The Man From Yonder
By HAROLD TITUS
Copyright lltt-1934, Harold Tltua. WNU Sarvloa.
CHAPTER XI?Continued
?15?
"When a man loves a girl, that girl
can't let herself love him, can she,
when she's under a cloud herself? She
can't bring a man's children Into the
world and have them whispered about
as the grandchildren of a murderer?"
"Dawn 1 Dawn, girl, don't think that!
Why, it's?"
'But It's so. Ablet I don't wn-want
to talk about It All I can do for Ben
now Is to let blm know how weak I
was to doubt him and to use any In
fluence I may have to protect him from
this terrible danger. I will do that;
I must do that because It Is duty. Bui
It must stop there. It can't go on. you
see. Not while I have nothing more
than Just my faith in my father's good
name."
Able, the wise man that he was, did
not force the argument. He brought
his team to a halt before the Hoot
Owl office, gnve the reins to Dawn and
stepped out.
Martin, the bookkeeper, was the only
occupant of the place.
"Where's Ben?" he asked.
The Bearded man looked over his
shoulder, recognized Able and then his
gaze went past the man to the waiting
cutter where Dawn sat
-HeB . . . It seemed as though
Martin's voice failed after that word.
He half started from his chair and the
pen, dropped from flexed fingers, rolled
across the ledger sheet. He made a
faint sound and in his eyes appeared
sn expression that startled Able.
"What's wrong, Martin?" he asked
In alarm, stepping quickly into the
room. "Sick ?"
"No ... all right, now," the other
said, as if with great effort "Ben? In
the mill, I think."
He picked up bis pen, then, and bent
over his work.
Able crossed the mill-yard looking for
Ben and as be went Martin rose cau
tiously from bis chair, moved quietly
to be In line with the window and
stared for a long Interval at the girl
huddled In the robes. His hands
worked and bis breath was uneven.
"Dawn Is here to see you," Able said
simply as he encountered Ben. "She
had me bring her out so she could talk
to you. She's waiting over by the
office."
Elliott stood hesitant for an Instant;
then turned and walked swiftly along
the pond. Able watched him go but
did not follow. What was to be said
by the girl was not for his ears, he
knew. i
Ben gave no sign of recognition as
he approached the cutter; made no
salutation as he came near the girl who
sat watching him so steadily. He only
spoke her name, when he was at her
side. She gave him a small, gloved
hand and smiled wanly.
"I have come to say many things.
Ben," she began in a strange, strained
voice. "To beg forgiveness, to beg
other things . . . perhaps to explain
a little.
"A week ago tonight,"?struggling,
now, to hold her voice steady?"I ran
out of the dance hall and on home,
thinking that that woman was honest
The time since then, until noon today,
has been a nightmare.
"Lydla came to my house at noon.
She explained everything. Aunt Km
brought her. Aunt Em went to her
house and convinced her that she had
done a terrible thing to you and that
an explanation to me was the only way
to right the wrong. Lydla told me
everything. ... It was Mr. Brandon
who thought out the plan and forced
her to do It under threats of some
sort. She didn't tell us what the
threats were but left our house for the
train and Is gone from Tincup for
ever. . . . And I've come to tell you
how miserable I feel to think that I
was weak enough to act as Mr. Bran
don seemed to be sure I would act. ..."
Relief was singing through Elliott;
relief and a great Joy, lifting him above
? xur nranaon.
"Oh, I'm gladT he said earnestly.
"I've . . . Why, It completely knocked
me off my pins I Dawn, Ifs been ter
rible for you but . . ? but this makes
me so happy!"
"I'm happy because you are happy."
the said, but something in her tone and
expression dampened his enthusiasm,
checked his soaring spirits. She was so
calm, so steady, so restrained; her mood
was not at all that of one who comes
joyously to wipe out heartbreaking mis
understanding. "And HI never forgive
myself for . . . for falling into the
trap that was set for me, Ben!"
"Why shouldn't you? Any girl would
have felt as you did. . . . But It's ex
plained, now. I^et's forget it and be
gin where we left off and find peace
and?"
The sharp shake of her head and the
Quick withdrawal of her hand cut him
off.
"There are sterner things to think
of? first; quite different things, Ben.
