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Show 1 TiTe Reign of Queen Isyl. 1 jf The Tule of Love Loquacious. y By Gi'leit Burgo.s tuid Will Irwin. I(OopyrlKt. by MeClurc, Phillips & tp t was near 11 o'clock when Tom Par-l Par-l rish ran down the city hall steps J and walked briakly toward tlje northern pari oC town. On First lrcet the city was BlUl b'aV. nml ' dodge the crowd he had to walk in the I roadway. Turn threaded the crowd, reached Second street, and kcdwJo-I kcdwJo-I ward the "-J&!r?toSL larger aiul more Plctc"ll,";Vns ln-i ln-i w ith well kept lawns and Bdena. in I to one o these he turned ""'"JJ the front tstcps, he rang the bell. A mnia j i answered him. ShWpl'h- wont out K "lie paid he'd be at tho Midway. B lie thanked her and .started on, a jog I trot for the street fair. When ho cached the Place booths were bee innlnj I to close, but there were slIU vlrttors e nough to warrant the more popular at-tmcUons at-tmcUons In keeping opeu for another hTomloo'kcd up and, down, right and t left, but caught no sight of a familiar 1 fact-. He tHer, started out to make a 9 comprehensive tour of ihtf fair- Some 2 shows he entered, looked Hastily about, 1 and left to scan the street again. Some 1 he investigated, through the open en- i trance, parleying the while with the I outraged ticket taker. Some he passed ffl by without a doubt. I lie waa standing on the platform of 1 the ralnce of Sweet, gazing down a 1 .side alley Which led to the rear of the I row of tents, when he aaw a couple pass 1 and disappear.' Tho man was tall and I blond, dressed i gray tweeds; the lady was heavily veiled. Tom whistled a 1 call. They reappeared for an instant. 1 He Jumped down to follbw them, and II fell almost Into the arms of the Brand I commander of the Knights of the Gold en Gate, who had also heeji watching what Tom had seen. Tom Parrish apologiztd and was ore down the alley in a hurry, when, glancing glanc-ing back, he saw that. the grand commander com-mander wu3 coming after him, lorn turned in exasperation; for it waa no I pan of his plan to have Norlne seen by this Inquisitive school master. So he I Sjarrc-d the road, saying: II "Hall, right worshipful, whence goest II The commander attempted to pass 1 him with dignity, but it was impossible- H 'I've had enough of your impertinence. II young man, and whpre I'm going Is II none of your business." he said, stidly. H The couple having now disappeared, H Tom'f one thought was to keep the II grand commander away from the pur- II suit, so ho passed over the remark and H a,''l hope you don't really bear me a I grudge for our little tourney this morn- H ing; If you do, you can hnve your ro ll venge by knowing that my machine was H shipwrecked and had to be towed hor.e. limping slightly in her off hind wheel." "Oh. I guess we're quits on thai, then. D for my buggy was smashed to pieces," I lie"lfyouC'vc nothing particular to do," H Tom suggested, "let's take in the show I together "Why. I think I've seen nearly everything every-thing worth seeing. Isn't it about time to go home?" said tho grajid commaii; der. "Go home! Nonsense. 'Ah, what hath night to do with sleep?' Never go home v. hen you can go to a better place! My pockets are reeking with gold which glitters. Come down Fakir row and pretend you believe all you're told, and I'll show you things as they were in the paleozoic age. Come and see Flubdub, Flub-dub, the human perodactyl, wallowing in slime! Come to the house of Abdo-mlda, Abdo-mlda, that hootchy-kootchy queen! W'hv, I'll bet that there 19 material for st-vJn thoroughbred nightmares , that vou haven't peeped at yet! Go home? Marry, no! Look at this abode of magic the Mystic Mirror Maze! Have you been In to see yourself rellected at fortv-sevon different angleo of incidence? inci-dence? Come In and get tangled up with your counterfeit presentments!" They stopped in front of a square shed where a large, dark man lolled at a ticket desk, viewing the few remaining sightseers with an impassive gray eye. "The Mirror Maze really. 1 haven't cared to investigate. Some ingenious adaptation of the common laws of optics, I supp'ose," said the schoolmaster, schoolmas-ter, wondering how In the world he could get rid of his garrulous companion. compan-ion. Then a thought struck him. Perhaps he might go In with the' lad, manage to lose him there, and come out alone that would enable him to hurry off in the direction Norlne had gone. "It must be a curious and Interesting nlace," he said, taking a' step toward the j'ioor. "Suppose we do look In for a llt-.le llt-.le while." So saying he led the way In and Tom 'ollowed with alacrity. Each of the r wo had the same Idea to give the slip o the other, then escape and look for Norine alone. But, while Tom expected .o