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THE POET’S VALENTINE.

THE POET WRITES.
‘ Ii. Y valentine should
' ' beagirl
. . '. Whose eyes are
:2 '- softly blue;
Her eyebrows should
‘ 4 . befaintlyarch-
* ed, ‘ '
Her hair an auburn

hue;
Her lips should be a
rosy red,
And curved like
Cupid‘s bow;
And she should have
that air of style
Which graces beau—
ty so.

Isheuld not care if

‘\ shecould cook;
.- In fact, I think I
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Prefer a girl who understands
The alphabet of food. '

She must be up or. art, of course'
Her taste must be’ exact;

And it is obvious that she

Must be a girl of tact.

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In languages some French will do.
But she must speak it well.

And “way above all other things,
She must know how to spell.

I It jars on me exceedingly
To hear a word of slang—

In this respect my valentine
Must save me from one pang.

A sens-e of humor she must have-—
"I‘would put me out of joint

If I should say a witty thing
And she not see the point.

So far as money goes my wants
Have always been quite plain—-

A hundred thousand, more or less-
I do not‘care for gain.

ENVOI.
And when the poet had allowed
IIis fancy thus to play
He sent the valentine to one
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A little pale faced, freckled miss,
Quite homely and too prim.
Not perfect. Yet he knew she was

The only girl for him.
Tou Masses.

\LIIR FO‘RTY-EIGHT.

A ST. VALENTINE DAY’S STORY BY EVELYN
MALCOLM.

lCopy right by American Press Association]
OON. It whis-
tled from factories
at the river’s edge,
if. clnnged from
church steeples,
and the little clock
on Jack Favier’s
mantel added its
twelve musical
strokes to the gen-
eral heralding of
midday. Jack laid
down his brush
and went to the
window ledge. He
was up among the
’ spires in his top
floor den, and far below him lay the city.
After all, poverty has its poetical side, and
an artistic workshop on a top floor has ml-
vantages that the comfortable bourgeois
only a yard above the street does not
dream of.

The windows of Jack’s little flat framed
a picture of which he never tired. The
house was on a corner—one of the slender,
telescopic sort, rented out in floors, which
start up at intervals in the New York
streets, almost as ambitions in design as
the tower of Babel. The street was so dis-
tant that his best friend or the man who
owed him that long outstanding bill might
go down that neiSy thoroughfare, and he
could not distinguish him by features,
walk or clothes.

There was a vista of acres of sky in
tones of brilliant blue, like an arched dome
of purest Innis-lazuli; of steeples and wav-
ing flags on the higher buildings; of chim-
neysand' roof tops lower down. The sun
shone wi'. h a brightness, almost electric
on the streets covered with fresh snow,
which was already , frozeuwhnrd. To his

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right. and seemingly quite near, although '

it wasn good half mile away, he saw ti-v

 

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I greenish black waters of the Hudson, and

3 so clear was the air that the snowy hills of
New Jersey dotted with fir trees, standing
like watchful sentinels against the sky,
seemed within easy walking distance.

So much for the view. Of Jack and his
life a few words will suffice. He was one
of the many young artists 'in New York
living in a Bohemian fashion. When. his
sketches and cartoons were in demand,
when a picture or two sold for a good sum
at the Water Color exhibition, Jack wore
trousers with immaculate creases down
their length. and dined frequently at Del-
monico’s. When he was “down on his
luck” he went abroad with don’t-care-ism
stamped 'upon his clothes, and patronized
cheap Italian table d’hotes, or with a
philosophical indifierence made his cup of
cocoa at home. He had a young, good
looking face of the English type, rough
broivn hair, blue eyes, a short, pointed
beard, and the whitest teeth, the brightest
smile in the world. He had pulled the
best oar at college, and one had only to
glance at his broad shoulders and muscu-
lar arms to know that he was an athlete
as well as an artist.

“I’ll go around to Mazzetti’s and have
some macaroni,” he thought as he closed
the window. “I’m not in vein today.
Russell won’t give me another book to
illustrate in a hurry. I’ll make a con-
founded botch of this job—I know I‘ will.”

