell ye. Gwan quick; mebbe she’ll give ye news for noth- in’.” “Me name is lierin, miss,” he said to the clerk, very humbly as to one of the representatives of mighty govern- ment itself; “Tim, for Christian; an' they tell me ye’d mebbe be havin’ some- thin’ for me?” The girl handed him. a letter bearing the Chicago postmark, stamped in one of its bottom corners, and carrying its address thence right up to the trip of the envelope. Tim bore it tenderly to the door and carefully inspected it, then took it back to the counter. “Whose countersign might that be, miss, if ye please?” he asked, and placed his thumb over the postmark. Iiumbly he asked; curtly he was an- swarcd. “Chicago?” saidTiin. “Ay,a.y! I’m obliged to ye, miss—I'm obliged to ye. May the ‘Lord be good to ye an’ send ye,a duke for a husband! Good day to ye, miss,” said he, then stepped out into the street- with his hand deep in his pocket and the letter in. his hand, and went off in search of Nan. “Its from Padeen,” he kept thinking to himself, and» he walked joyfully along, his feet. cluttering loosely on the pavement, his old face turning here and there, watching for his wife; "it’s from Padeen, sure as ever was!” Aw! but he was glad. Aw! but Nan would be glad. So long it was, ages and ages ago, since they heard from him. ’Twasn’t. Padeen’s hand-write — new! but sure it might have altered; every- thing altered in the big country. Ayl. ’twas only poor ould Ireland that kept the same—never any worse, never any better. But. Where was Nan? Sure, she ought to be in the shops. He was dying to find her. Up and down he went; at last he found her, still bobbing heads at the tOp of Bridge street with her friend Mrs. Brady. “Aw, it’s here yeare, Nan ?” he said, coming up. “An’ me hunt-in‘ the town for ye. It’s yourself is well, Mrs. lirad y, I’m hopin’ ? That’s right, that’s right.” . His voice came strangely broken and shrill; his eyes danced like a. child’s: still his hand gripped the letter in his pocket. “What’s the matter, Tim?” whis- pcred Nan. “Hal ye heard news?” “Ay, ay,” he said. “Come away till I tell ye; come away.” He turned, and, with Nan at his heels, set. otl' almost. at a. run down-hill to- wards the river. Aw, but his heartwas thumpin’! “Aisy, Tim,” cried Nan be- 'lllld him; “aisy, man, or me breath—- me b1‘eath—” Without answering or slackening his pace, Tim went on, turning through the butt-cr-iiiau'ket gate, crossed the empty yard, came to the “fill‘LllOI'lIlOSt' corner of one of the long, low sheds. and there halted, with his face to‘the wall. AWE but his heart was thumpin’. Presently. Nun came to him, panting and flur- ricd. “What is it, Tim?” she asked; “what- is it?” - Slowly Tim brought out his letter, and, holding it'by both hands, let his Wife. look at it. “It‘s—it's from Padcen!” cried she: “it’s from Padeen!” “Yis,” said Tim. “It’s not his hand- write, but it must be from him.” “Ah, Tim, open it. quick,” shc panted , “open it quick!” . . “Mcbbc,” said Tim, “we'd better wait till we get home. The lignt’s bad, an’——” “No, no, Tim; no, no; it‘d kill me to wait.” “Ay‘?” said Tim, then slowly drew his knife from his pocket and tenderly cut open the‘ top of the envelope. His tin- gers trembled greatly as he fumbled with the inclosure. Nun's hand went quick: to her heart “Aw, quick, Tim!” she cried. “Quick, quick! v, ' “Don’t—don't flooster me, woman," said Tim. “I can't— can’t-——” The next moment his shaking old fingers held :1 sheet of notcpapcr, and a black-edgcd card on which glared out a long silvcrii cross, and beneath it, in large letters, the words Patrick Kerin. N'in fell back a stei' her fin crs. . . ‘ ‘ I ’ g ' save With the consent and approval Of clutched at her dress over her heart. Tim’s kniic Cluttered upon the stones, and the envelope fluttered down. For awhile they stood there silent, dread— stricken. At last Nan spoke. ' “Read, Tim,” she said. "Read!” “I——I can’t."‘ “Ye must, Tim; it’s better. Let us know the worst, for God’s sake!” “I———I— ’ Tim began; then quickly opened the sheet. “It‘s—it's too dark here," he mumbled. “I-—I want me specs.” “Read what ye can, Tim, an’ quick, for God’s sake! ” So Tim, still with his face to the wall. raised the letter to catch the light, and began to read: . "Chicago City, U. S. A. “DEAR—DEAR MISTER KERIN: It is my— my sad duty to iii-form you that your son Patrick died [‘Aw, Padeen, Padeen!'] of ty—typhus here on the 2d of this month at 12 O’clock a. in. [‘God’s nicrcy!’ cried Nan]. As his oldest friend. I was with him at the end. He died in peace. He was buried, at .his request. in -— Cemetery. I—I send you something to—to keep ...... " “Aw, I can read no more," said Tim, with a. groan; “its too dark. I can read no more. .Me poor ould I’adeen!” Nan turned and looked vacant-1y across at the busy street, dry-eyed and gray-faced. Ah! her poor Padeen, dead and buried away among the strangers, dead and buried, and never, never would she see him again, never hear his voice, never grip his hand! Dead, dead! her big, handsome, noble son. She turned to Tim and caught him by the sleeve. - “Come away, Tim,” she said. “Come away wi’ inc.” ' “Aw! Nan, Nan,” he said, as the big tears sprang to his eyes. “Nan, me girl, but it’s hard!” Nan plucked at his sleeve. . “Come away home, Tim,” she said, “come away.” And at the word 'Iim raised his head, dried his eyes, and set MONEY FOR ROYALTY. England’s Nobles Interested in the South Africa. Company. Founded by a Number of the Queen’s Privy Council—The Cause of the Present Trouble in the Transvaal. While there are some who allege that, owing to its aristocraticz‘composi- tion, the chartered company of South Africa, of which Mr. Cecil Rhodes is the presiding deity, will never forfeit its chart-er inspite of the inconceivable act of aggression upon the Transvaal republic by its officers and adminis- trators, there are others of a. more cynical turn of mind and acquaian with the financial circumstances of the company, who claim that the forfeiture ofthc charter would be the happiest thing that could possibly happen to the company, and that Dr. Jameson's raid across the British border was undertaken wit-11 the express purpose of. bringing about that event. There is no doubt that the company for some time has been in a. very bad way finan- cially, that it finds itself unable to ful- fill its promises and pay to its stock- holders dividends On the sills-res which the present holders have purchased at enormous premiums from the noble founders of the enterprise. If the company were to go into liqui- dfition by ordinary bankruptcy, due to the failure to fulfill its undertak- ings, there would be a. terrible row in London, one-which might affect even he Stability of the throne, since it would be found that not only members of the aristocracy but even of the reign- ing house have realized vast sums of money by the sale of shares in the con- cern at huge premiums to the present unfortunate holders, most of whom will be ruined. The natural disposi- tion of people under such circum- stances is to allege fraud, and, unfortu- nately, there has been much' in connec~ tion with the enterprise that appears exceedingly fishy, to say the least. 3 ow, a. forfeiture of the charter would practically relieve the company of much of the odium with which it would other- wise be saddled in the event of failure, and the blame of the latter could be laid to a. great extent. upon the govern- ment, the directors of the. company claiming that they could easily have fulfilled all their engagement-s had not the British government stepped in and ruined the cOncern by repealing its charter. This is the only plausible excuse for the otherwise absolutely insane freak "of Dr. Jameson, one of the most clever, level-headed and brilliant of lieuten- ants of Mr. Cecil Rhodes—in one word, a‘ man possessing all the traditional shnewdness of thc Scotchman coupled with the spirit of adventure of the Englishman. He is just the kind of man ready to sacrifice himself to cover the retreat—the financial retreat—of his associates and friends. The founders of the company are, first and foremost, Cecil Rhodes, a member of the queen’s privy council and prime minister of Cape Colony, next in importance to his principal partner in the concern being the duke _ot Fife, son—in-law of the prince of \‘i’ales, and the one of all the members of the British nobility to whom the ' queen has shown the greatest degree of favor. Then there is the duke of Abercorn, chief of the prince of Walcs’ household, the leader Of the conserva- tive party in Ireland and brother of Judy Blanford, mother of the duke of Marlborough. A fourth is Earl Cray, son Of that Gen. Gray who was so many years private secretary to the queen and the prince consort and governor of the prince of Wales before the latter attained his majority. It will be seen from these names that the social and political importance of the leading spirits