avail himself pf nothing but his comr "non sehse and quickness of wit. the H-.kiUister's method was characterls-rlabornte. characterls-rlabornte. i as they entered he allowed i go ahead. The young" man i ward and was soon lost be-illlerlng be-illlerlng angle of the mirrored The schoolmaster drew a fiesta -. air. me from his pocket and, tear--i It to bits as he walked, threw the H . raps, one by one, behind him. Up one H passage and down the next he left his little white- trail, like Hop-o'-My-Thumb. At last he had gone as far as H he thought necessary, so he .stopped and listened. All was .still. He wondered nt not hearing either Tom's footsteps' or B his voice, but the matting might muflle H one and the many intervening walls the Hj other. Tom was undoubtedly, he H thought, wildly striving for the central H chamber. H The grand commander starred to re- H trace his steps to the entrance, and H thanks to his classic lore, succeeded. The H manager of the mctae was awaiting him- 1 with Impatience. "All out!" he sajd, "I'm going to turn on" the lights! Your H friend has gone', hasn't ho?" H For a second the- grand commander H hesitated, and then summoned the lie. H "Yes he left a few moments ago he H said he couldn't wait." He hastily made H his exit, and went directly for the alley H where he had seen Norlne disappear, H From here he saw a carriage waiting, 1 some "00 feet away, a tall blond man B standing beside It, speaking to the H driver. The grand commander recog- H nlzed'the gray tweed suit of Norlnc's H escort, and was about to approach him, H when the man jumped Into the carriage H and drove off at a smart trot. To follow H It was hopeless, and disappointed, he re- H turned to the maze, to discover what H had happened there. The manager was H at the ticket dealt, lingering about In H a way that made the discovery of the H schoolmaster's ruse probable at any H minute. Tho grand commander found a H balm lo his Injured feelings In a sudden hope that he might make Tom's detention deten-tion In the trap permanent, and bethought be-thought with relish of the lad walking up and down the cold glass passages till morn relieved his torment. Hoping to give his enemy such a night, he approached ap-proached i the manager with unctuous affability. v "Wouldn't you like to have a bite of something to cat?" suggested the commander com-mander to the manager. "I'd like to talk with you about your remarkable enterprise. I was much interested in Its construction. . I suppose it Is copied from some of the celebrated labyrinths of antiquity, or possibly the maze of i Hampton court, for Instance." I "Hampton nothing!" the manager replied. re-plied. "I hired this outfit ready made at Sacramento for the week. It aln's such amuch. I don't go mich on the maze business. It's too alow. 1 don't mind having a drink, If you say so, and a ham sandwich, maybe." "May I ask what your business or profession might be?" aBked the maze manager, awed by the talk. "You ain't I a preacher, are you?" "Oh, no." replied the grand commander. com-mander. "I am n scholar a pedagogue I am called professor, though I can hardly claim a university chair. I am n teacher of Latin in the Santa Clara high school." The manager became much Interested. "I tell vou what, an education, Is a great thing, I've always said. It puts Ideas Into a man's head, and Ideas are good In my business. I'm a commercial orator ora-tor myself." "I beg your pardon,. hut I don't quite follow you," said the Latin teacher, puzzled at the term. "A commercial orator what Is usually usu-ally colled In common a spieler a barkerand bar-kerand sometimes even fakir, though wo do no more taking than any merchant mer-chant does every day of his life. Commercial Com-mercial orator is the ofllclal and correct designation of my line or business. This here maze racket Is only on tho side for to catch the fiesta trade. 1 took It off a man's hands that oweu me something." some-thing." "Oh, I see. Yours Is a curious profession, pro-fession, Indeed. I havo heard' that you men become shrewd judges of human na-ture." "Human nature!" cried the commercial commer-cial orator, "why that's nothing but the A 13 C of the business. And the rest of the alphabet . Is talk, or conversation The use of a dignified and entertaining argument or lecture to convince them that they don't think for themselves, My business consists in being able to tell a man what he wants when he don't know himself. And what docs It? Talk, or conversation." "What do you sell?" the grand commander com-mander asked. By this time he felt quite? safe, for they were turning Into a refreshment booth, too far away for Tom's screams to carry. "My line Is the Chinese Herb and Boot Rheumatism Specific, a sure cure for coughs, colds, gout, neuralgja, lumbago