He snatched a soft felt but from its peg,
dubbed a. brush at his coat and trousers.
and then, feeling that he had done all that
respectability demanded, swung himself
out of the room. But when he reached the
hall be paused. A voice floated up to him
—a soft, flawless voice that of late he had
found himself hoping for and stealthily
listening to round corners of balls and

through half opened doors.

“It’s No. 48,” he thought gladly, as he
went toward the stairs.

As he stood aside to let her paSs he lifted
his soft hat. and she responded by a short,
serious nod, passed on up and out of his
line of vision, but he. did not move until he
heard her door close after her on the hall
above. Then Jack sighed—for Jack had
taken to sigbing lately—and went down
the remainder of the stairs very slowly.

How pretty she was—how pretty and
howsad! She was like a flower growing
in the shadow. There was no sunlight in
her mystical gray eyes, no touch of glad
life on the porcelain paleness of her round
cheek. She had to work very hard, poor
little thing. From stray remarks he had
overheard he knew she was a stenographer
inalaw office down town. With all his

 

 

 

HE OPENED THE DOOR A LITTLE WAY.
artistic soul he hated law himself, and he
could fancy how oppressive the copying of
title deeds and abstracts must be to this
girl who was “weeping in the playtime of
the others.” He had heard, too, of the in-
valid mother she ran home to seein the
middle of the day, and it was to her that
she carried bunches of flowers in the sea-
son when roses sell for almost nothing on
Broadway.

There was a touch of some: hing very
like real despair at Jack’s heart as he hur-
ried along the streets crowde l with school
children on their way home to lunch. He

longed to know this girl. Alas! he had not
even the consolation of knowing her name.
She lived in flat No. 48, and he was forced
to think of -he'r by this number. Was

there no way he could hit upon to help
him? She was so reserved, so different
from other girls he had kann, it was use-
less to hope that neighborly feeling would
eventually bring them together. They had
been living in adjoining apartments for
six months without the fall of one pebble
from the barrier.tbat divided them, and
they might go on living so for six years
with the same result.

She sometimes talked to Miss Meringue. a
“literary worker” who live I on the floor be-
low, but it was only when this Ineldlesozne
lady waylaid her and forged her conversa-
tion upon her.

Jack, but not even with a distant hope of
knowing No. 4‘3 through her could Jack
tolerate the idea of making a friend of
Miss Meringue. She had a voice 'like a
steam“ whistle, a nose like a needle, wore
spectacles. curls and blue ribbons, all of
which Jack detested—besides, she had a
poodle. No, he must think of some other
way. -

The sunset that day filled his little ate~
lier with a bright bronz: light; like the
luster that comes from the sun shining
upon copper. Of course Jack W 3.11: to the
window to catch the l'l-if. of it He opened
it wide, not hcezling the nippin _: air, and
gazed at the west flushial like a sea of gold.
liow it fade-l! fad-cl into u:n:thyst and
then into purple. A; his eyes wandered
from the sky to the sur: -r. a little exclama-
tion broke. from him. :4 )‘ll’Jb-f) 1;: hid just.
crossed over. lligh u Ias be was he knew
who that “somebo Iy" was. II: went to
thedoor, which he opened a little way. Ilia
room was all in shad-ow, s ) he could stand
near it and see her pass by without being
seen himself. But the brisk pit-apart of
her little feet ceased on the floor below and
there was a murmuring of voices. Miss
Meringue had intercepted her again.

"l'only wan oil to show you some photo-
graphs of myself that c-vne home to-olay,"
she gurglcd in car Splitting tones. “'What
do you s: y of the pose? l thi iii it’s quite
Bernhardtesque, the lines of tune figure so
lithe, so untraznmelc l. S) unconven—
tienal.”

“Very original.” came softly t.) Jack’s
ears in No. 48’s adorable voice. “iIJw I
wish I had a picture of mother! I often
thinklwould not feel so awfully lonely
when she is taken from me if I had a good
photograph of her.”

“Yes, of course; But don’t worry—per-
haps she’ll be better when spring comes.
I’ll give you one of these with my auto-
graph on it when I run up tonight. .Oh,
by the way.” and Miss; Mering'. e’s voice
sunk to a penetrating whisper, “haven’t
you get acquainted with that artist yet?”

