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THM BY INTERNATIONAL PRtBS LASf (v way then is clear, and I tell her t if she had not so 5hml ,d not have had the further. to And so by degrees 1 heart to her, and 1 show her the happiness of toy in Well, well, what, more can life." "1 will, then. Mr. Druce.'' "A better man than you any day.'* "That may be. But I know he's not the matt to make Mabel happy." "He'll make her both happy and rich," she retorts. "And you step in with your smooth tongue, and spoil her Intervicw "God forbid!" I say, with twinges of to my ineffable delight, Ma- compunction and rue and jealousy. th ! n font's me as her lover, telling me "I'll not stand In the way oE her happl- has loved me • from child, that, although slie has hood, and never thought of me in the relation of ed h, band, she is blessed and content. ,!. M, O tit-osnect of becoming a the prospect We vow to be ever faith- each other, and I break JsiTpencZeach taking half. _ , «i devote my life to you, my darling, • T aa v as I kiss her and hold her in jnyarms. "My heart beats forever, and only for you." ' M any minutes pass in Bitch-like .overs' talk. T. think that a mother. Sen she presses her first-born to her I ast, cannot experience a greater joy than ness. Call her in, and if she says now she prefers another I'll bid her goodbye, as is a man's duty." She darts from the room and brings in Mabel, and then there is a scene. The mother wants to have all the talk to herself, and I am too much cast down to stop her; but Mabel does. "Amos," she says, "is it true that you do not love me?" I know by that question that her mother has been working against me secretly. But out of regard for Mabel's peace of mind at home, I repress the hot words that are rushing to my tongue. I answer simply that I love her devotedly, and that I would pour out my heart's blood In her service. I make no reference to the wicked at6 speech, Judging fr6m his pteitioti; for as 1 appeared he laid his hafld in no light way upott her, and she was striving to wrest hef self from his grasp. To see was to act; my blood was boll- ing furiously. 1 selfced him by the heck and the next moment we were outside the house, whither I had dragged him, without any effort on my part, and without resistance on his. He was really as a feather in my hands. Being outside, with my hand still grasp- Ing him firmly, I twisted his face by force to mine, and looked into his eyes. "You miserable coward!" I said. "That is the way you treat defenseless women, is it?" And with my open hand I struck him on his smooth face; then flung him away. tte said nothing—hot a word. But the glance he gave me was like the sud^ den darting forth of a serpent's fang —without the active poison. "Put up your hands," I cried! "I'm | trious profession going to thrash you, or you me!" f6 LAWYfeftS etn the tfe*t: "fcrtns zfeaan tf»6 fca«" yet"—*H«» Chaptft* 8, Vet*« 13— -trials, Temptations and trtnflafrtiS «* the Profession. liti profession of the law is here introduced, and with* in two days in the capital city 303 young men joined it, and at this season in various parts of the land other hundreds are i taking their diplomas for an illus- and is it not appropriate that 1 address such young men fcme<§ a? tuift bf yet? client is fto-th* ing to ftm. feu are to sa-re 4 yoUf etteni regardless ttf tie toffnentj the suffering, the destfu6tion of others. IroU Are to khow tut one man la the world— your client, iron are to save him though you should bring your country into contusion. At all hazsards you must save your client." So says Lord Brougham, fiut fio right-minded law- ctsss than thd&e _ statute. Observance 8l the" UW pays not only spiritually afid ett but it ftays in hard dollar's, «>* wafts , bills. . .. j* it*" Another powerful tettptftlfott dftt? legal profession is to aHHtetal ttttffl- lus. No one except thds<3 who WJ* addressed audiences knows ro. vS could adopt that sentiment. On the nervous exhaus ion that • other estreme, Cicero will come to you comes afterward. The artd say- "toil must never plead the strong drink approaches Suse o y f a bad inW forgetful of the fesslon at that very *o n . tact that the greatest villain on earth trial is coming on JKJ . Then « . TnfougH tae i 11 ac tight to have 4 fair trial and that an ventilated court room, the a tfrney cannot be Judge and advocate health has been depressed b at the same time. It was grand when for weeks. Me wants to rflltt «w Lord Erskine sacrificed his attorney* ergy, He s tempted to tes ojt to generalship for the sake of defending flcial stimulus. It is either to get mm IhSnas Pdne in his publication of his se lt up, or let hltttself down, that thfc book called "The Rights of Man," temptation comes Upon »»»• , at the same time, he, the advo- flower of the Amer bar, 'illg IU LlllCVaiL JUU, Ul JUll u»o* *- ------ ----- - , , . ,, ^14»|. He put up his hands, and aimed a from a moral and religious standpoint feeble blow at me! I hit him once, and as upon them are now rolling the ie- ^ he fell to the ground, with the color of blood now on his frightened face. I had not struck lightly. sensibilities of that calng represent ed in the text by Zenas the lawyer. We all admire the heroic and rigor- .spoke. "Amos Beecroft," he said, "you shall live to learn that this is the worst day's work you havo ever done.' "Worst or best," I replied, "you have , animates me at this time •When I command a ship," I say, as walk arm-in-arm toward her house, tongue that has maligned me when my ••i will take care that my wife shall • • - •*• . t n . ...1 „.•» iinn 4-r» come come, out with me-if she cares to back was turned. Then Mabel tells her mother—before my face, bless her! she tells her—that there's no man in the world she loves like me, and that she has given her word, and means to abide by it. Her mother's face grows white and sly and she does not reply to Mabel's outburst. So, her She says that would be a true delight to her and says other sweet things ,vhSch,'as she speaks them, are to iny heart like the murmuring music ol birds We go toward her house with th "intention of acquainting her j breath not being employed to fan the "ther with what has occurred, and I fire, It cools down, and thatv storm is "'fancy I see her watching us at the window as we walk up the street; hut on our arrival she is not to be found It is settled between us that Mabel' shall break the news to her, and I walk home. "So, mother," I say, going to her in the kitchen, where she is making a pudding for dinner, "Mabel wouldn't marry a poor man for love! Of course not, when gold is flung before her eyes! Well, mother, how much gold have I to buy her w'ith?" I draw the old woman on my knee, wh°re if my voice has not already betrayed me-but I am sure it has-she can read the joyful tidings in my bright face and kindling eyes. "Mi mammy! You didn't know Ma- nn,«v no "ho rnBP °" s 81UB OI raui a IIULIUC, as ,,m.» ..n«?n in he ^andg coolly deliberate on the deck of again. Then he | ^ corn ^ ^^ ^ jack . tars o£ the Mediterranean are cowering in the cyclone; as when he stands undauntei amid the marbles of the palace, before thick-necked Nero, surrounded wltn . his twelve cruel lictors; as when we received a lesson I advise you never flud hlm earnlng hlg livelihood with to forget. Indeed, I think you are not hjs Qwn need i e> sew ing hair-cloth, and likely to, for 1 ain^ in hopes I have j p reach}n g tne gosp el in the interstices as when wo find him able to take tin thirty-nine lashes, every stroke of which fetched the blood, yet continuing In his missionary Work; las when we find him, regardless of the conse- marked you for life." His lip was cut, and the scar, judged, would not be soon effaced. "By what right," he asked, slowly, "do you stop between me and Mabel?" cate, abhorred Thomas Paine's irre* llglous sentiments. Between these two opposite theories of what is right, what i atn dying on a bor rowed bed, reputation and rUltted in esta in his last moments: "This U Bury shall the attorney do? God alone can with a borrowed direct him. To that chancery he must by public charity, .Bury »««» be appellant, and he will get an an* that tree in the middle of the field swer in an hour. Blessed is that at-' that I may not be crowded; I aiwa>* torney between whose office and the have been crowded. 1 throne of God there Is perpetual, rev- Another powerful tempta i°« J* erentlal, and prayerful communication, legal profession is to allow the That attorney will never make an U- lng duties of the profess Jon to reparable mistake. True to the habits m ,l. thoughts of the great future. Ttdu of your profession, you say: -Cite us Know very well that you who have S some authority on the subject." Well, often tried others, w 11 after a Whll I quote to you the decision of the su- b e put on trial yourselves. Deatn will preme court of heaven: "If any lack ser ve on you a writ of ejectment ., ano wisdom, let him ask of God, who glveth yo u will be put off these earthly prun- to all men liberally, and upbraldeth all the airs 0 not, and It shall be given him." There are two or -three forms , 8B8 , On that day, all the fairs your life will be presented In a bill ° particulars." No «rt'ornrt from "By the best of all rights. That | que nce to himself, Delivering a tern- young larly Is to be my wife." "You are a liar!" he cried, furiously. m ent Inebriate. But sometimes we ere ae - . temptation to which the legal proles- higher court, for -this Ms the hlgnes, -••-•-- — ' ai sloh" Is especially subject. The first of all is scepticism. Controversy is the , court The day when Lord Exeter wai tried for high treason; the day when "Ah, mammy bel. She is, as soul I said she was, the