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-i- s si' fit CHAPTliil m.— (Continued.) "No, not if you kin help it: but you "talks too much wid you mouf." Aunt Winney gave up further question with a chuckle, and said: "Honey, you is de chile o' you nininmy, shore.' 1 All this time the old black woman was ironing shirts and occasional^ •hanging- one on i\w. dry-horse near the open door; and whim she hung up the lust one she was startled to find her •old master standing in the door behind the shirts. If a woman as black as she "toitld turn pale. Aunt Winney would "have been white with fear. "Win. your boy has more sense than .you have; he don't talk. It's all right, Pomp; the paper don't amount to any-thing; but you needn't talk about it— oither of you, do you hear?" Both said "Yes, sail," in a tone which meant obedience, and the old man went out. He knew the negro character perfectly, and though he did not 'know'* just how-old Winney knew' about the paper, he was certain Pompey had not told, and that both with .a. wholesome dread of the raw-hide •Would now keep silent. • The next day old Tom made, a small rude envelope of a half she"t of paper, inclosed the memorandum found ill the carriage, -and privately handed it to Myra with these words: v "Let nobody know about this. Some day it. may .be worthy something'to yoii; and don't open it till 1 tell you," This Mrs. Blake promised to do, placing 1 the paper for the present in the j Ijosom of her dress for safe-keeping. 'And lor years that paper was not mentioned by the one or opened by the other. As Gray Sulphur Springs and its inhabitants now drop out of sight for several years, let us have a good look at Sam,Blake before leaving 1 - him. i In his youth Samuel Blake had been a, lad of much promise. He was genial and made friends wherever he went. As he reached manhood he developed into what his friends called "a model Kentuckian"—six feet high, well proportioned with fine brown hair, gray eyes, a. ruddy complexion, and altogether a fine-looking man; and. away from the idleness incident to the system of African slavery, would no doubt have made an industrious and useful man. Even as it was, he exhibited a talent for business which made him useful to his father in managing the considerable business connected with the dray Sulphur hotel. He was accustomed to act as host toward the visitors, for which office old Tom was hardly qualified. But under the influences which surrounded him lie had in later years become a gambler .and horse racer. This the old man had borne until it threatened ruin to his estate, when they quarreled and •the father cut him off from all inheritance. When his brother and nephew disappeared, however. Sam Blake conceived the scheme of marrying the widow, reformed his ways, and was now doing his-best to accomplish that object and to regain the good will of liis father. How he prospered iu the £rst is already known. But from sheer .necessity the old man had permitted Jhim more and more to manage all but tho financial affairs of the Springs; and .tvt the time of his visit to Cincinnati, isaip Blake was .apparently master of ceremonies at the Springs. And so he •continued throughout tho next ten years—still unsuccessful in his suit for Myra's hand, and still hopefully making love to his brother's widow. For years the father was urged to •destroy the will, but without result. The medal and chain was secured f or ''Little Joe" to hide in his shoe if at- .tacked by robbers, and they left for •Ohio. jbeen CHAPTER IV, AT TJJB MOUNB-BUlIjDKliS' FORT. "•U. O RTLY AFTER the visit 'Of Sam Blake (orBlakewell, as he had called himself,) at Cincinnati, Mr. Gus had himself legally appointed guardian of tho boy Joe, to enable him to havp proper control ovei the lad and his terests, whatever they might prove £p be, QW day Mr. Gust had been yig|te(| by Pr. Drake, a nptable wan of a»d requested tp prpceed tp a - pf HMfiwd/biiUdiBg," on a careful survey of that remarkable work. "Old Fort," as this vestige of a once wide-spread semi-civilized people who had inhabited nearlj 7 the whole of the great Mississippi valley was called was distant from Cincinnati about thirty-five miles. It was situated on the eastern bank of the Miami, a few miles to the eastward of the village of Lebanon. ..Mr. Gust hnd for some time been trying to train .Toe to "carry chain": and though he had ioarued the. boy to hold one pnd of the surveyor's chain aiul cry, "stick" when he had fixed a marking pin in the ground, he could not be taught to be sufliciently trustworthy for an accurate survey But that Old Fort was not to be an accurate, but only an approximate sur vey; and Mr. Gust resolved to take Joe along as his only chain-carrier, chiefly for the purpose of giving the lad the pleasure and experience which would