That Is why I came out here, to talk
to you about Bart Delaney. Able has
told me what happened yesterday.
Tou don't take it seriously enough.
Keep safe nntll you're certain that the
danger Is past."
"Hide and skulk while other men
Protect me? A man can't do that.
Dawn! m be on my guard, of course.
Bat I ean't run sway from anybody
who la trying to strike from behind.
What would these boys here on the Job
think of me If I did? This man De
laney may be a hobgoblin for the rest
of the country, but 1 can't let him be
for me. If I do the safe thing and
think of my own skin, some of our
workers will tumble to the fact that
I've no more courage than most of
them, less than plenty. I can't let
I hem down, you see, and still keep my
standing In their eyes.
"It Isn't worth It, Ben! It's my
Job, my property you're taking these
risks for. It isn't fair to me!"
"I can argue that. I'm not anxious
to be put out of the picture yet a while.
I'll keep my eyes open. I've already
made the move that should stop De
laney from trying me again. Able and
the others have gotten you all In a
flutter. Dawn. Don't worry. I'm com
ing to Tincup tonight and I'm going to
appear to be thinking about nothing
but the errands I have to do. Kvery
second, I'll be on the watch for a
crooked move from anybody. I prom
ise you that. And when I've shown
myself to people I'll come to see you
and talk you Into the same way of
looking at this situation."
"Don't." she begged.
"But I can't keep away from you,
now that this other mess has been
explained!"
She shook her head.
"I'm asking two things of you. The
first Is to stay here; the other is not
to come to see me. . . . Please!"
She put a hand on his with that
plea, and he frowned.
"I can understand your being a little
timid about baring me around town
but I can convince you that I'm right.
It's Brandon or me, now, you see. If
I run, he wins. . . . But this other:
Dawn, don't you want me to see you?"
The girl's lips worked.
"No," she said, ever so faintly.
"No. . . . Oh, please don't argue with
me, Ben 1 Please don't come to see me.
You don't understand. You may never
understand. . . . But I'm begging you
from the bottom of my heart not to
come and see me again!"
"No, I don't understand. It's . . .
Why, It's ..." Qe laughed aloud at
his own bewilderment and Able, In the
near distance, mistook that laugh born
of distress for one of relief and came
toward them.
"Well, have you two got matters
cleared up?" he asked.
Dawn nodded silently.
"Some things are cleared up," Elliott
said. "But there are others. , . . r
Dawn, won't yon explain?"
The girl turned her face to Able.
"I'm ready to go home now," she t
said weakly. (
CHAPTER XII I
_ t
Teams drove from the Hoot Owl I
toward town through the falling snow 8
that evening. First went Ben Elliott 8
alone and sending his drivers at > '
spanking trot wondering and at odds
with nimself. 1
Why was Dawn so obdurate >n this
matter of having him see her? Why
that odd repression, as though she 8
stniecled to keep from saying the 1
things that were bursting her heart? 1
His Inability to answer those ques- 1
ttons drove him Into a dogged mood. '
He felt like blaming Brandon for this, '
as well as other troubles. 1
A half hour behind him came a team '
from camp, driven by Bird-Eye Blaine. 5
A figure ahead stepped out of the ruts '
and awaited his approach. '
"Town?" the man cried. 1
"Tup. . . . Hello, Martin! Whoa... ."
Blaine lifted the heavy robes for the
bookkeeper and then clucked bis team
on. , I
"Mlsther Elliott gone In?" he asked. '
"He has, eh? . . . 'Nd Mlsther Bed I
Bart Delaney still persecutln' th' coun
try with bis preslnce, loikely. Ah. th' I
b'y, th' b'y I" <
Martin proved to be uncommunlca- I
tlve. however, and they drove much of I
the way In silence. ?
Ben turned his team Into an alley, I
hitched and blanketed them, atvJ then
made his way between buildings to the I
town's principal thoroughfare which I
was lighted by glaring store fronts. Be t
purchased some articles In a clothing .
store and did not see Dawn McManns I
enter, observe blm. and then withdraw.
When be went out again be did not
lotlce that the girl followed him, wait
ed outside while he bargained for a
nonth's supply for camp in a butcher
(hop, and trailed along behind when he
jmerged.
