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A MARRIAGE AT SEA.
at-
W. CLARK RUSSELL.
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CHAPTER VIII.
A few minutes later I quitted the
cabin, leaving the captain and Mr. Hig-
gonson arguing upon the powers of a.
commander of a ship.
I found Grace seated at the table be-
tween Mrs. Barstow and Miss Moggaa
dore. Mrs. Barstow bestowed a smile
upon me, but Miss Moggadore’s thin lips
did not part, and there was something
very austere and acid in the gaze she
fastened upon my face.
I leaned over the back of my darling’s
chair and addressedsome commonplaces
to ' her and to the two ladies, intending
presently to withdraw her, that I might
have along talk, but after a minute or
two Mrs. Barstow rose and went to her
cabin, a hint that Miss Moggadore was
good enough to take. I seated myself in
that lady’s chair at Grace's side.
“Well, my pet, and what have they
been talking to you about?”
“ They have been urging me to marry
you to-morrow morning, Herbert,” she
answered, with a smile that was half a.
pout, and a blush that did not signify so
much embarrassment but that she could
look at me.
“ I am fresh from a long talk with the
captain,” said I, “ and he has been urg-
ing; me to do the same thing."
“ It is ridiculous,” said she, holding
clown her head. “ There is no clergy-
man in the ship.”
“But the captain of a vessel may act
as a clergyman, under the circum-
stances,” said I. w
“ I don’t believe it, Herbert."
“But see here, Grace,” said I, speak-
ing earnestly but softly, for there were
ears not far distant; “it is not likely
that we should regard the captain’s cel-
ebration of our marriage here as more
than something that will strengthen our
hands for the struggle with your aunt.
Until we have been joined by a clergy-
man in proper shipshape fashion, as
Captain Parsons himself might say, we
shall not be man and wife; but then, my
darling, consider this; first of all it is in
. the highest degree probable that a mar-
riage performed on board a ship by her
captain is legal; next, that your aunt
would suppose we regarded the union as
legal, when of course she would be forced
to conclude we regarded ourselves as
man and wife. Would she then dare
come between us?” .
She listened thoughtfully, but with an
air of childish simplicity that was inex-
pressibly touching to my love‘for her.
“ It would be merely a ceremony,”
said she, leaning her check in her hand,
“ to strengthen your appeal to Aunt
Amelia?”
“ Wholly, my darling."
"‘Well, dearest,” said she, gently, “if
you wish it ”
I could have taken her to my heart for
her ready compliance. I had expected a
resolved refusal, and had promised my-
self some hours both that evening and
next day of exhortation, cntreaty, repre-
. scntation.
However, though she had sweetly and
promptly Consented, a great deal re-
mained to talk about. I repeated all
that Captain Parsons and all that Mr.
Higginson had said, and when we had
exhausted the subject we naturally
spoke of our prospects of quitting the
Carthusian; and, one subject suggesting
another, we sat chatting till about nine
o’lock, at which hour the stewards
arrived with wine and grog and biscuits,
whereupon the passengers put away
their books and chess-boards and gath-
ered about the table, effectually ending
our tete-a-tcte. Then Mrs. Barstow
arrived, followed by Miss Moggadore. I
took the former lady aside, leaving
Grace in charge of the acidulatcd gentle-
Woman with the curls.
“Miss Bellassys tells me," said I,
“that you have warmly counselled her
to allow Captain Parsons to marry us.
You are very good. She has consented,
asking only that the ceremony shall be
privately performed in the captain’s
cabin.”
“She is very young,” replied Mrs.
Barstow,—“ too young, I fear, to realize
her pnsition. Under such conditions as
we find her in, we must all wish to see
her married. Were her mother living, I
am sure that would be her desire."
“Were her mother living,” said I,
“ there would have been no elopement.”
She inclined her head with a cordial
gesture. “Miss Bellassys,” said she
“has been very candid. As a mother
myself, I must blame her but as a
woman—” She shook her head, smil-
mg.
I had my pipe and a pouch of tobacco
in my pocket, and thought I would go on
deck for half an hour before retiring to
bed. As I passed the table on my way
to the companion-ladder, Mr. Higginson
rose from a book he had been reading,
and detained me by putting his hand
upon my arm.