"No,” indiflerently.

“Vv'eii, n):~',,if I lived on the same floor
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,and near until he found it.

know him before this. He’s awfully hand-
some—a regular darling!” came in such
an ecstatic gush from 'Miss Meringue that
Jack swore under his breath. “Don’t you
think he’s too lovely for anything?”

N o. 48 gave a soft, scornful little laugh.

"He looks conceited. A picturesque dil-
ettante, that’s all. Good-by. I mustn’t
keep mother waiting.”

The “picturesque dilettante” closed the
door, lit his little lamp. and then, with an
expressionof utter misery on his face, sub-
sided into a chair. This busy little woman,
who worked through the long days, de-
spite the burden of her heart, despised him
as a trifler. She did not know how be
burned with ambition—how he struggled
toward the attainment of his ideal in art
through many a sleepless night. He must
know her! All sorts of impossible schemes
for gaining her friendship flew through his
brain. Useless. He gave his long legs a
shake and threw back his head, then as
suddenly brought it forward, and remain—
ed with his eyes fastened on an illuminat-
ed almanac beside the window. It was the
8th day of February. and on the line of
figures below the date he saw the 14th
marked by a Cupid with a poised bow.

“St. Valentine’s day! The good saint
Will surely be on my side. I’ll send her a
valentine, by Jove! But what? It must
be something she must guess comes from
me.” '

He sat for a few 'moments longer in
thought, then started up with a low,
jubilant whistle.

“Here goes,” he said decidedly,- as he
pulled his easel forward, displaced the
half finished figure of a grimy street ur-
chin and prepared a new canvas.

Any one entering II. few moments later
might have. thought Jack Favier had
taken leave of his senses. He turned his
light very low, mounted a stepladder and
noiselessly drew the nails from a. corner of
the piece of flowered Madras which cov-
ered the transom, and which overlooked
No. 48’s little sitting room. Naturally he

.felt some gentlemanly qualms at this sur-

reptitious invasion of another’s privacy.
But he wisely reflected that almost any-
thing is pardoned in a lover.

For twenty minutes he sat there taking
occasional peeps, his sketchbook on his
knee. his pencil moving slowly and accu-
rately.

The 14th of February came at last. snowy
and bright. At 5 o’clock in the afternoon,
after five days’ careful work, Jack’s coup
d’etat was completed. In the interval he
had learned from the postman --that his
neighbor’s name was Marian. Forrest, and
the “something” which he nailed in a
square wooden box he addressed to her. car-
ried it to a messenger office and then hur-
ried back again. He wanted Ne. 41: to re-
ceive it When she reached home that night.

 

“1’3: AFRAID I me.”
After the messenger boy had departed
with a shrilly whistling of Mr. McGinty’s
descent into the briny depths a period of

horrible waiting ensued. It seemed as if
she would never come. Jack did not dare
to peep at her that night. There was for
much at stakc. But ohlthe awful chills
and heart burnings that possessed him
when at last he heard her enter.
, He stood by the wind )'.V scarcely breath-
ing. The murmurof Voices reached him
very faintly from the next room.

Now they were speaking of it.

Crack! crack! went a little hammer
Now they were opening it. Oh, what did

they tliink of it, of him? Silence. Noth-
ing but silence. The walls did not give up
their secret. He could only wait, the most
intensely restless young man in New York.

It was time for dinner, and nothing had
happened. '

“Vtht did I expect anyway?” thought
Jack, getting into his overcoat with an ex—
pression of self disgust. “I’m a fool. I‘m
sorry I sent it."

A knock at his door. How silly of his
heart to go thumping again in that guilty
fashion. I: was probably only the boy
with the evvni ng papers.

Nevertheless, instead of his usual careless
”Come in,” he opened the door himself,
and saw—no, surely not No. 4-8, with that
rose color on her cheeks! Her face was
transfigu red, and in her hand..- she carried
his valentine, an oil painting showing the
head of a woman, the face wan and lumi-
nous, bcaring on it the grief and the grace
of a gentle life almost spent.

“I beg your pardon for coming," she
said, lifting her frank sweet eyes to his;
“but Miss Meringue says you must have
sent it. Did you?”