From place to place he went, Dawn
)ehlnd him In the flying snow and when
she had been following so for half an
lour, her eyes alert for others who
night be watching Elliott, another fell
nto the train ahead of her. She saw
this man step from a store entrance
ind follow Ben. She hastened to be
:lose and not until she was abreast
if him did she recognize John Martin,
whom she had seen but once before.
He did not turn his head and she
Jropped back. She had no doubts of
lis loyalty from what Ben had told
tier of his bookkeeper.
When Elliott went Into the drug
store she stood out of the light from
the building and noted that also Mar
tin loitered near. When Ben reap
peared, Martin followed. . . .
For the better part of an hour this
Jouble stalking continued while the
snow fell thicker and then Elliott
turned into a side street and made the
next turn into the alley where he had
left his team.
Two tigures followed him. hastening
a bit as he disappeared into the gloom.
wu tvuvnvu ucu, no i/anu iiaitcu
both.
And then, as Elliott drew close and
spoke gruffly to his horses, another
shadowy figure appeared: It was only a
blur In the shadows, crouched and
stealthy. The figure swept forward;
an arm drew back and upward; It
struck and with a muffled grunt Ben
Elliott turned, falling sideways and
backward under the Impact of a blow.
Another voice lifted then In a sharp
cry as John Martin ran forward and the
Indistinct figure which was poised over
Elliott, about to strike again, turned,
hesitated, whirled and fled.
"What Is It, son?" Martin cried as
he dropped to his knees beside Ben.
Before a reply could corme Dawn was
there, moaning bis name over and
over.
"Knife!" Ben gasped. "In the neck
. . . here . .
John Martin unbuttoned Elliott's
thick jacket, ripped open the shirt and
his lingers encountered a warm, sticky
gush as he thrust them across the back.
"Knifed you! . . . Ah, sonl"
Dawn peered close Into the bearded
man's face as though fearful of what
he might say next
"We've got to get him somewhere
Ight away," Martin muttered. "Got to.
. . It's bad."
"My house Is Just around the cor
ler!" she cried. "Bring him there. .. .
)h, hurry I"
Together they lifted Ben to his feet
318 teeth ground shut to keep back the
uoans. He was sick and weak with
>ain. He could feel blood smearing
tver his side and back. He sagged
igainst Martin as the man supported
lim.
"Tough, Dawn ... to get you
nixed up . . . in a mess. . .*
"Hurry!" she said. "He's so weak!"
He was weak, Indeed. With their
irms about his body for support they
noved through the snow. Elliott felt
Dawn close to him and closed bis eyes
ilmost happily. He struggled to help
ilmself so he would not burden her,
>ut be stumbled and nearly fell and
mother gush of blood bathed his body,
ifter ages of effort and pain a glare
teemed to be all about warm breath
'anned his face . . . and Aunt Em.
(landing In the doorway, was saying
iharply:
"In here. . . . ?our room. Dawn.
. . I'll phone the doctor."
Emory Sweet worked rapidly, once
here. "Deep!" he muttered. "Gad,
?hat a blow. Missed the Jugular by a
lair."
The wound was only a slender slit In
be skin but the blade had been driven
leep. Indeed, and the blood that flowed
rrom It bad drawn the bronze from
Blllott's face, the strength from the
iplendld muscles that lay relaxed now
leneath clear skin.
"Now I" said the physician when Ben
Snally lay back on Dawn's pillow,
ireatblng shallowly, eyes closed. "I
guess he'll be all right In a few days.
But what an escape!" He
ih rugged.
Sweet looked John martin, then.
The doctor's brows drew a bit, he
seemed to lean forward and blinked
slowly. Incredulously. Then Martin
moved and the other relaxed. Still, bit
expression was one of startled specula
tion.
"Yes, a close shave," Martin mut
tered under his breath. "But now
. . , He's In the best possible place
In the world."
The doctor began gathering his In
struments. Martin stood staring al
Ben In deep thought Then his rlgbl
hand went to the lobe of his left ear
and tugged slowly In that characteris
tic gesture. He did not observe Kmms
Coburn standing in the doorway. He
"Knife!" Ben Gasped.
did not look at her until the woman
gasped. It was a light, light gasp: so
light that Emory Sweet did not hear.