of" truth, and her heart is better than gold. She'll be a sailor's wife, as you were, mammy." Does my old mother's face reflect the joy that shines on mine, or is there a cloud of doubt on it? Doubt of what? As to whether I have done right? Away with it! I will have no doubts or shadows. There is no room for them in the sunshine of my life. "Why, mother!" I exclaim. "I cannot tell whether you are pleased or not at the news. "I hope you have acted wisely, my son," she replies, her lips trembling slightly. I snap my fingers at the word. Wisely! What lover ever thought of that when he was opening his heart to the girl of his choice? And, after all, is not love the best kind of wisdom? But I can scarcely understand my old mother speaking in this way, and it does not satisfy me. "You married for love, mother; why should not Mabel do the same? Come, come; it would hurt me much to think you begrudged me my happiness." "Oh, Amos," she cries. "With all my heart and soul I wish you to be happy." "Well, then," I reply, repeating words that have been used before, "there is no happiness without love, and Mabel and I love each other true, as you and my father did. Don't tell me you doubt Mabel any longer. You may have had reason for it before, because of peo- pie's foolish tongues; but, now that aslceu. she has proved herself better than gold you have no right to suspect her. She'll be a loving daughter to you, and you miiBt be to her as good a mother as you have been to me, There! there!" ! For the good old soul had suddenly thrown her arms around my neck, and begs my forgiveness if she has hurt we in any way. She believes, she says, that Mabel is exactly as I have painted her, and she sobs out blessings upon both of us, So the little cloud blows over, ; But shadows come from Mabel's pother, With a full-blooded face she says: "You can never mean it, Mr. Beecroft," "I can, and do," I-answer readily; "and so does Mabel." "Mabel is eighteen years of age," she says; "and you?" ' "And I—well, I am over forty." i hang my head ruefully- She peers at me with malicious ju- ciulsltiveness. "Have you told her that?" "No; it didn't come into my head to jflo so." "Of course it didn't. And that is the AVfiy you take advantage of a child— Von, a fulitgrown man, with a beard '" soon be white; knowing, too, that ) was as good as married to a man will be able to support her, and a lady of her." . "No map can do that; she is one already." *"Nwnk & t.06S of . * J T i— • , T- - i* -'I do, heartily, over. Well, I am a little disturbed at the difference in our ages, which I never thought of before Mabel's mother spoke of it. Truly, I am old enough to be her father, though as for my hair getting white, that's a fable—there isn't a gray hair in my head. Still, the twenty and odd years between me and her are like twenty and odd little imps mocking and pricking me. How I should like to poison some of them, and bury thorn out of all knowledge! Meeting Mr. Druce at this point of my nusings, he looks at me as though he vould be glad of the opportunity of dlling not only my twenty and odd years, but all my other years as well. ; am too happy to return his scowl, and he makes an angry motion and passes on. Mabel was standing at the door, catch a glimpse of the mild and genial trembling in every limb, and I went to side of Paul's nature. It seems that he her side and passed my arm around had a friend who was a barrister by profession. His name was Zenns, and he wanted to see him. Perhaps he had formed the acquaintance of this lawyer in the court-room. Perhaps, sometimes, when he wanted to ask some question in regard to Roman law, he went to this Zenas, the lawyer. At any rate, he had a warm attachment for the man, and he provides for his comfortable escort and entertainment CHAPTER VI. T wanted not a week to Christmas, and in another week from that time should be bidding my Mabel farewell It was my lot now to experience the pain that gives joy Hitherto I had lef for my duties will a light and willing spirit: now my heart was charged will sadness at the thought of leaving m darling girl. I cannot tell you how I loved her—I cannot tell you what she was to me. She was more than my life—she was my soul. In all the world there was hut one star for me—Mabel. Through the light of her love the fair earth became fairer, and the gloomiest day was filled with sunshine. It happened at this time that Mabel's- mother was summoned suddenly from her home. An only sister, who had lived a hundred miles away, was dying and called her to her bedside. The summons was so sudden that I did not aee her before she left. Going in the morning to Mabel's house, I found her alone, and she told me how her mother had been compelled to go almost at a moment's notice. Did she leave a message for me; I her waist. , He stood before us in silence for full ten seconds; then, with a wicked look, slunk away. "I'll not risk your being insulted again by that scoundrel,", I said to Mabel. "While your mother is absent ou must sleep at our house. It will )e safer for you." But her woman's sense saw in this roposal what had not occurred to me. 