“I’m afraid I did,” said Jack with his
flushing smile. “You see—I—I wanted to
know you, and I heard you say you longed
to have a. picture of your mother; Can you
forgive the liberty?”

“0h, bowgood of you!” was all peer lit-
tle Marian could say, and two great tears
from her brimming heart rolled down her
cheeks. “But how——-how did you do it?
You never saw my mother.”

Jack pointed to the bit of fluttering Maul-
ras over the door, and his expression was
an eloquent plea for forgiveness.

“I pccped,” he said humbly.

Another St. Valentine’s Day. Jack has
painted the best picture of the season. lie
and Marian have left the flat for a brigh:
little house on a sunny side street.

There is no mother now, living through
long days of pain, but. her portraitin the
library seems to greet Marian with the
pale, well remembered smile each time slu-
enters the room.

Was it only accident that made Jack hit
upon a. house bearing No. 48 on its brass
plate? He. insists that fate led him to'it.
but Marian fancies the rogue sought for

A Barber's Opinion on the Mustache.

Frequent sharing of a sickly mustache
in order to coax it is, in my opinion,a waste
of time. J ust let it grow and trim it occa-
sionally. Give the smaller and finer hairs
a chance to attain some length, and the

.mustache will present a heavier appear-

ance than Can ever be attained byfrequent
shaving oft—Interview in St. Louis Globe-
Democrut. .

 

"FARM, FIELD, GARDEN.

SUBJECTS OF IMPORTANCE TO AMER-
ICAN AGRICULTURISTS.

Innovations 0.“ Old Time Methods or
Fattening Swine Preparatory to Con-
verting Them Into Pork and Bacon.
Feeding for Lean Meat.

About the close of the year many hogs
are killed, with perhaps a steer. to fill
the meat barrels for the next period;
hence it is not out of place to mention
some of the recent innovations on the

old time methods of fattening the ani- ‘

mals, and especially hogs, preparatory
to converting them into pork and bacon’.

As long as corn is grown in this coun-
try, with its large proportion of fodder
to add to its value, it will continue to
be used as the principal diet for fatten-
ing all classes of stock, and it is perhaps
as cheap as any other kind of feed, pro-
ducing pork of a firmer texture and of
better quality than many other foods
used for fattenin".

While, however, it is desirable to se—

cure as great weight as possible, and
have the pork of as fine quality as can
be secured, experiments made for the

purpose demonstrate that an exclusive

diet of corn is not the most economical
or the best, either to produce weight or
give qua ity.

It is cheaper to produce meat that con-
iains a large preportion of lean with. the
fat than to fatten I: hog to such a condi-
tion as to fit it only for the production
of lard, and it is a fact ‘that in feeding

for lean meat a greater weight of carcass .

is secured, and at no more expense than
in producing an excess of fat. This is
explained by. reason of the fact that
when an animal is given food containing
the elements of growth of bone and
muscle as well as of fat, the condition of
the animal is sustained in a manner to
permit .of more perfect digestion and as-
similatien, and a greater appropriation
for the support of ‘the system, of the
nutritious elements that are required,

and which are more evenly distributed.
through the body, instead of the semi-.

diseased condition produced when com
is given as an exclusive diet. Hence the
farmer who diminishes the ration of
corn, allowing but a portion only, sub-
stituting therefor bra-n, middlings, milk
and clover (out fine and scolded), will

have his hogs larger, heavier, healthier

and of better quality of flesh than from
corn.

While granting the advantages of a sys-
tematic method of feeding for the best
results in producing the heaviest and
best pork, the fact that prime lard brings
a price that makes it desirable en the

part of the farmer to have his hogs very _

fat is a serious obstacle in the way when
the value of lean meat is desired. But, ex-
plains The Philadelphia Record, author:
ity for the foregoing, the lean is simply
interspersed with the fat, and the greater
increase from the variety of food does
not diminish the supp‘y of lard. The
farmer will find that on those portions
ofthe carcass from which the lard is
procured but little difference will be

observed, and the hog will be much .

more valuable as a whole.

Rust in Wheat.