follow. One morning' bright and early, therefore. Mr. - (hist and Little Joe •started for Lebanon in the Surveyor's light wag-on drawn by a trained team and equipped with surveying instruments, tent and camp supplies, and food for several days. , No present inhabitant of the Queen City, born in more redent times, can have any just conception of the scenes presented to the boy's wondering eyes in that day. Of course there were no railroads and "McAdam" then: and even in the dry season it was a two days' journey from Cincinnati to Lebanon—thirty miles. Shortly after leaving the city, the road lay in the near vicinity of the mill dam which had been so fatal to the boy's father, and so momentous to himself; and Mr. Gust passed the spot with some misgiving as to how the sight of it might affect Joe. But the boy did not observe it at all; he only observed the neighboring - hills, and attended to the. hoarse . notes of the jay in the heaVy forest, occasionally imitating- them to the best of his ability. It was spring; and though there had no rain for three weeks, the roads were, in places, very nearly impassable. Ten miles from the city the travelers found half a mile of roadway over which a dozen or more wagons, loaded with "country produce" were compelled to pass by'doublingteams." Vt the beginning' of the "oak flat'' where the mud began-to be nearly impassable, two or three teams would be litched to one wagon, drawn through ;he tough mud—"up to the hubs," as ;he drivers said—to where more solid roadway was found, and the teams ;hen led back for another wagon. Mr. Gust rested his horses by the roadside while the first half-dozen passed, .ind thus afforded Joe good opportunity to sec "the fun," as he expressed it. Slowly under whip and hallo the mud-be-spattered horses dragged their precious burdens of bacon,game, fowls, corn meal, butter, eggs, apple-butter, cheese, maple sugar, and the hundred varieties of food for the Cincinnati markets, which were then a very marvel of luxurious variety. The muddy" horses proved a special delight to Joe. Many of them were so bespattered with clay as to make it difficult to determine their original color. One laboring wain equipped with bells upon .the horses afforded Joe special delight. It was driven by a-Dunicer with long flowing beard, which he had not seen before; and as the heavy, well trained horses dragged their load and jingled their bells, he almost screamed with delight,' During the day farm after farm was passed, enclosed by wg/.ag fences of split rails and still cumbered with hundreds of "deadened" trees, which had been "girdled" instead of "cleared off," to save labor. Among those deadened trees men ami women, boys and girls, were at work planting corn; the elder ones covering the yellow grains with the hoe and the younger dropping them by hand into the fur rows. [No corn-planting machines in that day.] Farmers' log cabins stood by the wayside, with garden patch in front, well with bucket and hoisting "sweep" near the fenco for the joint accommodation of the family and of passing- travelers, and rude stables in the rear. And the tow-headed children about the door—why were those children nearly always tow-headed — weiv ise, bcvt* old Rfo you?" inqnifeti Wiles, with ft Sin lie srt kindly* that »lo<S became unusually communicative. Little .toe/' replied the boy. Well, I've seen little* boys than you. Joe," remarked Wiles with & :axlgh. "How old are you, Joe?" "Little Joe: June 20, 1813," replied the boy. He had no clear comprehension of the question, or of his own rft- ply, bitt he had often heard the inscription quoted from his inedal when others had asked Mrs. Gust how old he was; and he answered now by repeating the inscription from mere association of ideas, on if he really had no associated ideas, then from more habit. "What time did you start this morning?" continued Wiles. Joe had heard both ,foster parents say that the start must be niade by 0 o'clock; so he replied, by "association of ideas,"(to Use a popu^ lar phrase: though perhaps as ideas are not entities, they arc hardly capable of association), "Started at 0 o'clock." Then he Raid, musingly, "quarter to six," and turned his head to look for a. clock. "Quarter to six it is, by thunder!" exclaimed Wiles. "That beats old Watson, the clockmaker." The clock- peddler was abroad in those days and every house had one of Watson's timekeepers; and the 'eyes of Joe had no sooner verified his own time, by a clock in the corner than old Tommy did the same with special wonder. •'Gust, what's the matter with tho boy? Is this the cliap you fished out of the dam?'' inquired Wiles,'turning to the surveyor! "He's no idiot as I understood you to say last time you was here, two years ago." "Nothing, the matter with Joe." said the boy, with happy repetition of • familiar words. "No. Joe. there's nothing the matter with you," said Mr. Gust kindly.. Then he signaled to Wiles not to press the question. After an hour .toe began quietly counting -to himself while''Mr. 