in the South Africa company are such that. neither Lord Salisbury nor Mr. Joseph Chamberlain,’ the secretary of state for the colonies, would dare to take upon themselves the responsibility of aniiulling the charter the two dukes, the earl and the privy councilor and colonial premier chiefly interested in the affair. Let it be added that there is hardly a member of the royal family, from the prince of Wales down to Prince Henry of Bat-tenberg, who has not made mone y out of the concern and held shares in it, and the same may be said of the principal members of the royal house- hold and society, the grand send—off which Cecil Rhodes’ company received being in a great measure due to the discrimination which he displayed in allotting founders’ shares only to those who, either through their social or Of- ficial influence, could promote the in— terests of the concern. Most of them, however, have'been clever enough to unload their holdings when the shares were at the highest notch—Chicago lecord. A Mr. Malanrop. A real Mr. Malaprop was discovered the other day in the person of a. Broad- way cable-car conductor. The car was on a downtown trip, and had but few passengers until it reached Fourteenth street. There half a dozen people, five women and one man, got aboard. Three 0f the women and the man found seats together, but the other two went. to an— other pa-rt Of the car, thereby leaving it doubtful as to whether they were members of the partypr not. The man with the three, instead of giving the ex- act change, offered a half-dollar in pay- ment of the fares, and the conductor was as much in the dark as ever. To in~ quire was plainly the only way to arrive at. the truth. With a polite wave of his hand toward the two women in the further corner, he asked blandly: “Are those ladies implicated ?”w—.N. Y. Trib- une. -—-TO dream about the gallows is the , luckiest dream a man can have; it fore- Ofi SIOWIX afterNan up the long, dusty ,1 bodes that he will become rich, arrive road that wearily lcd towards home.— at high honors and be happy. The Sketch. ,. THE'EVENING5GAZETTEO THE IVORY INDUSTRY. It Means Death to leventylFive Thousand Elephants Annually. . One-fifth of the world’s commerce in ivory comes to Great Britain, audit will astonish most people, says Answers, to learn that 15,000 eleph‘ants have to be killed every year to keep our markets supplied with the precious substance. Altogether, to keep the Whole world in ivory—apart from fossil tusks—75,000 elephants are slaughtered annually. Africa. is the great ivory country; and in the Congo basin, the best hunting ground, there are supposed to be about, 200,000 elephants, worth altogether about £500,000. The average weight of ivory obtained from a. single ,ele- phant is about 50 pounds. weighing about 100 pounds each have been procured, but this is very rare. The most expensive tusks are those used in the manufacture of billiard balls; they cost, as a. rule, £110 a 100- weight. . . Ivory dust and shavings are used by confectioners to stiffen the more ex- pensive kinds of jellies. The scrapings are often burnt and made into a. paint known as “ivory black,” worth about £20 a. ton. . _ ' The hardest of all ivory is that Ob- tained from the hippopotamus. It will emit sparks like a piece of flint when struck with steel, and is principally used in making artificial teeth. HE HAS HIS TROUBLES. Trials of a Messenger Boy for the Tele- graph Company. A telegrhaph messenger probably sees as much of the other side of human nature as a. doctor. One told an Atchi- son Globe writer recently thatawomau never opened a. telegram without turn- ing pale, and, when the message was not alarming, they looked disappointed. He delivered about two death mes- sages a. day,four birth m'essegeso great many business messages, and once in a great while a. love message that makes him tired to carry it. He carried one recently to a. young man in town that read: “How are you today darling?" The answer went promptly back by the boy and was to this effect: “I am better, love.” He once carried a. mes- sage of death to a. colored woman, and after reading it her emotion overcome her to such an extent that she caught the messenger in her arms and s’oundly boxed his ears. Another colored woman refused to open or sign for ,a. message, but walked the floor and beat her breast, and screamed, supposing it an- nounced a. death. When all the neigh— bors had come in, one more venture- some than the rest