The following communication was sent
from Sydney to the bureau of agriculture
of that colony by a writer who said that
his practical experience of over ‘twenty
years in New South Wales had' proved
that rust in wheat can be prevented by
adhering to the following system: The
land must be well worked during the
hot summer months. After the crop has
been reaped the stubble must be burned
or quickly get rid of, and the ground at
once plowed and well worked up to sow-
ing time for the next crop. Plow deep,
pulverize well, consolidate by rolling,
sow ezxrly(fro::1 February to middle of
April). The seed must be steeped for
twelve hours in a strong . .lution of four—
fifths bluestone and one-fifth arsenic and
well dried with wood ashes before sow-
ing, and care taken that the seed is not
cracked 2 nd damaged by machine thrash-
ing. Sow lightly on rich, well worked
land. About half a bushel to the acre
of good sound seed is ample. He had
realized the best results off very rich
land by using only a peck to the acre.
If manure is required sheep manure is
the best; any other must be well rotted
and pulverized before using, if for pres-
ent crop. Avoid plowing in stubble or
any rubbish, unless the land is to be fal-
lowed fer a season. Keep all large stock
out of cultivated land, particularly cat-
tle. Avoid working land wet. By strictly
adhering to the foregoing simple rules
rust in wheat can be prevented.

How Many Pigs Can Be Kept to a Cow.

Numbered with the queries answered
at the Farmers“ institute at Canton was
the one, “How many pigs can be kept to
a cow?” Mr. T. D. Curtis, who an-
swered the question. said:

The old rule was one. It depends
somewhat on the cow. I say three, be-
cause no furmer can afiord to give a pig
nothii g but milk. The milk is worth
too much as an aid in the digestion of
solid foods and in making succulency,
which is an important part of a success-
ful system of feeding. So I say add
enough bran. middlings, linseed meal
and corn meal or other meal to the milk,
and keep three pigs to a. cow, and so
make valuable manure and more pork.

 

Experiments writ]: Grain.
The Minnesota Agricultural station re-
ports an interesting case of crossing corn
—namely. a yellow flint and a black

sweetA—that emphasizes the importance~

of pedigree in plants. Farmers are urged
to develop varieties of cornto suit their
own soil. locality and ' requirements.
Mun y experiments have been made upon
seeding with rusted, frosted and frozen
wheat. Frosted wheat, if well cleaned,
is safe to use for seed; Frosted grain
that is useless for milling is of no value

for seed. The more thoroughly wheat

is gleaned the better it- is for seed. Tests
should be made for. gluten and . percent:-
age of germination before sowing. Good
Sluten seems essential for a. good crop.

 

- _ mooring Backwar'a; ,
The Middletown correspondent of the
Courant sends the following clippings

from the Springfield Post of February ..

27, 1849: , .
The Sound' frozen over—As the
steamer Traveller was coming through

the sound last week from New York ,

she was hailed when of Eaton’s Neck
by a gentleman who was standing on
the ice alongside, and he asked for a
New York paper. It appeared that the
Norwich boat (on which he was a pas-
senger) was lying frozenvfln at a div-

tanee, and the. ennui. on board had. ,

tempted him to intercept the Traveller
for a paper. His, passage back. was
watched with considerable interest, as
the ice under him swayed fenrfully
from the movement of the steamer, but
he succeeded in reaching his ice-bound
craft. ‘

‘ Copper Mine in Connecticut—The
copper mines at Bristol are probably
the most profitable mines now worked
in the United States. Prof. Silliman
expresses the opinion that the veins ex-
tend from‘that point south to H-a'mden,
ground sufficient to give employment
to 30,000 miners.

Reciprocity—In the'House of Assem-
bly of Nova Scotia, on the 20th of Jan-
uary (1849), a Committee was appoint-
ed on motion of Attorney (-Jreneral

 

Unincke, to confer with the legisla-g
tures of the United States, Canada and :
New Brunswmk on the subject of re-

ciprocal free trade.
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List of Parents.

List of Patents issued from the U. S. Patent 5

Office. February 3d. 1891. for the State of
Connecticut. furnished us from the office of

'EARLE & Ssrnouu.,Solicitors of Patents, .868

Chapel Street, New Haven.