and all affections of the nerves and internal in-ternal organs. I also carry the little French detective, which enables you to look over the top of a. transom or round a corner. But It don't matter what It is, I've tried about everything, and I can sell 'em all I believe I could pick up a cobble stone off the road and sell It to somebody, for It's our creed and theory that there's a sucker born every minute. min-ute. Talk is my real profertiion what I sell don't count much. But I do miss the advantages of an education!" "Certainly, knowledge is power," acknowledged ac-knowledged the schoolmaster as he ordered or-dered beer and a sandwich for the manager man-ager and ice cream soda for himself, "an education enlarges a man's conversational conversa-tional gifts greatly." "Conversation! Hell, no! There's nothing in it. It's a waste of good material. ma-terial. Why give away what you can sell? The best Job I ever done was to change a conversationalist into a straight talker." "Yes? And how was that, may I ask?" "Well, they's so confounded little talking talk-ing necessary to this maze graft, thai It may relieve my feelings and keep my hand In If I tell you about if. Here goes!" And he plunged Into the commercial com-mercial orator's story. "THE DEMONSTRATOR'S TtO-MANCE, TtO-MANCE, OR LOVE LOQUACIOUS." LOQUA-CIOUS." "When I first met Susan Handy, as' she was working in. a beauty contest at the Chicago World's fair, and I was selling the "little giant wart and mole eradica-tor" eradica-tor" just outside the gates of the Midway Mid-way Plalsaunce. They being short of good blondesAshe was doing the Albanian Alban-ian beauty from the Circassian moun-I moun-I tains, but later, when the Finnish para-I para-I gon ran away with the ticket taker, Sue had to change her ivig and flop the Job. I don't know Ju9t which of the two costumes cos-tumes it was that nailed my heart to her, but I hadn't seen her many times before I caught the Handy complaint, which happened to be about the only disease I haven't sold remedies for, that are guaranteed and testified to be efficacious effica-cious and reliable. But Is wasn't the togs, nor the hair, nor the fact that she was such a favorite favor-ite as to be able to guarantee at least forty voles a day In the contest It wasn't them that laid me out. There was another factor In her general get-up get-up that welded my heart to hers, the way you hypnotize a Rube from Milpi-tas Milpi-tas with a patent pain pill. It was the fact and circumstance that here was a woman, and a good-looker at that, who was perfectly happy to sit in a chair flftecoi hours a day without indulging In the art and science of talk. It was her superhuman power of holding her Jaw her resistance to the most harassing, harass-ing, of female complaints conversation. conversa-tion. You know what I think of language. As a general thing, and as a commercial commer-cial proposition, it's as much better than silence as night is more attractive than day. to most high-spirited folks. But talk Is one of them things, that can be overdone, and, handling It as I do, all day long, working it so as to pay oh an average of $1 a thousand words, I hate to see It wasted. I have use for every word 1 speak, and when It comes lo living In the same house with a woman who thinks that-guff Is nothing noth-ing but something that makes the pendulum pen-dulum of the clock go, why it just naturally nat-urally Jolts me. So, having found a woman that could bottle her Instincts to make heedless remarks, I was for marrying her. But before I had a chance or opportunity to even make her acquaintance outside of the show, the beauty contest busted, and while I was soiling the eradlcator Sue Handy vanished Into the great unknown, un-known, as Robert G. Ingersoll says. But I had bought a picture of the Finnish paragon, and many a time nights I'd stand it up on the restaurant table and think what a great and good thing It would be for me If I had a live one like that to do the loving and tender, ten-der, getting supper for me the way mother used to cook It, and nothing about how Mrs. Hlggly's chickens were all over the turnip patch, and how many men went by the, house that afternoon, the story of every new baby, and how did I like her go-to-meeting gown, and If not, why not? And sometimes W and Y. When the big fair closed I worked north doing the Indian doctor In spectacles spec-tacles and long hair, selling' the herbs of life, a sure cure for coughs, colds, catarrh and all affections of the throat and bronchial tubes. I done a great business and hired a colored Jubilee singer to do turns on the banjo. When I struck Minneapolis thero was a Seven Northerland Sisters Hair Remedy Rem-edy outfit In a show window, with a commercial orator on the