“ I have been thinking over the matter
of marriages at sea, Mr. Barclay,” he
began, with a wary look round to make
sure that nobody was listening, and,
having turned the matter thoroughly
over, I don’t scruple to pronounce thata
marriage solemnized at sea by the mast-
er of a British merchantman is as legal
and valid,as though celebrated on shore
in the usual way.”
“I am delighted to hear you say so,"
said I.
“It is a most interesting point,” said
he. “ It ought certainly to be settied.”
I laughed out, and went on deck with
my spirits in a dance. To think of such
a marriage as we contemplated! and to
find it in all probability as binding as
the shore-going ceremony! Ifilled my
pipe, and stood musing a bit, thinking of
Caudel and the others of the little dandy,
of the yacht, of the gale we had outlived,
and of twenty other like matters, when
the voice of the captain broke upon my
revery. ‘ '
“ This will be you, Mr. Barclay?I begin
to know you now without candle-light,
by your height.”
“Yes, it is I, captain,—just stepped on
deck fora smoke and a breath of this
cool wind before turning in. Do you
know, when I view the great dark out-
line of your ship sweeping through this
tremendous space of darkness, and then
think of the crowds of eople asleep in
her heart, I can’t but be ieve the post of
‘ commander of a big merchantman, like
this vessel, foremost among the most
responsible under the sun?”
“Sir, you are right,” replied the little
man, in a voice that was almost oily
with gratification. “ Let us walk."
We started to measure the planks from
the wheel to half-way the length of the
poop. ' .
“ There is no'doubt.”said I, “ that you,
as master of this vessel, are, as you have
all along contended, empowered to
marry me to Miss Bellassys.” And then
Igave him the substance of what Mr.
Higginson hadtiaid to me below. ‘
was sure at Hi i son would see
it after thinking a. bits} Said he. “ Of
‘course I am empowered to marry on
board my shin any couple that.1mav
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apply to me.
Bellassys?”
“ I have.” .
“ And is she agreeable ?"
“ Perfectly agreeable.” _
“ Good i” said he, with‘ a chuckle.
“ Now, when shall it be?"
“ Oh, it is for you to say, captain.”
‘ ‘ Ten o’clock to-morrow morning do?"
“ Very well indeed,” I answered; “ but
it will be quite private, Captain Parsons:
it is Miss Bellassys’s wish."
Islept right through the night, and
when I awoke, the cabin was brilliant
with sunshine whitened to a'fine glory
yet bythe broad surface of milk-white
froth that was rushing past the ship.
The ship was heeling to it as a yacht
might; her yards were braced forward,
and the snow at her forefoot soared and
blew away in smoke to the sliding irre-
sistible thrust of her sharp metal stem.
I drew a deep breath, “ Ha i” thought
I, “ if it were always like this, now, and
New Zealand not so distant !” 4
I saw nothing of Grace till the cabin
breakfast was ready. Most of the first-
class passengers had by this time as—
sembled, some of those who had been
sea-sick yesterday issuing from their
cabins; and I noticed a general stare of
admiration as my darling stepped forth,
followed by Mrs. Barstow. I was in-
stantly at her side.
“ The ceremony is fixed for ten, I
think?” said Mrs. Barstow; and here
Miss Moggadore arrived, as one who had
a right to be of us, not to say with us.
“ I am of.opinion,” said she, “ that the
ceremony ought to be public.”
“ I’d rather not,” I answered.
fact, we both had rather not.”
“ But so many witnesses i” said Miss
Moggadore.
“ Shall you be present?” inquired Mrs.
Barstow. ,
“ I hope to receive an invitation,”
answered Miss Moggadore.
“ We shall count upon your being
present,” exclaimed Grace, sweetly; but
the smile with which she spoke quickly
faded; she looked grave and nervous,
and I found some. reproach in the eyes
she lifted to my face
“ It seems so unreal—almost impious,
Herbert, as though we were acting a
sham part in a. terribly solemn act," she
exclaimed, as we seated ourselves.
“There is no sham in it, my pet.