'I can't do that, Amos, until —un- il " "Until what, my darling?" Bright blushes drove the lilies from ler cheek. Then I guessed what was n her mind. 'Come with me," I said. "I have something to say to you before my mother." She locked the door and came with me. 'Mother," I said, "it isn't safe for Mabel to sleep in her own place alone; she has come to stop with me." My mother nodded. "I shall-sleep there instead of her," I continued, "and Mabel will take my room here for a day or two." "And then, Amos?" said my mother guessing that I hail something more to say. "And then, mother," I rejoined, "Mabel and 1 will get married. There Is no occasion for any one to know but ourselves. On the day before Christinas we will go to the registrar's, and this Christmas shall be the happiest we three have ever spent." I saw in Mabel's joyful, blushing face assent to my daring. It took my mother's breath away for a moment, however. (TO BB COXTtSUED. I A NEW GHOST STORY. as he writes to Titus: "Bring Zenas the lawyer." This man of my text belonged to a profession in which are many ardent supporters of Christ and the Gospel Among them, Blackstone, the great commentator on English law; and Wilberforce, the emancipator; and the late Benjamin F. Butler, attorney genera of New York; and the late Charle Chauncey, the leader of the Philadel phla bar; and Chief Justices Marshall, and Tenterden, and Campbell, and Sir Thomas More, who died for,the truth on the scaffold, saying to his aghast executioner: "Pluck up courage, man, and do your duty; my neck is very short; be careful, therefore, and do not strike awry." Among the mightiest pleas that ever have been made by tongue of barrister, have been pleas in behalf of the Bible and Christianity—as when Daniel Webster stood in the supreme court at Washington, pleading In the famous Girard will case, denouncing any attempt to educate the people without giving them at the same time'moral sentiment, as "low, ribald and vulgar deism and infidelity;" as when Samuel L. Southard, of New Jersey, the leader of the forum in his day, stood on the platform at Princeton College commencement, advocating the literary excellence of-the Scriptures; as when Edmund Burke, in the famous trial of Warren Hastings, not only in behalf of the English government, hut in be- lifetime business of that occupation. I tue house of commons mo y ed .. tor " Controversy may be Incidental or accl- impeachment of Lord Lovat, the aayi dental with us; but with you it Is per- wh «m CharleH I and Queen Oarollnj netttal. You get so used to pushing the W ere put upon trial; the day wnot sharp question "Why?" and making Robert Emmet was arraigned as an in- unaided reason superior to the emo- B « rg ont; the day when Blennerhawe. , tlons that the religion of Jesus Christ, W as brought into the court room o& which is a simple matter of faith, and cause he had tried to overthrow tni above human reason, although not con- united States government, and all tn< trary to H, has but little chance with ot her great trials of the world ar some of you. A brilliant orator wrote nothing compared with the great ma, a book, on the first page of which he in wh lch you and I shall appear Bum- announced this sentiment: "An hon- U10 ned before the Judge of quick ai est God is the noblest work of man!" aead . There will be no pleading thou Scepticism Is the mightiest temptation « the statute of limitations; no tuin- of the legal profession, and that man lng state's evidence," trying to get on who can stand in that profession, re- yourselves, while others suffer: nc sisting all solicitations to infidelity, -moving for a nonsuit." The case wus and can te aa brave as George Briggs come on inexorably, and we Bhalb, Mystery Has Ueeii C'lniired Spook. l.'p by the of Massachusetts, who stepped from the gubernatorial chair to the missionary convention, to plead the cause of a dying race; then on his way home from the convention, on a cold day, took off his warm cloak and threw it over the shoulders of a thinly clad missionary, saying: "Take that and wear it, it will do you more good than it will me;" or, like Judge John McLean, who can step from the supreme court room of the United States on to 'the anniversary platform of the American Sunday School Union, its most powerful orator—deserves congratulations and encomium. Oh, men of the legal profession, let me beg of you to quit asking questions in regard to religion, and begin believing. The mighty men of your profession, Story, and Kent, and Mans- fleld became Christians, not through their heads, but through