'Gustand his host wore conversing: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!" Then looking at the clock, he said, "Our. clock's tooslow." And while the host opened his jolly eyes in wonder and looked at the clock, his own timekeeper struck seven. "That beats old Father Time himself!" exclaimed Wiles, "for he can only keep time with his hour glass." And immediately Joe said: "Seven o'clock, Joe; time to get to bed"— looking inquiringly at the same time toward Mr. Gust, as , if wondering where he was to sleep. After his foster father had seen Joe in bed and asleep he returned for a talk with Capt. Wiles. And an hour later, when Mr. Gust followed Joe to rest, he sound him sitting bolt upright in the bed in total darkness, and repeating' in a mimicking way "VVhip-poo-we, whip- poo-we, whip-poo-we!"- Not fifty yards off in the bushes on a hill-side a whip- TABJ&NACLE PtffiOT, DR. f ALMAde S MATH MUST BE SAVEB. tt Cnfr>« to tr* on the tTiU t*n*e V* on the A*k at tlonAt Ucflttttbtton It We Ar6 Vlfellant at God's Ms ftis tti6 always pleased to give the wayfarer a drink of water from a convenient gourd. At nightfall Mr. Gust pulled up hih tired horses at the Half-way House, kept byCapt. Wiles. This "Uncle Tommy Wiles" was a curiosity in his way. Ho knew the surveyor, who had often stopped with him, and he gave him a cordial welcome. He was fat, rubicund, jolly and full of pleasant humor. He made friends with, the boy from the fi,rst by calling him Joe, not knowing lus real pame. And af t,er supper h,e taok special pains to, twqnse the, _"•__•"» _.._ wb.9 "JOE, 1IO\V OT,1> AUK YOU?" poor-will was uttering his cry, and Joe, who had not before heard one,was pretty accurately repeating the bird's cry, if not its name. Jt was not common for J oo to wake at unreasonable hours, except from unusual or unwonted sounds. AVhen Mr. Gust told him it was a bird made the sound, the boy laid his head down quietly and for some time repeated the night-bird's cry to himself before falling asleep. What is that psychological mystery or brain mechanism by which we estimate time? Time being in itself nothing but the succession of events, how do we estimate time in tho absence of events? These questions are easily asked; but Little .Joe scarcely reasoned at all, and was apparently devoid of self-eon- sciousncss; yet he and some other feeble-minded luivo done the same—kept time in a wonderful manner. Waking- early at the Half way house, Mr. Gust heard Joe, who lay beside him, say in an undertone: '-One, two, three, four, five! Time to get up, Joe." and a minute later tho clock stiucsk five, Then Joe said in u wh'sper: '/Clock's too slow." ' When Mr. Gust and Joe had dressed and gone outside they witnessed a seene which filled t-io lad with delight, Across the road 'opposite tho Half-way house was a wood, with a tiny brook meandering through it. In this wood were camped tome thirty vmaikat wagons" and their occupants. Around numerous flrss a few men and many wonien were cooking their abundant breakfast, while others were feeding the horses arid making ready for the «&^&&£ii^^ day's journey, The white wagon- covers of tow-iinm shoao in the morning light and the fitful blazes of many fires; the sturdy horses champed the golden corn, and tho lazy smoke rose slowly into the air among the trees; while Jittlo groups of men and women were at breakfast, chatting merrily as blackbirds- (TO J3K Professor—The' trouble with you, younf ladies, is not that you dp not think" e June 24. — For to-day, Rev. Dr. Tttlmnpe has chosen a subject of World-wide interest as the theme of his sermon through the press, viz. : the necessity of guarding the Christian Sabbath against inva* sions that aim at its destruction. The text selected was Ex. 31; 13, "Verily, My Sabbaths Ye Shall Keep." The wisdom of cessation from hard labor one day (Hit of seven is almost universally acknowledged. The World has found out that it can do less Work in seven days than in six, and that the fifty- 1 two days of the year devoted to rest are an addition rather than a subtraction. Bxperimen ts have been mad e in all departments. ' The great Lord Castlereagh thought he "could Work his brain three hundred and sixty-five days in the year, but after awhile broke down and committed suicide; and Wilberforce said of him. "Poor Castlereagh! Tnis is the result of the non-observance of the Sabbath!" A celebrated merchant declared: "I should have been a maniac long ago but for the Sabbath." Tho nerves, the brain, the muscles, tho bones, the entire physical, intellectual and moral nature cry out for the Sabbatic