E. G. Allen. New Haven, sleeping c.;r.

N. E. Austin. Dnnbury. motor.

W. Cunnell, Hartford, apparatus for electric
branding. . .

J. Desmond, Bridgeport. assiguor to Hayden
8'. Derby Mfg. Co., steam injer ter.

0. (i. Hoerle. nssigner to Holmes. Booth &.
Haydcns, Waterbury. hanger or harp for sus-
pending lnmps. _

E. It. Ives and C. A. Hotchk155,flL‘rdgepert.
assignors to Ives, Blakeslee & Williams Co.,
registering toy money bank. .

A. M. Lane. Meriden. clock mechanism.

.l. H. Lee, nssignor to himself. B. W. _Maples
and C. L. Heins. Norwalk. soap lolder and
rubber. _ .

F. J. Lockwood. nssignor to F. S. Fan-child.
Bridgeport, holder for soup powder.

F. H. Richards. Hart-ford, nssignor to E. B.
Core, pneumatic motor: 2 patents.

W. W. Riley. Cornwalldife saying apparatus.

J. H. Thompson, Collinsville, nail making 1

machine. ' ‘
E. J. Toot, hew Haven, Dresser foot for sew-

ing machine. _

G. E. Tripp, Stenmgtpn, sulky.

G. W. Wright. assiguer to Sargent 8: Co.,
New Haven. plane; 2 patients.

—-—-~~—»-~<O>~ n1: —. - .

“I wonder what Dr. Smnh 1s looking
so glum about ?” _“Why, I can tell you,
he says his trade is almost ruined, that
he’ll hardly have a patient in the W111-
ter months after a. while, all on account
of Dr. Bull’s Cough Syrup.”

Don’t get discouraged because the
doctors say you‘cannot live. I was
troubled With dropsy and given up to
die. But after using Sulphur Bitters I
am well. It is the best medicine for
kidney diseases I ever saw.—[Mrs. J.
Brown, Bridgeport, Conn.

We think we can cure a bad case of
backacke quicker with one of Carter’s
Smart-weed and Belladonna Backache
Plasters than by any other application
and after the backache is cured you
can still wear the plaster without dis-
comf01t for two or three weeks or
longer, This combination of Smart-
weed and Belladonna is a great hit,
and it is hard to find any ache or pain
that will not yield to it.
Sold by druggists everywhere.

 

Do your lamp-chimneys
break? You get the wrong

sort. ,
The rightgone is called
“pearl-top” and is made

by ~Macbeth & Co., Pittsburgh.

w. n. MEEKER,
Plumbing, Steam and Gas lining,

SOUTH NOR‘VALK, CONN.

Sanitary Plimibing and Ventilation and Low
Pressure and Steam Heating, 3. Specialty.

PLUBIBERS’ SUPPLIES.
Pipe and Fitting for Steam and Gas.

AGENT for'fhe FLORIDA LOW-PRESSURE BOILER.

. . acilities for cutting and threading all kinds
50 f

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P E A I M 0 SS .
,Sbihle Bedding.) Sl-‘l per ton, Delivered

New Process Flour.

$6.50 per barn-l, delivered.

Hay, Straw,
Grain, Feed,

which must be sold. We cannot store
these goods.

Raymond Bros.

THE OLD ANDRELIABLE

DAILY FIEIlHT IINE.
Narwall flew York.

 

 

On and after Monday, Sept. 15th (until further-
notice) the Propellers

City of Nerwalk and Eagle

. Will make daily tri s, Sundays excepted. for
freight between New ork. Norwalk and South
Norwalk. W111 leave her 23._ foot of Beekmau
street. New York, every evemng, except Satur-
davs. at 5_ o’clock.

eturmn , beat leaves Norwalk at 5 p. m... ‘
and South - orwalk at 6:30 p. in.

Freight received from 7 a. m. to 5. m

Freight taken from and received for ail
points on. the Danbnry .0 Norwalk and Shepaug:
Railroads at greatly reduced prices.

Upon application to agents 'the City of Nor-
wal ' and Eagle Will be sent for special lots of‘
freight anywhere in New York or its vicinity.

0%" All persons are forbid trusting any of
the employees of the boats of this line on
account of the owners thereof.

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