road the message. It was simplya notice that the woman’s sister would come up from Leaven- worth that evening to see her. A “CLEAN" SHAVE. Precautions Which Might Be Adopted for the Safety of Customers. Nothing is easier than for contagion to be conveyed from a. diseased to a healthy skin during the act of shav- ing, and many cases have now been re— corded, says the Medical Press, prov- ing that diseased processes have in this manner been propagated. Probably the readicst manner available to the barber for preventing such untoward occurrences would be by sterilizing his “instruments" by means of heat, either by steam or boiling water. Razors should be made so that their handles would not suffer from the exposure to high degrees of brunt, and the rule should beenforced that in no case should any of the “instruments” be used consecutive— ly without having first been submitted to the sterilizing process. Under this rule, then, each customer would be surccf having a. “clean” shave in more senses than one. Of course, also, on the principle of a. “fresh pot of tea for each customer,” a. freshly scolded-out lather pot. should be included with each. shave. Unless these or similar pre- cautions be caa'ried out in barbers’ shops, cases of the conveyance of in- fectious skin diseases from customer to customer cannot fail to occur. PHYLLOXERA DISAPPEARS; Nature Now Does What Men Have Long Tried in Vain to Do. Nature is doing for California vine- yardists what they long and fruitless] y tried to 'do for themselves. It is re- ported from. many localities that the phylloxera, the most serious pestthat- has ever attacked the vines, is dying out. The experts have tried every remedy to stay the progress of this pest, but without. avail, and six years. ago the vineyardists of the Sonoma and Napa. valleys plowed up‘ all their vines and replantcd the ground with resist~ ant stock. The experts believed that. all non-reSistont vines were doomed to destruction by the phylloxera. But reports have recently come to the state inspector of ordhard pests that's ma- terial falling off in the ravages of the pest has been noticed for some time. Vines once affected by it. are now at- most free. The inspector has begun a thorough investigation Of the pleas- ing phenomena. He thinks some nat- ' ural enemy of the 'pest has appeared ' or that some deadly disease has at- tacked the phylloxera and is extermin- ating it. Whatever is the cause. the re- sult will mean great gain for the vine- yardists. A Pertinent Answer. , An amusing correspondence recently took place between a Wisconsin farmer and a. local boiler firm. The farmer . wrote. as follows: “Dere Sires I have a 1,000 akers of trees that I want cut. Im pore but Im Willing to pay too hundred ,dolers fer an engin that will do my work,” and he went on to explain just what sort of an engine he wanted. The boiler firm saw that'the engine neces‘ sary to accomplish the devastation of his virginal forest would cost $3,000, and they informed him to this effect. A week passed and then the following pithy epi'stlé came from the Wisconsin woods: .‘ Dere Sires what "in all-git out wud I V: out of an cugin or boilers if 1. bed $3.000 ?" ‘ Tusks ' v cm ' nvnnar’sonrisuours roe HALE’S , I I LUNG ' . BALSAM. It Cnres When 11‘] Others Fail. _ 250. at 'Fl' ATKFPS or; on m Plittl- Orr, M E A T. Round, Sirloin and Por- terhouse Steaks, Sansge, Pot and Rib Roasts Reduced 20. a Pound. All First Quality Meat. ‘ : J. W. BOGARDUS, 6 warm-ear, NORWALK DRINK . HATHURN SPRING WATER FOR THE Stomach, Bo wels, Liver and _ Kidneys. FOR SALE BY Tire Holmes, Keolor Hottest to ion Attli WINTER SUlTli‘iGS.. Having procured .allarge line of handsome Fall and Winter suitings. I am ready to make them up in the latest styles. F . KOCOUR. ti ttonh Main St, South .Norwa’k. .v r . , REQATSl NEW LOT IN BLUE AND BLACK. - ‘ . 0 Tatlor-made latest-st. le.sati 830 '- 0 9$ I 09 war: ts and lileeve lidings. "DIAGOVAL wonsrrn SUITS. IN BLUE AND BLACK, . . “ ' Fine Custom Work. ‘ $8‘50 8' bul ' All great bargains. ‘ Call and examine. H. Goonwrrv, 170 \VASHINGTON STBFET BRIDGE. Horace E. Darin, sxosLsxci. Leggy -and_S_a1es Stable. anus-Que..." u’u-L so-“ Opposite Danbury and Nor-walk Railroad uepot Norwaik. Conn. Stylish Single or Double Team with or without drivers Safe horses for women ' sndchi’ldreu. . DOLE HORSES A SPéCiA‘: 7 v It Cures COUGHS' and worlds}, oouon REMEDY. _" l , 4
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