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CHARLOTTE DAILY OBSERVER, MARCH 1, 1003. J -7", f II . - ' BY A . R . LEO M A RD 5: ;r AUTHOR OF MIS SON'S INHERITANCE, ETC i ! (Copyright, U0. by The New Tork ' Herald Co. All Rights Reserved.) Through love to light! Oh,1 wonderful tht way m- That leads from darkness to the perfect day! From darkness and from dolor of tha night f . , lo morning, that comes singing o er tha Through lova to light 1 Through light, O God, to Thee.. Who art the lore of love, the eternal light of light -RICHAKD WATSOK GILDER. A grewsome and a sorrowful' sight of a boy was Danny. He was rather tall for his age (six teen or thereabout), extremely broad Bhouldered, with a decided r-t oop, and appeared to be. more than ordinarily muscular. lie was pos sessed ' of exceedingly long arms, terminating In huge, misshapen hands, while hla head was of a form far out of the common. His ears were abnormally large, and his big, bulging, expressionless eyes stared from a face as vacant as themselves, . His nose was large, and so was his mouth, which was wide open most of tha time, exposing the uneven teeth within the thick red lips, while his pushed back cap revealed a short cron of coarse red hair, He was alowly parading up and down In' front of a four-story-hlgh stoop house In one of the streets near the East river and abutting on Grand street; an old-time house, an Imposing looking house, one that had seen many clorious patrician suns rise and set, until blotted out at once and forever by grows pleblan darkness: a mansion that had be, come a mere house and regretted Its basement In a hopeless, despairing faxhlon. On the stoop and on the steps of the house Itself were a half-doxen or so of women, who regarded him ' with looka of mingled terror and ab horrence. When I came close to him he paused In Ms walk and, pointing toward the stoop where the women were with one ' misshapen finger, said, with a look of keen en joyment, as of one who expects soon to be present at a longed-for feast: There's a coffin goln' In there, empty, and comln' out again, full, all the time. There it goes again." he went on in broken. Irregular little jets of speech, tittered as confidently aa though the ghastly subject of his words were actually apparent to my v vision as well aa his own. "empty, and there it cornea out, full. It's a good coffin, too," rubbing hla hands, "a fine, beautiful coffin. Silver handles real silver an' it's shlned till I can see my face In It. Vou can see the corpse's face In it, too such a lovely corpse sure dead sure dead. Do you like to look at your face In a coffin lid say, do you?" And he thrust his hideous counten ance so close to mine that I shud dered and shrank away from him as though he had been marked with the plague. ;An It's got a silver plate on It there's the name," moving his finger slowly along in the air as though spelling out words: "an' there's the time the corpse was born (I don't like that I dont like live people only dead' ones sure dead sure dead), an there's the time the corpse died I like that!" And he cracked his tyg, red, knotty fingers like so many pistol shots and chuckled In high glee. "An' there It comes out again full. How did it get In? I didn't see it go in. But mebbe It's onny a ghost coffin, an' not a real one. I like them best of all. The people In . them Is sure dead. Did you see It go In?" he asked, with startling ab ruptness. "No, no," I answered, striving-to draw myself away from him, yet fascinated to stay. "Then it must be a ghost coffin," asserted Danny, with great confi dence. "Onny a ghost coffin could go in an' out of a house.- In, empty, an' out. full; and nobody see It go in. There it Is again, right by you. Look, look!" And he traced In the air with one finger the flight of some object no eye but his own could see. "He carried on like that in front of our door the day our little Jlmrnic died," said one of the women on the atoop, with her apron to her eyes. "My husband went down stairs to drive him away, but he was scared to go nigh the boy, he looked that fearful.'' "An' he got Into the house, where my poor husband w as beln' In Id out," asserted another, "an wouldn't go away for any of us, but kept walkln' round an' round the room where my husband was. crackin' his ugly fin gers an' sayln", 'Pretty corpse, pretty corpse, as If he were talkin' to a baby," and the woman shivered at the recollection. "An' what harm's in the poor In nocent, after all's said an' done?" queried an Irishman In overalls, who now approached us. "You're a stranger hereabouts, sir?" he went on. turning to me. I nodded. "Thin ye don't know that the un fortunate wan Is 'Danny, the Funeral Bye.' He got the name long ago, whin he was no more than eight years old. by always tryin' to get into houses where there was did