Yonder sits Mr. Higginson, a lawyer,
and that man has no doubt whatever that
when we are united by the captain we
shall be as much man and wife as any
clergyman could make us.”
“I consent, but only to please you,”
said she, with something of restlessness
in her manner; and I noticed that she
ate but little.
“ My darling, you know why I wish
this marriage performed,” I said, speak-
ing softly in her ear, for there were
many eyes upon us, and some ladies who
had not before put in an appearance
were seated almost opposite and con-
stantly directed their gaze at us, whilst
they would pass remarks in whispers
when they bent their heads over their
plates.
She sighed and appeared nervous and
depressed; but I was too eager to have
my way to choose to notice her manner.
It would be a. thing of the past in a very
little while; we might hope, at all
events, to be on our way home shortly,
and I easily foresaw I- should never for-
give myself after leaving the Carthusian
if I suffered Grace to influence me into
refusing the captain’s offer to marry us,
odd as the whole business was, and ir-
regular. as it might prove, too, for all I
could tell.
Have you spoken I30 .MJSS
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CHAPTER IX.
When breakfast was over. Mrs. Bar-
stow took Grace to her cabin, and there
they remained. Miss Moggadore stepped
up to me as I was about to go on deck,‘
and said,— '
“It is not yet too late, Mr. Barclay,
and I really think it ought to be apublic
ceremony.”
“ Sooner than that, I would decline it
altogether,” said I, in no humor at that
moment to be teased by the opinions of
an acidulated spinster.
“ I consider,” she said, “ that a wed-
ding can never take place in too public a
manner. It is proper that the whole
world should know that a couple are
truly man and wife.”
“The whole world,” said I, “in the
sense of this ship, must know it, as far
as I am concerned, without seeing it."
“ Well,” said she, with a simper which
her mere streak of lip was but little
fitted to contrive, “ I hope you will have
all happiness in your wedded lives.”
I bowed, without replying, and passed
up the steps, not choosing to linger
Longer in the face of the people who
hung about me with an air of careless-
ness, but with faces of curiosity.
Presently I looked at my watch; a.
quarter to ten.
The captain came on deck, turning his
head about in manifest search of me. He
gravely beckoned with an air of cere-
mony, and I went up to him.
“ The hour’s at hand,” said he. “ Who’s
to be present, d‘ye know? for if it’s to
be private, we don’t-Want a crowd."
“Mrs. Barstow and Miss Moggadore;
nobody else, I believe.”
“ Better have a couple of men as wit-
nesses. What d'ye say to Mr. Higgin-
son?”
“ Anybody you please, captain.”
“ And the second?” said he tilting his
hat and thinking. “ McCosh? Yes, I
don’t think we can do better than
McCosh. A thoughtful Scotchman, with
an excellent memory.” He pulled out
his watch. “ Five minutes to ten. Let
us go below.” And down we went.
The steward was despatched to bring
Mr. Higginson and the chief mate, Mr.
McCosh to the Captain’s cabin. The
saloon was empty; possibly out of con-
sideration to our feelings, the poop ‘e
had gone on deck or withdrawn to their
berths.-
“ Bless me! I had quite forgotten,”
cried Captain Parsons, as he entered his
cabin. “ Have you a wedding~ring, Mr.
Barclay?”
“ Oh, yes,” I answered, laughing, and
pulling out the purse in which I kept it.
“ Little use in sailing away with a young
lady, Captain Parsons, to get married,
unless you carry the ring with you.
“Glad you have it. We can’t be too
shipshape. But Iprcsume you know,”
said the little fellow, “ that any sort of a
ring would do,-—even a curtain-ring. No
occasion for the lady to wear what you
slip on, though I believe it’s expected
she should keep it upon her finger till
service is over. Let me see, now,—
there’s something else I wanted to say.
Oh, yes; who’s'to give the bride away?”
There was a knock at the door, and
Mr. Higginson, followed by Mr. McCosh,
entered.
“ Mr. Higginson,” immediately cried
the captain, “you will give the bride
away.”
_ The lawyer put his hand upon his
shirt-front and bowed.