outside, giving a good talk, as I soon acknowledged, though, as a rule, I'm hard to suit when It comes down to a high-toned and dignified dig-nified sidewalk lecture. I admit I got some points and, though I was of course UHLonlng more than seeing, It wasn't long before I became aware and conscious con-scious of the fact that the third North-erland North-erland sister, counting from the tall C11U, WUti 1 eilliAl rviiui.v milium in iui ui and figure to Sue Handy. They stood back to and of course hair ain't so much of a proof, but after a while the row turned round front to demonstrate the treatment, and It really was Susy, all right. And as usual she had her mouth shut, a circumstance or Incident that I didn't fail to notice and observe. After the cappers had started the selling sell-ing I hung around to see If Sue recognized recog-nized me. but she was mighty carc-ful not to show signs of life, and. I had to brace the orator for an introduction, but he was leary of me, partly from professional Jealousy I'm known as a household word all over that country and partly, Sue tells me, owing to the fact that wigs are hot and you can't get a demonstrator to keep them on when they're not working. So I waited for a better chance. Soon I heard the Northerland Sisters concern was going to Milwaukee and It was Just my luck that I had covered that section with the Herbs of Life. But I was determined lo follow the silent beauty and so I sold out my stock and bought up a lot of novelties, among which the best seller was a combination combina-tion Instrument that would do thirteen different things besides being an ornamental orna-mental pocketknlfe and. containing a 9mall microscopical view of Niagara Falls by moonlight. Happy Sam, the Plantation Banjo King, having been caught helping himself rather too freely free-ly to my small stock of snake medicine. I fired him and secured the services of ; a good, reliable glass-eater for a side attraction. Well, sir, we made a flying finish into Milwaukee, cleaning their pockets and leaving the dusty remains all along iho line. When I scrubbed up at the holm and asked a few questions about tne Northerlantl girls I found the concern had gone to pieces on the way. and where Sue was the Lord only knew. But I calculated that she'd be somewhere In town, and so I made a tour of the fllop windows?. You'd never guess her graft this tlme She was demonstrating mackintoshes. Understand now? Why, a guy had bought up a line of damaged rain coats from a lire sale In a Job lot, and he had hired a store and was taking advantage of the rainy weather to close them. out. He had the window rigged up with a tank bottom and It was my Susy's Job to yiand there all day, dressed In a rubber coat and hood complete, with only her eyes showing, show-ing, while water ran over her from the nozzle of a hose hitched to the celling. The thing looked fine, and she had a crowd In front of the window alt day long. Sho didn't move, only her eyes, which turned regularly every half minute min-ute like they were clock-work, and she. had the whole town guessing whether she was a real live woman or only an automaton. It wasn't comfortable an the Northerland work, and I .never saw Avhy she didn't catch hor death of cold, hut she did have on what was probably the only mackintosh In the lot that didn't leak. The fellow sold them like hot waflles. Sue stopped her eyes for half a second sec-ond When she' saw 'me, and I took that as an encouragement. But she kept her jaw shut, as usual, and I say? to myself she won't escape me this time. Nothing venture, nothing have; a coward cow-ard never made a fortune, as E, P. Roe says, and a faint heart never won a fair lady. So I decided to strike while the Iron was hot. I went In and found out that the proprietor pro-prietor was an old' friend, of 'mine Bledsoe, who used to handle a line of automatic Indelible pencils all 'through Ohio and I saya: "Hello, BUI, now's the time to get goods cheap, I s'pose, while they's going go-ing fast?" He grinned. "Want a rubber coat?" he sayt'. "T guess I can pick you out one In the back room' that ain't too full of holes, seeing you're one of the family" fam-ily" , "No coats for me," I says. "You aln t got but one thing in stock that suits me. but I've got to have that." "Name it," he says, "and I'll give you the trade discount." "The name's Handy now," I says. "But If I have my way It'll be changed In about two hours!" "Oh, you won't get her," Bill says. "She don't go much on men noways." I was macOkind of. I says. "Well, if she don't like traveling In my wagon better than spending her life under u leaky hosepipe, making a wax-worko dummy of herself for the yaps to stare at," I says, "then there ain't no virtue In my powers of persuasion. See here, Bill," I says-, "you know me by name and reputation. You know what I've done In the business. You know I can talk the money out of a yahoo's pocket or the whitewash off a bord fence equally as well. What In thunder did heaven give me the gift of gab for if I can't remove the object lonr from' the heart of a young and wishful female?" Well, he Introduced me that night, and I put up my talk without losing no time. ' "Look here, Miss Handy," I says, "Henry Clay has said that a man with-! with-! out an object is like a ship without a I rudder. 