people, whether he knew the same or not. Hometlmes he u refused, but more often he was let to a sirht of whnt h was longin' for. Afther a time folks around here got to know him. en' let him come an' go as h liked Now he's hardly ever nhut out. for."" so. Or Til make you a Mg one he s as harmlen hs a babby, an' gives no trouble to anny wan. Hut he's a terror when there's crape at the dure till he g-t Into the houtie .in'i let to a sight of tire coffin." Toward the end of this somewhat lengthy description of himself, Dan ny, for some Imbecile reason known only to himself, began slowly to move away. On this the Irishman produced a cent, and gave it to him. Danny received the com without sur prise, pleasure or thanks, and again began to shamble off. 1 would have railed him back find given him a dime or a quarter; for 1 pitied him, but the Irixhman advised me not to. "Wan penny at a time's enough for ...m r, "7,aio. il ne naa more ret It away from him." "What will he do with the one hei ny?" I Inoiilred. hoping to check the has got?" I asked. mortunry flow thit was turning my "Take It to the big bakery on the blood Into a stream of pricking le corner, sir. an' look In at th window, j cles The girls there know him an' his 'The g'.tott mid that." was the ways, an' whin they see him they'll , cheerful answer. "An they wrote bring him out a bun an' take his' the word on It I saw Vm" there tint." I Dannv'a ri hemm iluMrt "wlfh Thanking the communicative Irlnh man for bis Information, I procet-ded n my way. As I passed the bakery I perwlwd Danny, who had evi dently been wailed on, for he wss eagerly devouring a large and frosted bun. I would have passed him with this hurrifd glance, but It was not to be. Danny in a moment had a tight hold f tne by my overcoat, which wss cpen, and was grinning up In my face, aa on eecure of hia welcome. "Iva got something baautlful to shaw you." he averred, still holding fast lo my coat and leading me to a stoop of three steps nearby. Allowing . for a moment pity - to take 4he place of aversion. I sat down on the lowermost atep and" said as pleasantly as I could: , "Well. Danny, what Is it?" "At the; tone and question the boy fairly chuckled .with pleasure and remarked: "I like you. You're the onny man what ain'Udead that I ever did like." "Should you like me better if I were dead?" I asked, with difficulty repressing a shudder. The boy nodded. wm-s r iifi 'Oh, yes," h replied earnestly. "Much better. Are you goln' to die aoon?" "Not If I can help It," I answered stoutly. The boy's ace fell. "I'm sorry," he said briefly, and began untying the strings of a parcel I for the first tlmo saw he carried under his arm. Presently he removed the enwrap ping paper and displayed to view a coffin fashlonod from black walnut and about twelve Inches In length. It was perfectly made and correct in every detail, even to the little dia mond shaped nails, detached face cover and handles, six in number. Ingeniously carved -from thlnJead. In addition it was covered with black velvet and had a tiny sttvery looking plate, very neatly engraved with what waa evidently Intended for a name and date,- although not a single letter of any language known to me could I discover. "I made every bit of it myself," he declared prou.lly as ho laid the hor rible thing across my lap. "Isn't It beautiful?" "Taki? It away!" I exclaimed vehemently, for I am particularly nervous In regard to all such articles, "or I'll throw It Into tho middle of the street." "Hut you naked me to show It fo you." urged the boy, who, big though he was, now spike In the tones of a small child grieved fiocauoe of the iion-HpiTc Htlon on th part of an adult of some n-w and precious toy. "Ah, no one elsrt knows I made It onny you." he continued. "I wouldn't show It to any one onny you," and he hegnn to cry softly, much like a Uttlu baby. I waa touch ed Bt once. "I.re is an Idolt. If he la a mon strous abortion," I argued to myself, "snrt ss such Is worthy of pity from nil persons blessed with their senses." Then I a11'-rl aliud soothingly. "Don't cry, Danny, hut come and tell me how ever you made It. It's qulto as good work as an undertaker could have done." In a moment the boy was seated by niy side, his hldi-ous countenance wearing an expression that rendered It almoMt bear.ible. which change led me to think that something might yet be mad of .