, “ Ten minutes past ten ” cried the
Captain, whipping out. his watch. “ I
hope Miss Maggadojfis aint keeping the
ladies waiting while she powders her-
self or fits a new cap to her hair. ”
He opened the door to call the steward
H. .m hnnned back with a sudden convul-
~aid McCosh, chief officer.
Blve sea bow to make room [or the ladies
who were approaching.
My darling was very white and looked
at me piteously. She came to my side,
and slipped her hand into mine whisper-
ing under her breath. “Such "a silly,
senseless ceremony ! " I pressed her
fingers, and whispered back that the
ceremony Was not for us but for Aunt
Amelia. She were her hat and jacket,
and Mrs. Barstow was clad as for the
deck; but Miss Maggadore, on the other
hand, as though in justification of what
the captain had said about her, made
her appearance in a most extraordinary
cap I had never seem—an inflated ar-
rangement, as though she were fresh
from a breeze of wind that had held it .
bladder like. She had changed her gown
too, for a sort of Sunday dress of satin
or some such material. She courtesied
on entering, and took up her position
along side of McCosh, where she stood
viewing the company with an austere
gaze which so harmonized with the dry
literal, sober stare of the mate that I
had to turn my back upon her to save a
second explosion of laughter.
“ Are we all ready?” said the little
captain, in the voice of aman who might
hail his mate to tell him to prepare to
put the ship about, and McCosh mechan-
ically answered, —— '
“ Ay, ay, sir, all ready. ”
On this the captain went to the table,
where lay a big church service in large
type, and putting on his glasses, looked
at us over them as a hint for us to take
our places. He then began to read
so slowly that I forsaw, unless he skip-
ped many of the passages, we should be
detained half the morning in the cabin.
He read with an extraordinary enjoy-
ment of the sound of his own voice, and
constantly lifted his eyes, whilst he de-
livered the sentences as though he was
admonishing instead of marrying us.
Yet, spite of the several grotesque
conditions which entered into it, this
was a brief passage of experience that it
was by no means lackin in _ romantic
and poetic beauty. The
ing sunlit sea was in the atmosphere of
the cabin, and bulkhead and upper deck
seemed to race with the rippling
of the waves of light in them. Through
the open port came the seething and
pouring song of the ocean, -—the music
of smiting billows, the small harmonies
of foam-bells and seething eddies. There
was the presence of the ocean, too, the
sense of its infinity, and of the speeding
ship, a speck under the heavens, yet
fraught with the passions and feelings
of a multitude of souls bound to a new
world, fresh from a land which many of
them would never again behold.
The captain tooka very long time in
marrying us, Had this business pos-
sessed any sort of flavor of sentiment for
Grace, it must have vanished under the
slow, somewhat husky, self complacent,
deep sea delivery of old Parsons. I took
the liberty of pulling out my watch as a
hint but, he was enjoying himself too
much to be in a hurry. Nothing, I be-
lieve, could have so contributed to the
felicity of this man as the prospect of
uniting one or more couples every day.
On-several occasions his eyes appeared
to fix themselves upon Miss Moggadore,
to whom he would accentuate the words
he pronounced by several nods. The
marriage service, as we all know, is
short, yet Captain Parsons kept us an
hour in his cabin listening to it. Before
reciting “ All ye that are married, ” he
hemmed loudly, and appeared to address
himself exclusively to Miss Moggadore,
tojudge by the direction in which, he
continued to nod emphatically.
At last he closed his book, slowly
gazing at one of. the other of us over his
glasses, as if to witness the effect of his
reading in our faces. He then Opened
his official log book, and in a whisper as
though he were in church, called Mr.
Higginson and Mr. McCosh to the table
to witness his entry . Having written
it, he requested the two witnesses to
read it. Mr.McCosh pronounced it “ arl
reet, ” and Mr. Higginson nodded as
gravely as though he was about to read
a will.
“ The ladies must see this entry too,”
said Captain Parsons, still preserving
his Sabbatical tone. “Can‘t have too
many witnesses. Never can tell what
may happen.”
The ladies approached and peered, and
Miss Moggadore’s face took on an un-
usually hard and acid expression as she
pored fipon the captain’s handwriting.