rest. What is true of man is, for the most part, true of the brute. Travelers have found out that they come to their places of destination sooner when they let their horses rest by the way on tho Sabbath. What is the matter with those forlorn creatures harnessed to some of the city cars? Why do thty stumble, and : stagger, > and fall? It is for the lack of the Sabbatid rest. In other days, when the herdsmen drove their sheep and cat'Ae from, the far west down to the seaboard, it was found out by experiment that these herdsmen and di-overs who halted over tho seventh day got down sooner to the seaboard than those who passed on without the observance of the holy Sabbath. The fishermen off tho coast of Newfoundland declare that those men during tho year catch the most fish who stop during the Lord's day. When I asked the Rocky Mountain locomotive engineer why he changed locomotives when it seemed to bo a straight route, he said: "We have to let the locomotive stop and cool off or the machinery would soon break down." Men who made large quantities of salt were told that if they allowed their .kettles • to cool over Sunday they would submit themselves to a great deal of damage. The experiment was made, some observing the Sabbath and some not observing the Sabbath. Those who allowed the fires go down and the kettles to cool once a week were compelled to spend only a lew pennies in the way of repairs; while in the case where no Sabbath was observed, many dollars were demanded for repairs. In. other words, intelligent man, dumb beast, and dead machinery cry out for the Lord's day. But while the ' attempt to kill the Sabbath by the stroke of axe and flail and yardstick has beautifully failed, it is proposed in our day to drown the Sabbath by flooding it with secular amusements.' They would bury it very decently under the wreath of the target conpany and to tho music of all brazen instruments. There are to-day, in the different cities, ten thousand hands and ten thousand pens busy in attempting to cut out the heart of our Christian Sabbath, and leave it a bleeding skeleton of what it once was. The effort is organized and tremendous, and unless tho friends of Christ and the lovers of good order shall rouse up right speedily, their sermons and protests will be uttered after the castle is taken. There are cities in the land where the Sabbath' has almost perished, and it is becoming a practical question whether we who received a pure Sabbath from the hands of our fathers shall have piety and pluck enough to give to our children the same blessed inheritance. The eternal God helping us, we will! I protest^ against this invasion of the holy Sabbath, in the ' first place, because it is a war on Divine enactment God says, in Isaiah: "If thou turn away thy foot from doing thy pleasure on my holy day, 'thou shalt walk upon the high places. " What did he mean by "doing thy pleasure?" He referred to secular and worldly ainusemepts. A man told me he was never so much frightened as in. the midst of an earthquake, when the beasts of the field bellowed in fear, and even the barnyard fowls screamed in terror. Well, it was when the earth was shaking and the sky was all full of fire that God made the announcement: ".Remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy." Go through the streets where the theaters are open on a Sabbath night; go up on the steps; enter the boxes of these places of entertainments, and tell me if that is keeping the Sabbath holy, "O," says some one, •'God won't be displeased with a grand Fttcred concert." A gentleman who was present at a "grand sacred concert',' one Subbath night in one of the theaters of our great cities, said that during the exercises there were comic and bentimenttU feon«s, intei^persed with course joket; and there were dances, and » farce, and tight rope, walking, and » trapeze performance. I suppose it was ft holy consecrated Mgj»t rppe. they wUa "grand ss wonder If the ttotd has S right te ftti»i the nations 'add hiake the enactthetit, "Remember the Sabbath day Is keep it holy," and if there is ftny appeal td a higher Court from that de- cisiofl, and if the men who are warring against the enactment Ate not guilty of high treason against the maker of heaven and earth, they have in our cities put God on trial. It has been the theaters, and the opera houses, plaintiffs, Vs. the Lord Almighty, defendant; the suit has been begun, and who shall come out ahead, you know. Whether itbe popular or unpopular, I n6w annbuneet it as nay Opinion that the people have no rights save those which the great Jehovah gives them, lie has never given the right tb man to break his holy Sab* bath, and as long as his throne stands, he never Will give that right. The prophet asks a question which I can easily answer, "Will a man >ob God?" Yes. They