-ven him. If placed In the proper hands. "Do you think It's good V he 1n- Otilreii rapturously. "Really good? I'll make you one lust Ilka It. if you Dig enough to hold you If you Choose." "No. thnnk you," I returned husk ily. "Just tell me all about this one." Agnln the Mp.irkle enme Into his face and eyes, and he repliod: "I told you I made It nil myself, an' I did. An' It's made of real coffin wood, too think of that! An' the velvet' part of an old pall. The undertaker's man said so when he gave it to me. Tho nulls la real, too came off a real coffin, whnt fell all to pieces' as th'-y was changing It from one grave to another. I made the handles, too. out . of tobacco lead I I-lrkej up In the 'tre-t an melted. j Then T cut thm out with an Old pen j "Itut how nlwMit the plate, Dan- long white fingers, t could through 'em. an' th?v wrote, an they wrote, sn they wrote," and the boy moved his Ingers In the air aa If he too were writing, "till they wrote the name of the corpse n the time he was bom an the lime he died ll In rhoat talk. But r'ay." he broke off suddenly, "you haven't seen tha In side. I tnadf that too." And he hastened to turn the thumbscrews that held down the fare cover. I expected, of course, to see sn empty box. lined, perhaps, with white satin; but lnstead-my horrified gaze rested upon what I at. first took to be a real dead baby, so to the life, it I nay use the, expression, dd the thing appear. "Pretty corpse, pretty corpse! went on Danny, stroking the waxen face gentlv with one of hla knobby fingers. "It's dead sura- dead. I know it. 'cause I killed it myself.". "Do you nvan to tell me this was once a live taby?" I asked sternly, though rsther doubtfully. Danny n-vdded hla head solemnly. "I "made it of wax an' the ghosts put life Into It to tease me . so I killed Jt. An' they're' putting life into It again," he continued, his voice rising angrily, ''the bad ghosta! Don't you see the mouth laughing; at me and the "hand moving to the side of tfhe coffin, to get away. But I'll kill it for all the bad ghosts." And he snatched tha little box from my hands and began tearing tha waxen face to pleoes with his strong fingers. "I'll kill St I'll kill -ltl" and the exppression of his counten ance would have done credit. to. a fiend tormenting a lost soul. But I could endure no more, M fled from him precipitately. ' . At length "the Spirit of God mov. ed upon" the darkened ' life. "And GodBald , .Let there be lights and there was light." And the morning ame to Danny In this wise. There came to live In the base ment of the house where he made his home (under tha stairs, general ly, with tho mops and tho brooms) a young mechanic and his wife. They had one chlldr a tiny girl of three, with a dainty mite of a face framed in soft brown ringlets and lighted up by a pair of big, wistful, trusting brown eyes. The "wee brown thrush," one of the neighbors called her. i ' Every fine evening at about- o'clock, all summer long, her mother would take her up the stone steps to the sidewalk and leave hef there to wait for the coming of her fath r. And when ho appeared, half a block or so away. he would gjive one little glad cry of complete hap piness and run to meet him, her slender arms outstretched to their widest extent and her baby face glorious beyond thought. No matter how crowded the pave ment might be with home returning tollers there, was always a path made for her. None passed her without smiling on her, although she had eyes for none save her father, and Home men as they drew near her took off thelf hats as they might have done on entering a church. And then, when she had reached her father and was clasped close to his breast, what caresses of her small arms about his neck, what soft strok Ings of his cheek with her dimpled hand, what pressings of her Hp to his. wht dellahted coolngs and rip ples of laughter! And tlte father's countenance, all the worn, tired look faded out of It utterly and replaced by the hallowing radiance of perfect love, was a sight to make an atheist believe In Ood. Early one morning shortly after tho arrlvnl of thesa newcomers, as Danny waa seated on tha lowermost step of tha back stoop busily engaged In carving some no doubt more or less funereal design from a suspi cious looking fragment of blsck wood with 8n old Jack-knlfn. he felt a soft touch on his hand, while a voice close to his car asserted with great emphasis: ,"I like you!" In another moment hi eyes met a pair of laughing brown- ones, and two lips, rosy as the gates of dawn, were pressed to his astonished mouth In the very first kiss he had ever received. The effect of all this upon Danny was Instantaneous and remarkable. The hitherto expressionless eyes flashed forth a strange Intelligence, the great, thick Hps became beauti ful, by reason of the arnlk thst p loved upon them, the dull fsce was lighted by a glow from within. It wss as though a eurtaln had been suddenly raised, revealing; a. trans figuration. - The little one who had been the unconscious cause of this change glanced an Instant In Danny face, gave "her small head a satisfied nod and confidently seated herself beside him. i ' "What you makln'?" she queried, pointing to the piece of wood he held In his hand. "Dollle?" "Ves." responded Danny, as decid edly as though the manufacture