But Martin heard and turned and
stood as though frozen In the posture.
Aunt Em's head was held rigidly bark,
one band pressed against a cheek.
Quickly, Martin's finger weut against
his Hps in a sealing gesture. He held
so an Instant and then slowly shook
his head, a movement of unmistakable
warning.
Dawn entered the hallway from the
living room and these two relaxed from
the rigidity of their strange panto
mime. Em bustled out Into the kitchen
and Martin smoothed the covers of
Elliott's bed with a hand that trem
bled slightly.
"Now, the boy's going to be all
right," the doctor said. "I'll look In
tomorrow. Quiet Is going to be essen
tial for a few days. You two women
all right?"
A close observer might have noticed
that Aunt Em's eyes were oddly avert
ed from John Martin's searching gaze
and that her breathing was quick.
"Why, It might be handy to have ?
man in the bouse tonight," she said
evenly enough. "I'm ... I'm won
dering If Mr Martin would stay. B<
could sleep on the couch In the llvlni
room."
"I'd be glad to," the man said ant
cleared bis throat sharply. "Thert
might be something I could do . .
for you."
He had looked at Dawn on this law
nnd It seemed that his voice caughi
ever so slightly.
So It was arranged that he shoult
stay through the night and the doctoi
left
. Aunt Era carried the light out of th?
sick room and placed it on a table li
the hall. She bustled here and there
occupied with a variety of minor er
rands and finally drove Dawn to be<
despite the girl's protests of sleepless
?ess.
Alone, she fixed blankets on tht
living room couch while Martin sat It
the darkened bedroom. That done, sb<
beckoned to him from the hallway.
They confronted one another thers
a long moment The woman's face
worked ineerly and she seemed at ?
loss for words.
TO BE CONTINUED.
One* England's Nazareth
The Shrine of Our Lady at Waiting
ham, England. Is where Henry VIII
walked barefoot as a pilgrim. In s
few years the ruler destroyed th(
Priory, confiscated the lands and treas
uries. burnt the shrine and ezecuted
fire of the Priory canons for treason
Another shrine was built In the Slip
per cbapel, so named because In an
clent days pilgrims removed theli
shoes when visiting It. Walslnghnre
once was England's Nazareth, whtci
brought It Immense fame. It wai
founded about 10C1. Like Lonrde*. II
bad Its holy wells, and became famotti
for the many miracles which were be
lleved to have been wrought there.
The Baby'a Faculties
The ages when certain faculties flrsl
appear In average Infants and chll
dren vary considerably. Memory ant
simple consciousness come soon aftei
birth, curiosity at about ten weeks
the senses of shame, remorse and the
ludicrous at fifteen months, self-con
?dousnesa at three years, the colot
sense at four years and the tense o!
fragrance at five years. ? Coliier'i
Weekly.
SYNOPSIS
Ben Elliott?from "Yonder"?arrives at the lumbering town of Tlncup, with
Don Stuart, old, very sick man, whom he has befriended. Nicholas Brandon,
! the town's leading citizen, resents Stuart's presence, trying to force him to leave,
and Elliott, resenting the act, knocks him down. Judge Able Armltage hires
him to run the one lumber camp, the Hoot Owl, that Brandon has not been able
to grab. This belongs to Dawn McManus, whose father has disappeared with a
murder charge hanging over his head. Brandon sends Duval to beat up Ben,
and Ben throws him out of camp. Don Stuart dies, leaving a letter for Elliott
i "to be used when the going becomes too tough." Ben refuses to open the letter,
believing he can win the fight by his own efforts. Fire breaks out In the mill.
Ben, when the flames are subdued, discovers it was started with gasoline. Elliott
gets an offer for logs, that will provide money to tide him over. But a definite
time Is set. Ben discovers Dawn McManus is not a child, as he had supposed,
but & beautiful young woman. The railroad bridge over which the Hoot Owl
lumber must pass Is blown up. By superhuman efforts Ben builds a new bridge
and himself drives the train over the rickety structure to Tlncup, making the
delivery with only a few minutes to spare. Brandon compels a woman (known
as "Lydla") who is In his power, to accuse Elliott of misconduct with a girl.