their hearts. "Except ye become as a little child, ye shall In no wise enter the kingdom of God" If you do not become a Christian Oh, man of the legal profession until you can reason this whole thing out in regard to God and Christ and the immortality of the soul, you wil never become a Christian at all. Only believe. "Bring Zenas the lawyer." Another mighty temptation for- th legal profession Is Sabbath breaking The trial has been going on for ten o fifteen days. The evidence is all in It is Saturday night. The judge's gav- tried. You, my brother, who have ec often been advocate for others, will then need an advocate for yourself Have you selected him? The Lord chancellor of the universe. If an? man sin, we have an Advocate—Jeans Christ the righteous. It Is uncertain when your case will be called on. B« •o also ready." "No," replied Mabel. "She was so hurried and agitated " ...... She scarcely knew how to finish the sentence, so 1 placed my fingers on her llns to save her from awkwardness. She felt more deeply than I any lack of affection In her mother toward me suppose she wanted you to go with ft but I said I could not leave ,„«, specially as It wan uncertain whon we should return." * new instinctively that there must h ave been a scene between the oth Dublin society has lately been startled by a very astonishing story of the supernatural? but the mystery has been cleared up. Recently Dr. Wynne, the Protestant Episcopal bishop of Kll- laloe, and his wife died suddenly on the same day, says the New York Journal. On the afternoon of this day a lady walking In one of the suburbs of Dublin met a clergyman, whom she supposed to be the bishop, and inquired for Mrs. Wynne. "She," was the reply, "is dead, and," after a pause, "the bishop, too, is dead.' The lady was you u 1 daughter, but I was not the niano question Mabel concerning it. I «ould not inflict that pain upon my B»«. Now, how U came into my maul or it there, it is beyond me to quite overcome and on recovering herself found that the clergyman, whom she still believed to be the bishop, had vanished. She immediately went and explained the mysterious occurrence to a well-known Irish Protestant dignitary, who is a firm believer in supernatural appearances. He said there was no doubt that she had been accorded an interview with the spirit ot the departed bishop. The story was extensively circulated in Dublin society, and was told to a clergyman when visiting the family of a well-known -judge. "Why," said the astonished cleric, "I .am the bishop's ghost. A lady whom I did not know oame up to me and asked me how Mrs. Wynne was, I said she was dead and that the bishop was also dead, The lady naturally seemed greatly dis the more stronger my half of elevated morals, closed his speech in the midst of the,most august assemblage ever gathered in Westminster Hall, by saying: "I impeach Warren Hastings in the name of the house of commons, whose national character he has dishonored'; I impeach him in the name of the people of India, whose rights and liberties he has 'subverted; I impeach him in the name of human nature, which he has disgraced; in the name of both sexes, and of every rank, and of every station, and of every situation in the world, I impeach Warren Hastings," ' • • » No other profession more needs the grace of Gojj to deliver them, in their temptations, to comfort them in their trials, to sustain them in the discharge of their duty. While I would have you bring the merchant to Christ, and •while I would have you bring the farra» er to Christ, and while I would have you bring the mechanic to Christ, I address you now in the words of Paul to Titus: "Bring Zenais the lawyer," By so much as his duties are delicate, and great, by so. much does ha 1 need Christian stimulus and safeguard. We all become clients. I do not supose there is a man Wy years of age, who has been In active life, who has not been afflicted with a lawsuit. Tour name is assaulted, and you must have legal protection, Your boundary Jine is invaded, and the' courts must re? establish it. Vow patent Is infringed upon, and. you puist make the offend el falls on the desk, and he says: "Crier, adjourn the court until ten o'clock Monday morning." On Monday morning the counsellor is to sum up the case. Thousands of dollars, yea, the reputation and life of his client may depend upon the success of his nlea How will he spend the intervening Sunday? There is not one lawyer out of a hundred that can withstand the temptation .to break .the, .Lord's day under such circumstances. Anfoyet, if he does,-he hurts'hls-own soul, JVhat, my brother, you cannot do before twelve o'clock Saturday night, or after twelve o'clock Sxmday night, God does not want you to do at all. Besides that you want the twenty-four hours of Sabbath rest to give you that electrical and magnetic force which