“Pray read it out, Miss Moggadore,"
said I. ’
“ Ay, do," exclaimed the captain. .
In a thin, harsh voice, like the cheep
of a. sheave set revolving in a block,—
wonderfully in accord, by the way, with
the briny character of the ceremony,—
the lady read as follows :
“10.10 A. M.—Solemnized the nuptials
of Herbert Barclay, Esquire, gentleman,
and Grace Bellassys, spinster. Present,
Mrs. Barstow,l\1is3 Moggadore, James
Higginson, Esquire, solicitor, and Don-
This marriage
thus celebrated was conducted accord-
ing to the rites and ceremonies of the
Church of England.”
“ And now, Mr. Barclay.” said Captain
Parson, as Miss Moggadore concluded.
“ you’d like a certificate under my hand,
wouldn't you?”
“ Ve’re not strangers to Mr. and Mrs.
Barclay’s views,” said Mr. Higginson,
“ and I am certainly of opinion, captain,
that Mr. Barclay ought to have such a
certificate as you suggest, that on his
arrival at home he may send copies of
it to those whom it cbncerns.”
At the utterance of the words “Mr.
and Mrs. Barclay,” I laughed, whilst
Grace started, gave me an appealing
look, turned a deep red, and averted her
face. The captain produced a sheet of
paper, and after ld‘oking into a diction-
ary once,—“ Nothing like accuracy,"
said he, “in jobs of this sort,”——he
asked, “Will this do?” and thereupon
read as follows:
“SHIP ‘CARTHUSIAN,’ -
“ At Sea [such and such a date].
“I, Jonathan Parsons. master of the
above-named ship Carthusian of Lon-
don, towards New Zealand, do hereby
certify that I have this day united in
the holy bonds of wedlock the following
persons, to wit, Herbert Barclay, Es-
quire, and Grace Bellassys, spinster, in
the presence of the undersigned.”
“ Nothing could be better,” said I.
“ Now, gentlemen and ladies,” said the
captain, ‘f if you will please to sign your
names.”
This was done, and the document
handed to me. I pocketed it with a.
clear sense of its value,—as regards, I
mean, the effect I might hope it would
produce on Lad-y Amelia Roscoe. Cap-
tain Parsons and the others then shook
hands with us, the two ladies kissing
Grace, who, poor child. looked exceed-
ingly frightenen and Dale.
[ To be continued]
Temperance Convention.
.A convention of the W. C. T. *U. of
Fairfield county W111 be held in the
Park Street Congregational Church,
Bridgeport, May 12. The evening ses-
sion .will be addressed by local clergy-
men. Unions will make oral reports
on prison. and dad work, Sunday ob:
servancc,1uven eand evangelistic work
and narcotics. ,
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Brandy in Norway.
There is lamentation and woe
among the advocates of temperance
in Norway. The official report con-
cerning the consumption of alcohol in
Christiania during the last tweIVe
months in just out and shows that the
consumption of brandy in that town
has been larger during the first six
months of the present year than has
been the case for the same period for
many years past. In 1890 Christiania
had been drinking 179,975 litres of al-
coholic drinks by the end of June;
this year the figure has risen to 183,836
litres.
With regard to the whole country
the report is almost as bad, for it
shows that more “braendevin ” has
been consumed from January to July,
1891, than at any equal period during
the last decade. It is the severe win-
ter which has to answer for these
facts, or is it that the revival of inter-
est in their own poets has caused the
Scandinavians to act upon the advice
of so many of their skalds, ancient
and modern, whose drinking songs
belong to the gems of the poetry of
the North? Who knox's but that
good Bishop Franzin, with his in—
spired drinking songs, is really as
much at the bottom of ihe mischief as
the publicans and sinners themselves?
—-Pall Mall Gazette.