At a dance to which Elliott escorts Dawn, Lydla makes public her charges.
Overwhelmed, Elliott can only make a feeble denial. Dawn, apparently believ
ing him guilty, leaves the dance without waiting for him. While in the woods,
Elliott is fired on, and drops, seemingly dead, but his fall has been a ruse to
make his enemy believe him dead. The would-be killer is proved to be Red Bart
Delaney, notorious desperado. "Aunt Emma," Dawn's closest friend, prevails on
the woman Lydla to acknowledge the falsity of her accusation.
Shoppers Seek Personality Styles
By CHfeRIE NICHOLAS
A"PLOMP, fair and
forty" lady who Is
"all dressed up" In a kit
tenish, flapperlsh way?
youth clad In fashions
sophisticated beyond ita
years?colors that make Bloods look
anemic and ashen or tones and tints
that cause brunettes to lose glamour?
hats with impossible head sizes, too
little for the unbobbed, too big for
shorn locks?well, what of It. why
paint so crude, so unkind a picture?
Merely by way of contrast dear
reader, for the new spring and summer
fashions are a direct denial to every
thing we have said In the foregoing
paragraph. What Is actually happen
ing Is that our fashion experts have
J sensed the need of gently, firmly and
subtly leading women In the direction
they should go In the fine art of dress.
Which Is why we are hearing so much
these days In regard to the outstanding
I Importance of personality fashions. |
Among our modern fashion educa
tors personality In dress ranks as a
theme of major Importance. Have you '
| not noticed the signs of the times your
self? The courtesy and class-you-at-a- |
glance manner with which you are ush
ered to this or that specialized depart- j
ment the moment you step foot In a
fashion emporium?
This Is, indeed, a happy era which
is dawning for shoppers in that dress
designers and coat and suit makers
have become that personality-con
scious they are making it their goal
to create fashions that will tune per
fectly to each and everybody's partic
ular type. The modes here pictured
are an outgrowth of this noble en
deavor. They silence the lament of
the middle-aged and matron who for
years have been voicing complaint that
they are not having a "fair deal" when
it comes to clothes they "can wear."
and that all the attention is concen
trated on ingenue type.
Here they are right be
fore your very eyes, fash
ions that couldn't possi
bly he more perfectly
tuned to the needs and
a em anas or gentlewomen wno aan*
graduated Into the alumnae of fash
ion's smart set.
These stunning models for the up-to
the-moment-ln-style matron were se
lected for our Illustration from among
a galaxy of fascinating styles as shown
during a "personality fashions" re rue
which tbe Chicago wholesale market
council presented at a midwest con
ference gala dinner. The fashion
themes included clothes for the youth
ful matron, for matrons more ad
vanced, for slender girlish ingenue
types, for the larger young woman, for
the outdoor and sports girl; for tall
blond types and for medium-tall bru
nettes. Tbe moral to this story on
personality fashions Is. If while en
tour in the shops fashion-seeking yoa
do not see what you want, ask for 1L
It's there tuned to your individuality,
simply awaiting your ealL
Describing the trio of fashionable
costumes for the matron as here pic
tured. the model to the left Is a travel
and street outfit especially designed
for the youthful matron. It Is tailored
of a brown and white "broken-check"
tweed in standard English cut. It may
be worn equally well with dark or light
accessories.
The street ensemble to the right of
navy and white print silk with check
sheer redlngote coat is designed along
simple slenderizing lines. The sailor
hat adds charm.
Centered in the group Is an ultra chic
ensemble for the mature woman to
wear to afternoon club functions or
smart country club affairs. It is fash
ioned of a white sheer material with
white and black stripe trimming.
(S. WMttra S?wip4p?r Ca.aa.
FITTED VANITIES
VERY CONVENIENT
The vanity bag has been revived
and Is one of the most important af
fairs that has been seen in a good
many moons.
The new ones know a new prac
ticability. In the first place they have
been made to a great extent by people
who understand vanity?the cosmeti
cians. They have known what to In
clude. Not only have they done a
good Job at making them practical,
but they have seen that they have j
that other important requisite, which U
beauty.
They are fashioned of velvet, of '
lame, of fine kldskln, of lovely silks,
and even of metals. Their colors
are almost unlimited, but women
are usually careful, or should be.