of such things had been hi life work, "a dolly. For you." i At this the mite clsppe ' hands ecstatically and watched with silent and breathless Interest whila. Danny, who was really quite an expert in this line, carved, arms and lega and body, ending with a head adorned with a bewildering' number of "kinka." A scrap of bright pink cot ton was; produced from somewhere and tied around the black waist, by way of drees, then the finished "dol lle" was handed over to lta "little mother,", whose delight and rapture knew no bounds. After this highly satisfactory un derstanding the two were Insepara ble. When Danny was not busy A: Jv : 'mi ijP 1 h r ' ' ' !' ! : il If m l i 7lV scouring the neighborhood in search of small nalla. brass headed tacks, gray colored pieces of silk, woollen or cotton, and strips of different klnda of wood (hla former taste for dark and gloomy shades having en tirely disappeared) he was surely to be found on his own back stoop, the "wee brown thrush" beside him watching w Ith ever increasing won der and admiration as he skllfullly fashioned these crude materials Into tiny chairs, tables, cradles, etc., un til at length the queen of his heart was in proud possession of a doll's house and furniture exceeding , In beauty and completeness anything the children of tho vicinity had ever dreamed or heard of. And gratitude was not lacking In the breast of the small recipient of all these benefactions, for whenever she had been given a penny and had laid It out to the best advantage she Invariably sought "My Danny," ss she culled the oy, and bestowed half her purchase jpon him. And Danny also, when he was In possession of one of his favorite frosted buns, never failed to seek out his Idol, and the pair, so strangely alike and yet unlike, might frequent ly be seen seated close together In some quiet nook, Danny with hla bun and the "wee brown thrush" with, perhaps, a tiny pan filled with some kind of soft, creamy pink can dy, which she divided with exact Im partiality by alternate helpings of a fairylike spoon. And this was not all the morning that rath to "Danny." - He had certainly given up. If not forgotten, his old occupation of un solicited mourner at all the obsequies In the neighborhood, and ao had mora time to devote to other mas ters. His unusual strength had been made use of for several years past by grocers, butchers, and others In the vicinity In the unloading of trucks and in tha storing away of heavy rases or in tha moving of household effects, he being often kept bard at work' for two or three hours, receiv ing by way of reward a couple of oranges, a few applea or. more fre quently, a single penny. Hitherto Danny had never solicited work of any kind, only performing tasks to which he waa called and set; but now memory or Intelligence jcamoto his assistance and he began to see that a few hours of labor- meant many more delightful feasts with his lady love than usual.-'So one fine morning he started out among the nearby shopkeepsr and asked for something to do. Of course he arous ed astonishment, but. as he was not only strong, but willing and biddable, he had no difficulty In obtaining all the employment he could attend to, with the usual petty compensations, winding up on Paturday night after an entire day of toil, with the receipt of two cents the bestower of which munificence quieting his conscience with the reflection that "the poor un fortunate would not know what to do with more." . In this manner tne course of events flowed on for Danny for many weeks, until In the end his employers becoming ashamed of their own meannesH In ' the faee of his utter unselfishness..' provided him dally with his meals. Then a German gror In the street who was doing a considerable busi ness and who had been closely ob serving tho boy for some weeks, opened arms off charity . to him. by an offer of steady work, board and lodging and $J a, week a proffer which -was at once accepted. Of course the money was not handed over to Danny, but laid out for hint In much'needed doting, etc.. and oo rationally 1n amall trifles, for whorv intended It Is needless to state. Dut Danny was never once known to ask avthlnaj for himself rt was all for "Her." ' (Every evening, the Joil of th day over and his supper eaten, the boy would hasten, never empty handed, to tha home of the young mechanic. and spend a blissful hour er two with the "thrush," who looked forward to the arrival of "My Danny", almost aa much as she did to tha homecoming of her father. One Baturday , night In particular Danny took his usual way, talking gleefully to himself and with a face glorified. He had now been two months In 4he service of tha grocer, wtho had allowed him to celebrate the event by the purchase of a small watch and chain for the adornment of la Mol. Arrived at hla destination he passed quickly through the open basement door and paused a moment on the threshold of the front room, In the corner of which waa huddled a half dozen or so of woman, who re garded him with glances of mingled sorrow and fear. The light In Dan ny's face went out at ones and waa replaced by the look of an- animal that feels vaguely something-is about to happen, it knows not what. "I wouldn't daro tell him," said one of tha women in an awed whla her. 