1 would not have permitted myself to come and gaze upon you on sundry and numerous occasions, nor would I be standing before you here and now If I had no object. My acquaintance with you Is yhort, but my powerw of observation are large, and I have decided and remarked In you a true and loving nature or character that fits like a dove-tall Into my own. I of-fcr of-fcr you an honest heart and a willing hand, and a bank account that never' falls, for itilles In a Jaw that has power pow-er to charm and beguile, also a life Interest In-terest In the Jack-of-all-trades pocket tool chest, combining In one and the same instrument thirteen distinct and separate useful and helpful tools for the workshop or household, not to speak of the view of Niagara Falls upon the Inside. In-side. For references apply to my friend ami contemporary. Bill Bledsoe. An early answer Is requested, as we move out of town tomorrow." She told me to call next day. I did so, and she took me. When It comes to an argument I always win. At 0 a. m. I got my answer and at 0:50 we were In the wagon moving toward Duluth, and the Justice of the Peace at Milwaukee Mil-waukee had $10 In his pocket and Bill Bledsoe a box of superior Key West cigars. , 0 Marriage was one blissful dream for about two hours. It took aboul thut long for the new to wear off of it for her, and tor her to realize that now she'd struck a Job that didn't require her to deprive herself of the pelnsure of speech. Then I discovered that I had married a conversationalist. Wasn't that a package to hand outxto a man for a wedding present? "It put Icicles In my boots for the whole honeymoon. I was married to the exact and particular brand of woman I had been avoiding for a lifetime. She lifted up her voice and I had to stand for it. What d'ye think of that? Along toward night T saw I'd liavc to do something about it, or go crazy. I sat down 'alongside of her and put my arm around hc-r in the way I had acquired a legal and proper right to do, and I voiced Bentiments that pained and wounded her. "For the land's sakes." she says. "Why. I only married you mostly to have somebody to talk to. I thought you had t to use your voice so much In the street daytimes, you'd be glad to llsen. I've been working for three years," she says, "on Jobs, where I wasn't allowed to say a word In business busi-ness hours, and you have no idea what a relief It Is to have somebody to talk to by daylight." And then she burst Into tears, which Is about the only form of argument I alnt able to meet. So I passed It up, and let her go, and bore It as well as I could. All the unspeakable thoughts and Ideas she had saved up and suppressed while she was working in tho beauty contest and demonstrating for the Northerland Sisters, and at the mackintosh mack-intosh eale, and for heaven knows how many yenrs before that, she begun to let them out. It was like the leaking of a big dam. First would come out a few words at a time, like drops, then sentences, then chapters, then regular novels, and finally whole public 11-hraries 11-hraries of talk. She didn't slop except for meals: I know she talks In her J sleep. She peemed determined to cover the whole range of subjects that man's experience and wisdom has discovered, and she done It in a way. that struck me, as being durn'fool. Otherwise I can venture to assert without fear of successful contradiction that our married life was what a noteil American poet has called "one long, sweet song." It was something like living to eat her cooking, and have your duds packed where you could find them when you moved, and Sue's looks were the kind that stand weur, tear and rust In any climate. But to have to come at night and find her all swelled up with talk like a pink balloon" got to be so trying 1 couldn't stand It. But she would have busted If she didn't let the conversation out of herself. She used lnngungo till 1 had to go to "bed and sleep It off. If she couldn't toll a story four or five different differ-ent ways she seemed to feel that It wasn't done justice to. It was the extravagance ex-travagance of It that hurt me. Why. that woman used as good hot talk on me as If she was selling Alaska diamonds dia-monds to a farmer! It Is a qurlous and Instructive scientific fact thnt one female fe-male mackerel or codfish lays upward of a million eggs a day. Sue was that way; for one Idea she'd produce about a million words. Gosh! It was awful. I reasoned with her all I could, but It was no use. Sho only cried. Then T got so sick of It I didn't answer her when she usked me questions, and let her run on alone. Than I used to stay away nights. It began to look considerable consid-erable like divorce. Finally, one day, Sue said she had a sore throat. Next morning she claimed It was worse. 