1 that rhey choose a color that will
go with all party frocks. They may
have a one or two sided opening, and
usually hold purse, change purse, rig
aret case, comb, lipstick, rouge and
I powder.
' Jacket Lengths Will Vary;
t Suit* Are to Fit Eafily
There is a softness In the air that
prepares one for the spectacle of
spring clothes. Necklines are bowed,
| frilled, or softened, and even with
classic tallleur, which Is always
chosen by certain types, a Jabot or
' some other softening touch Is su ?
J gested for the blouse. It Is _lsn ad
' vlsable to have the blouse contrast.
' Even In the case of linen this Idea Is
carried out.
With the usual exceptions, loose fit
ting lines prevail In the suit collec
tions for spring. 193.1. Jacket lengths
' vary to some degree, and so do their
| types.
Coat Dresses Smart
\ Coat dresses of black, navy blue or
pepper-and-salt wools, cut on slender
t lines and finished with white pique
r collars In the form of petals or stylized
I flowers, are an outstanding spring fash
j Ion.
BEAUTY HINTS
By ( HEJUB NICHOLAS
The smartest women in tnis country
as well as abroad are wearing vivid
nail poli>h with lipstick to match.
I Iteports from Paris and St. Moritx say
that the really chic women there are
matching theirs In red and yellowish
j red shades. Trick effects such as me
j talllc combinations and odd color
schemes have disappeared. The meet
fashionable colors are coral, cardinal,
ruby and the "natural" which is the
lightest of the yellow reds. Most
Parisian beauticians prefer to cover
the entire nail with polish instead of
outlining the moon and tip. Some
fashionable New Yorkers follow this
mode, while others prefer the trim
look which white moons and tips
achieve. The young woman pictured
has that look of distinction which
perfect grooming always gives. She
appreciates the enhancement which art
fully colored lips and fingertips add
to a chic ensemble. Notice the cos
tume Jewelry set which she Is wear- j
log. It Includes a clip on her stitched
crepe hat with a duplicate clip at her
throat and a bracelet to match.
LESSON IN TRADE COSTS
Here Is a story of Japanese com
petition : A pawnbroker In Bavaria
In the Dutch East Indies accepted a
new bicycle as a pledge and then
found himself besieged with young
men bringing blm new bicycles to
pawn. Inquiry showed that the
price he was giving for bicycles In
pawn was 40 per cent higher than
the price charged by the Japanese
for selling them new.?London New
Statesmen.
BOYS! GIRLS!
Head the Grape Nuts ad In another
column of this paper and learn how
to Join the Dizzy Dean Winners and
win valuable free prizes.?Adv.
Requiem
"When he died what did he leave
his wife?"
"A very happy woman."
Dr. Pierce'? Favorite Prescription makes
weak women stron*. No alcohol. Sold
by drufgiste in tablets or liquid.?Adv.
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One has to be pretty comfortable
to philosophize.
make your garden
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Like prod nee# like, and
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forebears, generation
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produced flowers of re
markable size and color.
The Ferry Seed Display
Box will help yon to
choose your favorite
varieties.
Cut Be Otherwise
In war. heroism mil bntaJtij go
hand In hand.
Twice Cartai Helped
"1 was m a run-down iccdtdon,
very irregular and had cramps and
nervousness.* writes Mrs. Albert Pike,
of R.F.D. S, St. Joseph. Mo. "When
one has a home and children to look
after, and the work on a tarts, a
woman wiC worry if she feels bad
and I surely worried. I decided to
take Cardm again, as it had helped
me one rime It also helped me
nme. 1 never have a bad day when
using Cardm."
There are many cases Ska this.
Thousands of women testify Cardui
benefited them. If it does aoe bent
fit YOU, consult a physician.
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HELP KIBREYS
IF your kidneys function badly
and you have a lame, aching
back, with attacks of dirtiness,
burning, scanty or too frequent
urination, getting up at night,
swollen feet and ankles, rheumatic
pains . . . use Down's Fills.
Doan's are especially for poorly
functioning kidneys. Millions of
boxes are used every year. They
are recommended the country over.
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DOAN'S PILLS
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New kind of pipe* cleaners "White Carna
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