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Show Somsttilnff to Be Be mem lie red. "Was there ever a time in your life, I Mr. Gartley," asked Miss Itley, "when i . all the world seemed a dreary ! waste to you; when your heart j ! was starving; all the sweet springs r of your life were turned to , bitterness, a ad death 6eemed the sweetest boon the pods could offer you?" "Indeed there was," sail Gartley, Gart-ley, earnestly; "I remember it well; I was only fifteen years old at the time, and was enduring-the miseries of my first seasickness just after I had smoked my first cigar, which happened to be a strong one. The combination was tremendous and nearly finished me." Boston Journal. |