1 wanted to call In a doctor, but she wouldn't have one. She grew hoarser and hoarser, until finally sho couldn't talk at all! Then I was scared. She was as dumb ns If she had been born without the power of speech. T thought It was a judgment on me for complaining. The first two or tlireo days it was a blessed relief to have her so shy of talk that they was plenty 'of room in the nlr for the atmosphero; but when I found she couldn't talk I was Just unreasonable enough to pine for hor voice. That's th6 fool way men are built. So T called in old Nat Hermlslone, who happened to be In town selling tho Marvelous Puritan Buchu Panacea and Liver Liberator, for beside being one of the profession and ns such to be en couraged, he was a regular doctor, graduatod from a Correspondence 1 School of Medicine In Iowa, and had effected some marvelous cures. He waa I a friend of mine, and It's safe to say j he didn't prescribe Bucfili Panacea. He j looked Sue over, tapped her lungs and said It waB a partial paralysis of the salivary glands and the mucous membrane, mem-brane, comblnod with an Inflammation of the epiglottis, or "words to that effect. ef-fect. He give mo a drug store prescription pre-scription In Latin and refused to charge. He said Suc'd come around all right If she got good nursing. Well, as I say, I didn't seem to experience expe-rience the sense and satisfaction of relief re-lief I would have expected had I known she was going to bo struck dumb. I worried a heap, and when I got home nights first thing I did was to go up I to hor and say, "Can't you Bpeakfl Susy?" und every time she just M her head and amlled, patlent-lrke!Sf llf I'd kiss her. (1 I Wm 1 tried Dr. Ranger's electric treatililVl on her neck, but It was no good -M began lo complain by signs of rial her throat. 1 was just fool enouiBi buy a mnglc talisman of a band arW T sles we met going through the tAttf and for a whllo I thought it 3m her some, but she got worse nealrS' 4nnuol went on so for four weeks until ftM&jki Fu I couldn't stand It, It nenVly brokWt,1 up In business, for I couldn't seeMr i1",1 keep my rnlnd In my tnlk while im?frlD on the street, thinking of Su iwT J nt home nol being able to tell me', oI fond she was of me and all the WFal 3 fcol things a man don't miss untfi 8M can't get them any more. I didn't WTrorK ' much ganollne on tho corner PL1 ot nights, but put right ba-.k homJrhDoW sundown and tended on Sue, telllnW-r onl funny stories and trying to bracAffiian ' her spirits. pt; G Well, one night I was pretty blue'Vtfit1 Sue was coughing hard, and I vrJttDV down by hor chair and put my a- '-Tv'1 mound her nnd says; BbV J' "Oh, Susy, If I could only hear?lJng . speak again I'd be happy nil lhev'iYnnl of my life." And I meant it. WUJ. Then all of a sudden Sue up and tMf h W as loud and natural as If hIio lial never had nothing tho matter wlUif,,ir 1 "Would you mind writing that dolfhc 1 James, o that I can keep U by mewif Y1 Then 1 see the game. You tnlk alfr ml' the power of the human will! TMf for of a woman hiding her tongur for lsta weekn on purpose to bring a man rof"? to his senses! I tell you, we don't s v I know about women yet. We'll iv. loam, neither. Women are certaS ih curious folks. We can't get alonf- byMCt them, and we can't get along wltlltl?f,i(. them! , i Of course I was mad, but I sawrjnn point, and I admitted my share olwt I blame, and It did me good. She nwVhp had to show me that nnner IM writ W you bet. But 1 didn't loso nnythlnjfc'11,," just took them conversational poEw of Sue's, nnd I educated them by 3Sfltlf' I ful training so they could be upodJe011 means of livelihood, lnntead of ntc005 making the clock go. for amusenrtj you might say. Susy's the best tenti&s3ia, commercial orator In the business U,el? day, bar none. Sho malces n house-ji , house canvass for the Boon to Woroi kind Neodle-threadlng Device anfl Marvel Exercises, while I handle t 1)0111 Chinese Specific In the street, We? W'P"1 the other outfits skinned a mile, i when we leave a town It meanx t tejl1 every stocking's emptied and tho; tblaB bank shook out, v iiM Say what d'ye think? I got a w i'nC der of a youngster. Do you know, t 8,1 kid could talk when he was five mori iP Jt o!'! j i Men |