'Wor IV said another. "The look of him breaks my heart.". "Leave him to find out for him self," advised a third. "An" Ood be with him when he does find out," said tha first speak er, fervently. The boy advanced three -Ar- four steps slowly, caught a gllmpseof a bed In tha room beyond, and need ed no voice to tell him what had hap pened. An Instant he hesitated, then swept very quietly to the tiny form, softly laid the watch and chain acrosa tha alight Mngera, removed his hat and gently pressed his lips to the baby mouth. Irresponsive for the first time. Then suddenly tha boy stood erect, the light cams back Into bis face, hla eyes became giaaay and he stretched his arm over the bad. . "He's goln back to hla old ways," said one of the women fearfully. But no, ha waa not. "I see two at her head," he as serted, in tha tone of-one repeating a lesson, "two In white, shining white, with eyea like hers. An' 1 sea two at her feettwo in white, shining white, with , eyas like hers. An' I see more -more around her" moving hia hand slowly in a circle "in wihlte, shining ihlte. all with eyes like hers. An' they watch her, day and night, so ndthln can harm her, till tha time comes for her to wake." Danny's arm dropped listlessly to his aide, the rapt look vanished from hia eyea and tht darkness onca more took possession of hla - face. He turned slowly and with dragging steps passed out of tha silent blouse and into tha empty world. The daya and weeks now passed over Danny's head much aa usual, except that after hla work was done he had nowhere to eTO. never having visited her tfoma once since that black night, and ao retired to hla lit tle hall room in the. grocer's house and remained there until such time h. was called 'I'm. employer's wife, , taking pity on his great loneliness, came to mm ana said: "Come and sit with us awhile, Danny. It will cheer you up." The boy accepted her well meant Invitation as If It were a -command, followed her and aat awhile with her and her children, although Just aa soon as he thought he waa un observed he began to quietly slip from the room. 7 "Where are you going, Danny?" the grocer's wife 'called after him. - "To her," answered the boy, brief ly. "To her?" repeated his questioner, In bewilderment. ' res," returned th boy. Very ear- nestly. "come I'll take you to her." Willing to humor him, the good lady accompanied hinbto hla room, where he displayed to her view a small box, flled with earth, bearing the imprint of a smalt foot. "Why, It's a baby's foot!" cried the grocer's wlfein asfonlshment. "Yea, it's her," assented Danny aim ply. V "Ha actually spoke of 'that clod of earth as If It had been a living child," said tha lady when relating the Incident to her husband soma Urns later. "Best let htm alone. wlfe" com mented the grocer sagely.' "He's past our help." . ' t And after this occurrence- he was left undisturbed to do hla. work and then commune with "her" to his heart's content. t And so tha week and months passed by until one .winter's day. when the streets and sidewalks were . t I slippery with ice and snow, the gro cer of the store receiving - boxes and barrels of goods, which two truck men were lowering to- them by means of skids and ropea Suddenly there was a shout from above, 't.ook out there!" and a barrel that had somehow broken loose came tearing dowa the stps.- Danny, -heedless of the warning, sprang "orward, intend ing to selte it- and divert lta course, and the would have been successful had not hla foot caught in a broken floor board, which tripped htm, and he fell. Tha next instant tha heavy barrel leaped on him like a '. living thing and pinned him fast. , , i When the two truckmen arrived a the scene, with wihlte, scared f faces, they found tho grocer strlvlnfv like a madman to turn tha barrel and free tha boy. , "Why didn't he get out of ' the way?." they asked, fretfully, as tha barrel was finally lifted and rolled on one aide. "Because," answered the grocer, who waa kneeling beside Danny, "he saw what you could not; that I had no way of escape, and would most probably have been killed if he had not acted aa he did. I am afraid he has given hia life for" mine." 4 When the ambulance surgeon had examined Danny,- who was still ' in sensible, he shook his head - very gravely. . v ' , - "Both legs are badly fractured at the knees," he averred, "and tha chest is also much crushed. Ha