robbed him last Sunday night at the theaters and the o^era hotues, and I charge upon them tho infamous and high-handed larceny, I hold the same opinion as a sailor 1 have heard. of. The crew had been discharged from the vessel because they' would not work while they were in port on the Lord's day. The cap* tain went out to get sailors. He found one man and ho said to him, "Will you servo me on the Sn.bbath?" "No." "Why not?" "Well," replied the old sailor, "a mcSn who will rob God Almighty of his Sabbath Would rob me of my wages if he got a chance." Suppose you were poor, and you came to a dry eoods merchant and asked for some cloth for garments, and ho should say, "I'll give you six yards;" and while he was off from the counter binding up the six yarch? you should go behind the counter and steal one additional yard. That is what every man does when he breaks the Lord's-Sabbath. God give's us six days out of seven, reserving one for himself, and if you will not let him have it, it is mean beyond all computation. Again: I am opposed to this desecration of the Sabbath by secular entertainments because it is a war on the statutes of most of the states. The law in New York state says: "It shall not be lawful to cxhibit,on the first day of the week, commonly called Sunday, to the public, in any building, garden, grounds, courtroom or other room or place within the city and county of New York, any interlude, tragedy, comedy, opera, ballet, piay, farce, negro minstrelsy, negro or other dancing, or any other entertainment of the stage, or any part or parts therein, or any equestrian, circus, or dramatic performance, or any performance of jugglers,;acrobats rope-dancing." Was there ever a plainer enactmen than that? Who made the law? You who at the ballot boxes decidec who should go to Albany and sit. in the legislature. You who in any region exercise the right of suffrage. They made the law for you and for your families, and now 1 say that any man who attempts to over-ride that law insults you and me and every man who has the right of suffrage. Still further: I protest against the invasion of the Sabbath, because it is a foreign war. Now, if'you hear at this moment the booming of a gun in the harbor, or if a shell from some foreign frigate should drop into your street, would you keep your seats in church? You would want to face the foe and every gun that could be managed would be brought into use, and every ship that could be brought out of the navy yard would swing from her aachorage, and tho question would be decided. You do not want a foreign war, and yet 1 have to tell you that this invasion of God's holy day is a foreign war. As among our own native-born population there are two classes—the good and the bad; so it is with the people who come' from. other shores—there are the law-abiding and .the lawless. The former are welcome here. The more of them the better we like iU But let not the lawless come from other shores expecting to break down our Sabbath and institute in the place of it a foreign Sabbath. How do you feel, ye who have been brought up amid the hills of New England, about giving up the American Sabbath? Ye who spent your childhood under the shadow oJ the Adirondacks or the Catskills; ye who were born on the banks of the Savannah, or Ohio, or Oregon, how do you feel about giving up the American Sabbath? You say; "We shall not give it up. We mean to defend it as long as there is left any strength, in our arm, or blood in our heart! Do not bring your Spanish Sabbath here. Do not bring your Italian Sabbath here. Do not bring your French Sabbath here- Do not bring your foreign Sabbath here. It shall be for us and our children forever a pure, consecrated, Christian, American Sabbath." s . X will make a comparison between the American Sabbath, as some of you have known it, and the Parisian Sabbath. I speak from observation. . On a Sabbath morning I was arroused in Paris by a great sound in the street, I said: "What is this?" "0," they said, "this is Sunday." An unusual ret tie pf vehicles of all sorts. The voices seemed more boisterous than pn other daya. Pepple^ running to and fro, with ' baskets pr bundles, tP get tP the rail trains or gardens- It seemed as if all the vehicles in Vans, of whatever sort, ha.d turned put for' the holiday: • Thi ''•" Ml At etcs«-t<tte i fiien, fefrd fttttftgff of ffttift wretchedness-, fof take three or foul? hfct miserable "s&mi abet wafefcri ;« g ftdfaft,iii thfldfefai s, i*fltiibifa$v iil-l 1 ihifife it'Weffltt!> dttyS 18 of leetned more like an Atntiric*ftfi f July than a Christian Sabbal Now, iii contrast, 1 fttesefat the Sabbaths in 6tte erf Our t®st AffitH^j att ditiea-Mbty silenced feoaffig cT vith the day dawn. Business tfield^ more deliberately looking ifltd ,thft^ aces of thei? dhildren, attd talkitaf.ld! them about theif present and fwiu*i •welfare. Men sit longer at tnd tttbts > the morning', because th<s i are not td be, opened, -aHd' ,he metthtfiiicai toots are not to be^. taken ttp. A bytnu .s sung. The*?