The Onllashibai, -
I visited an onnashlbai, in Kioto, a
theatre where all the performers
are women. There was nothing par-
ticular in the performance, but the
closing scene was rather amusing to
foreign eyes. A pair of guilty lovers
had been sentenced to death. The
executioner, apparently a coolie, sat
down and calmly sharpened an enor-
mous chopper,‘ while the unhappy
victims writhed on the ground. Fin-
ally, when the chopper was keen
enough, up jumped the avenger,
and, after much posturing to
represent triumph, gave the “man”
the fatal blow. Immediately from
the back of the stage. more rushed out
a boy with a black cap on his head,
the said black cap intirnazing that he
had nothing: to do with the action of
the police. This "super ” helda cloth
in front of the corpse, which scram-
bled oi‘f 'he stage, at the same time
passing a grisly wooden head to the
executioner, who bl‘andished it Hi-
umphantiy. The same SCene was
genetizrough wizn the lady, and, in
spite of the tragic nature of the scene,
to say nothing; o. its sound morality,
I must i-wn :o havi: laughed consum-
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Thu 'l'ypetvriter in the Schools.
A suggestion that the course of in-
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—-that the city of Lynn has already
introduced these studies. In the
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in those of Boston—there have been
classes in shorthand for a number of
years. Typewriting has been taught
in'these schools for one year, and in
the Lynn English high school fora
yet longer time. The results are
said to be very encouraging. There
would seem to be no reason why such
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everywhere—Boston Commonwealth.
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call and be convmced. 13164
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31 BELDEN AVENUE.
THE JULIUS HEHBMAN '00.,
BOTTLERS OF
All}, PUPIBI‘EMEWEEKBE BEEP .
AND THE
CELEBRATED JACOB HOFFMAN
MONOPLE LAGEB
ALSO AGENCY FOR ‘
BALLANTINE 86 SONS
ALES AND PORTERS,
FLASKS AND CORKS FOR SALE.
5 WATER STREET, NORWALK.
Orders Left at H. SCHENK,
-' 27 Railroad Place, South Norwaik.
283- 81110
H, E. BATES. F. S. BRIDGES
BATES & BRIDGES,
Succnssons T0
BRIDGES & BATES;
VETERINARY -I- SEE GE [ill
OFFICE at DANN‘s STABLE. RIVER STREET.
RESIDENCE, 7 ISAACS STREET.
Telephone. 56-3. 1y4
E. eusowsxi,
Merchant ~ Tailor.
I have just received the Finest and
and Largest Selection of
SPRING AND SUMMER SUITINGS,
TROUSERINGS AND VESTINGS,
Ever shown in ”Norwalk. which I will make
up in style and price to suit everybody.
a. eusowszr,
turn; Wall and Waln- Sls, llarwall
PNW. BATES,
Steam - Stone - Polishing
——AND_
ALL KINDS OF
Monumental: BlllllllllEWlI‘ll.
42 WATER STREET, NEBWALE.
Onprns PROMPTLY EXECUTED. 13,1230
PROF. J. H. HEYNEN ,1
Organist and Director of St. flIm'y’s
Church.
-—-TEACHER OF—
Piano," Organ, Harmony, Singing,
_ _ Violin and ’cello.
Piano Instructions
By the German liIethod.
Residence, :2 3 ,w E s T AV E N U113;
32 '
HENRY L. SPICE-E.
ARCHITECT.
Ten Years Practical Experience. Sa tisfactior.
Guaranteed.
0 WILTON AVENUE NORWALK.
29 ‘
23m
Wm. Sheldon,
Stone, Brick and Sewer Contractor, 4,
Curbing, Flagging and House Connections.
5f Lock Box 36, Norwall‘s.
Lace Curtains, Blankets
_ and Bedspreads
C l. BAN E D,
, Equal to New,
Open Air Bleaching,
HAND: WORK :' ONLY.
Prices Given an Application. .
Collections and. Deliveries
:E‘ R E: E!
Domestic Laundry to,
31 Cannon St. Norwalk.
/
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The Latest ‘ Styles. of
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\
Menu -'Ca1‘dS.
Dance Orders
Ball "Tickets, A
RECEPTION CARDS,-
WINE - LISTS, '
Show Hangers,
\Nedding
' Invitations.
Business Cards,
Visiting cards
flail Gazelle
n.
_ llflce.
Church and, I
\ Sociéty Work
A SPECALTY‘
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