must be at once removed to the hospital." This was done, and the boy lay In bed for many weeks, swathed In bandages and often delirious. "Who does he mean by her'?" asked a nurse of the grocer, during one of his dally vialtir to the hos pital - "He calls for 'her constant ly." "A little box of earth," was tha answer, "having tha Impress of a baby's foot. The child in whom Danny was wrapped up died sudden ly, and tha boy dug up the mark her little foot had left In the turf and kept It as a memento of her. I had forgotten it until now, but will go and fetch it to him at once." "Lose no time," warned tha sur geon, who was Just . then passing. "The boy Is sinking fast." In less than half an hour tha lit tle box was placed on tha bed beside Danny, where hia hand could touch It. ..... ""Too late, I fear," said the .sur geon, laying a light finger on tha boy's, wrist. "Ha la almost gone," But, no! The closed eyea slowly . opened and their gaxo fell upon the desire of his heart. . "Her!" ha - cried delightedly, "t knew she would coma at last!" The old rapt look came once more Into tha dying eyes, a smile, loving -as ever, played about the ashen lips, while the whole countenance was suffused with light- "I see." ha said. In low and bro ken tones, "two at che foot two in white shining white two with eyes llk hers! An' I sea more more -all around In white shining whits all with eyes Ilka hers!" , The voice ceased, but the glory on the face was lifted , no mors forever. French Foundling Asylums. Charities and ths Commons. What would toecome of an Infant if It were deprived of public assistance when the mother Is unable to provide for It? Ought society give up tha feeble creature to premature death, or perhaps ta abandonment? Great dangers threaten the new-born infant; If the mother has sinned, and if she Is determined to hide her sin at any cost, the only means of saving her. from crime, from abortion or infanti cide Is by providing places where she can leave tha child. Formerly this -abandonment waa left to chance; late ly there has been established,-at first In Paris, then throughout France, the system of 0-called secret admission. All Infants under seven months are received Into ths foundling asylums without any legal form. The expense of this compulsory assistance Is born either by the commune, tha depart ment or the State. Charge Is taken of these wards un til they reach their majority. They are placed out In the families of peas ants, and their frequent adoption by their foster-parents is a most encour aging phenomenon. However, In or der that desertion may not become ' the general rule?trtrt rather remain the last painful resort, the rupture of alK relations between mother ana child Is demanded.! Ths loving and tender mother must thus make a most painful sacrifice; only tha most valid of reaaons could force her to submit to this cruel separation. On this ac count tha law for ths relief of Infants provldea that all deserted mothers, married or single, are entitled to pe cuniary aid. In order to enable them to nurse and take cars of their In fanta The Way to Tsouhseln. Youth's Companion. " The inhabitants -of Chinese villages are very ignorant of tha places in their own neighborhood; according to an in terview with J. W. Garnett. the third secretary of the British legation at Pe king, which The Manchester Guardian prints. Mr. Garnett returned a little while ago from a Journey through the provinces of Shantung and Klangsu and a aample of the conversation that took place when he asked the way from one village to another Is below: "Is this 'the way td Tsouhseln?" ''Are you going to Tsouhseln ?" "Tes; Is this the way?" "Oh, you are going to Tsouhseln, are you? Where do you coma from?" "From Chlnlngchow Please is this ths way to Tsouhseln?" "Oh, you've coma from Chinlng chow, htfve you? Are you going Into the city walls of Tsouhseln?" Finally the native would admit that he did not know the way to Tsou hseln. " -. ' At ths n trace of another village an ancient villager was asked whatjTe name of the place waa After ekSg in turn who Mr. Garrett was. where he had come from, where he was go ing and why he wanted an' Inn. he considered the original question, when repeated by tha patient Inquirer, and finally closed the conversation by saying: , "How should I know. I am not a learned man.". Tfes.lt h Coffee" is realy the closest Coffes Imitation ever yet produced. This, tha finest Coffee 8ubtitute ever made. That recently been produced by Dr. fhoop. of Rsctna. Wis. Not a gmln of rI Coffes In It either. Health Coffee Is ma1 from pure tossted cereals, with malt, nuts. ete. TResllv tt would fool sn expert whp might drink It for Coffee. Ne twemy er thirty minutes boiling. "MsAs In a wilnut-" says tha doctor. Miller Vaa Neaa Co. ... -
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