* ,'' are congratulations and gdod etoeVttU 1 .' through the house. The street silent until 10 o'clock, When thet-6 is a regtt* ar, orderly tramp churchward. House*'" of God, vocal with thanksgiving foS? f mercies received, for prayefa with coin* v ' 'brt, with charities for the poor. Rest for the body. Rest for the soul. The nerves quieted, the temples cooled, the mind cleared, the soul strengthened, and our entire population turned out on Monday morning ten years younger, . better prepared for the duties of this life, better prepared for the life that is to come. Which do you like best, the American Sabbath or the Parisian Sabbath? ? Do you know in what boat the Sabbath came across the seas and landed on our shores? It was in the "May- '' flower." Do you know in what boat ' the Sabbath will leave \ts, if it ever ? goes? It will be in tho ark that floats , over a deluge of national destruction. Bring your voices, your pens, your'- printing presses and your pulpits into f the Lord's artillery corps for the 5 defense of our'holy day. To-day,' ( iii * your families'and in your Sib;" 1 , bath schools, recite: "Remember the * Sabbath day to keep it holy." Decree , before high heaven that this war on your religious rights and the cradles < of your children shall bring ignominious defeat to the enemies of God and • the public weal. For those who die in the contest battling for the right' we shall chisel.the ephitaph: "These , are they who'came out of great tribulation, and' had their robes washed and made white in the blood of the lamb." But for that one who shall prove in this moral crisis recreant to God and the church there shall be no honorable epitaph. He shall not be worthy even of a burial place in all this free land; but the appropriate interment for such an one wculd be to carry out his remains and drop them into the sea,-where the lawless windu which keep no Sabbath may gallop over the grave of him who lived and died a traitor tp God, the church and. .the free institutions of America. Long live the Christian, Sabbath. Perish, forever all attempts to overthrow it. AN EGG STEALER. The Womol Is KuSlly Entitled to tho CliuiiipioaaUlp. Game eggs and small birds alike are ' the .objects of the foas, furred and. '• feathered, who come behind man. The feathered oneh naturally have the widest scope; for eggs, whether reposing on the ground or in a woll- built nest in a lofty tree, come equally within the range of sight and swoop. The furred ones have to content themselves with the ground epgs, which are, of course, the best; perhaps, therefore, they have tho best of tho deal, though not so much, variety. And among them we rank facile princeps the stealthy, sinuous, xibiquitous weasel. Stoat and polecat like eggs, but they are rarer and more sparsely distributed than the smaller but much more effective weasel. This wily creature is an egg-sucker of immense enthusiasm and perseverance. Winding t its way through the purple heather, or the scrub and bracken, toward tho nursery of the red or black grouse, creeping amid grass or clover, or scarcely rustling* along the leaf-carpeted ditch toward the simple nest of tho gallant hen partridge, a veritable amaaon in defense of her family, poking its head out of a disused drain in the farm, yard, reconnoitering tho hen houses, gliding through the long grass at fhei edpres of the rides, and amid tho liftxela and hollies of the copses after the pheasant's costly eggs, the weatei is equally indefatigable, It will bftjv quet on every egg it con find till .gorged like a trout on the niay'fly, and kill young birds till it desist** only from sheer weariness. Like its ; semi-tame relative, the ferret, it is i» ' bloodthirstiness and its concomitant* a four-footed Septembriseur. .FM$tSK«f and 'J'his is, what il comport.", oj lajka^uk JSlysees" one seqkiog people- Parrots chattering- Pe$Uers. hawking Unv'QUfe'h fchg , ^tres mob, of The New The new library of congress at Washington has two porches, which, are to be decorated' with figures pf> famous writers of the past, each, figure tP stwd between columns thai support the porches. On one side there are fpur, on another sld,* there are five openings to be degor* ated with likenesses. These nine, statues are as follows: Demosthenes, Pante, Franklin, Goetbe, Scott, Irving, J§mersQU, and thorns- The sculpturing will \> by Herbert Adams, .TpoatUftn B and F. WelUng'ton*Rvickstubl. "It takes a war, or ftt cnjt tlje day «19 patrietism oraau.lftr-.mftn-' vfO^'k fqv \tys> ga h^vtiiB'ti the le Ijfee 1W1

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