will be worth more to you before the jury than A THRILLING REMINISCENCE. , \. Forty-Jflnei'B.Tale of Escape from tho Apaches. From the Detroit Free Press: " 'Bout th' closest call I ever had,".said the long-legged man on a backless chair in front of the grocery, "wus when I wus emigrating to Californey in '49. There wus 'bout fifty of us started together, but didn't agree very well, so ten of. us sep'rated frum th' rest, an' run a exper- dltlon of our own. We got along all right till we got among them Apaches. They was soon hangin' on our trail an' one day they's'rounded us. They wus fifty to our one an' all we could look for'ard to wus to die flghtin'. They kep' a circlln' an' a clrclln' an' a gittin' nearer all th' time, an' us stan'ln with our backs together waitln' till we could shoot to kill. Jist when we wus ' a whlsperln' good-bye to each other them red devils took to their heelsi like th' United States army was arter them. It wus an airthquake done it, . an' we wasn't troubled no more." "Wus they a volcaney there?" asked the little man with high shoulders and. a weazened face. "Naw! What'er you talkin' 'bout 1 vol., caneys? I said airthquake." "I heerd you. But I went throughi that 'same deestrlck that year, TbeW Apaches got after us an' we hustled them up Into th 1 crater of a volcany so t as to stan' 'em off. We built a kin' of aJ platform inside an' they couldn't a tooki us in a thousand years if we'd hed 1 grub. One mornin' when we wus Jist about starved, that ole volcaney kit»| to life, cut loose like a dynermite ex-, plosion an' we wus blowed ninety mlles> to th' west afore we landed in a san'j ; tfk. « V «B ."30 ^'A rtl her mother's departure gave me the tressed and I passed on," There is a very striking likeness between the dead bishop and the clergyman for whom be was mistaken, f Qr that," she says, for the i it e cottaB BtolU. HU Prey. Near Susquehanna, Pa., lives a man who makes a good livjng capturing rattlesnakes. Last year he— his is wilU am Chandler— caught two dred rattlesnakes, They were taken alive and are kept in a big cage with a closely woven wire net eqver dler expect^ to jnaj-kft tfeenj I4£«w»i»f vnf--p ir - ' • jng manufacturer pay the penalty. Your treasures are taken, and the thief must be apprehended. You want to make your win, and you do not want to follow the example of those who, for the sake of saving $100 from an attorney, imperil ?250,000, and keep the generation following for twenty years quarreling about the estate, until it is all exhausted. You are struck at by an Vssassin, and you must Jnvpke for him the penitentiary, AH classes pf sons in course of time becpme tf • a.p4 therefore they are all all the elaboration of your case on the sacred day. My intimate and lamented friend, the late Judge Nellson, in his interesting reminiscences of ,Rufus Choate, says that during the last case that gentleman tried in New York, the court adjourned from Friday until Monday, on account of the illness of Mr. Choate; hut the chronicler says that on the intervening Sabath he saw Mr. Choate in the old "Brick Church," listening to the Rev. Dr, Gardiner Spring. I do not know whether, on the following day, Rufus Choate won his cause or lost it; but I do know that his' Sabbatic rest did not do him any barm. Every lawyer is entitled to o day's rest out of seven. If he surre ders that, he robs three— God, hi? own soul, and his client. Lord Castlereagh and Sir Thomas Romllly were the leaders of the bap in their day. They both died suicides, Wilberforce accounts for their aberration of intellect on the ground that they were unintermittent in their work, and they never rested on Sunday. "Poor fellow!" paid Wljber- force,,in regard to Castlereagh, "Popr fellow! it waa non-observance of the hill. Not a durn one of us had & scratch." The long-legged man reached ,for his weazel skin, took on a sickly grin and said; take?" "What'll you - fellers an4 tlio Stiotolmmu. Scotchmen do not like to he remind* ed of the saying that it requires a sur* glcal operation to make them see u joke, and, as a matte* of fact, they are &s susceptible to the influence of most good stories as anybody else, Dr, De» pew, however, seems hardly to believe 1 this, though he has many warm fr' among Scotchmen, including Ian S'abbath. ."* CWef Justice Hale says; properly keep the himself, Once at a Scotch dta- per the doctor sa.td that if the 3Qk.es. \ uttered by him that evening were »pV instantly appreciated they surely wQiilftA be by the time the next annual djnfte,rt was held, "I don't think that's a very funny, thing to say," was the growling pient of ft handsome pl<l $cpt near by. •Oh," said Depew, "that's all you'll see the tun of U ft year treasures }a heaven," woyaijty of the ClBtattW Integrity Their potsp» an* " their" fat commas ft g.e°4

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