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SYNOPSIS.
The i-tory opena In a Confederate tent
t a critical stage of the Civil War. Gen
imparts to Capt. Wayne an Important
Toi8iige to Longstreet. Accompanied by
Sergt. Ctalg, an old army scout. Wayne
tarts on hi a mission. The two, after a
wild Jld, get within the lines of the
enemy. In the darkness. Wayne Is taken
for n Federal officer who came to keep an
appointment, and a' young lady on horse
back Is given In his charge. She is a
northern girl and attempts to escape but
fails; One of the horses succumbs and
Craig goes through with thedispatches,
while Wayne and My Lady of the North
re likjt alone. They sack shelter In a
hut and entering It In the. dark a huge
mastiff attacks Wayne. The girl shoots
the brute Just in time. The owner of the
hut, on Jed Bungay, and his wife appear
nd soon a narty of horsemen approach.
They are led by a. man claiming to be
Red Lowrle, but Mrs. Bungay discovers
him to be a disguised impostor, who
prove.3 to be Maj. Brennan. a Federal
f fleer ' whom the Unlon'glrl recognizes.
He orders the arrest of Wayne as a spy.
While a prisoner Wayne sees files of Con
federate pass and knows that Craig has
d'fllveri-d the message. He is brought be
fore fiherldan, who refuses to set him
free unless he reveals the secret mes
aire. Wayne believes Edith Brennan to
b th wife of Maj. Brennan. He is given
the choice of revealing the Iee message
r of being shot as a Bpy. He is rescued
by Jed Bungay. .....
CHAPTER XIII. Continued.
That he meant every word he spoke
1 felt convinced, and hi3 enthusiasm
was contagious. My bloo"; . leaped
within me at this call to action; all
lethargy fled, and with it every dead
ening thought of her who had so sud
denly woven about me the meshes of
her power. False or true, n.aid, wife,
or widow, my duty as a soldier to my
commander and the army to which I
belonged, blotted out all else. Even
as this new rush of determination
wept over me, above us there
sounded clearly the dashing music of
a military band in the. strains of a
Strauss's waltz, and we could dis
tinguish the muffled shuffling of many
feet on the oaken floo: overhead.
Caton's chance remark about the great
ball to be given that evening by offi
cers of the headquarters staff recur
red to my memory. v
"That dancing up there wiH help us,
Jed." I said quickly, my mind now
active to grasp every detail. "You
say there is a chance for escape from
your cell? Then give me your hand,
and help me to crawl through that
noie.
Tt urna a nnrrnw finiiie7 for ft man
of my size, yet I crept through with
out great difficulty, a '. found myself
it, the dense darkness of a room
which, as I judged hastily from feel
ing about me, was similar in shape
and extent to the one 1- which I had
been confined. Bungay, however, per
mitted me little time for exploration.
Grasping me firmly by the arm, and
feeling his way along the wall, he
groped across to the other side.
"There's a mighty big stone chimbly
comes down yere, Cap," he whispered.
"An' ther cpenin' ter take out soot an'
ashes is up thar, jist b'low ther
fluer. It's a sheet-iron pan, I reckon,
ther way it feels; an' it must be thar
they put a nigger in t clean ther
chimbly whin it gits stuffed up. I
could git up thar alone, but I couldn't
o no work, but thet thar pan ought
ter cum out-all right. Dew ye think
ye cud hoi me up, Cap? I'm purty
durn heavy.".
I smiled in the darkness at the lit
tles fellow's egotism, and lifting him as
I might a child, poised him lightly
uDon my shoulder. He struggled a.
moment to steady himself against the
wallv and then I could feel him tug
ging eagerly at something which ap
peared to yield slowly to his efforts
As be worked, a dense shower of dust
and soot caused me to close my eyes.
"She's a comin' all right," he said,
cheerfully, puffing with his exertions,
"but 1 reckon, as how thb chimbly
ain;t bin cleaned out since ther war
begun. Hold up yer right han Cap,
an git a blame good grip on her, fer
Bhe's almighty full, an'll wanter go
down sorter easy like."
1 did as he suggested, bracing my
self to meet his movements, as he
Btood straining on my shoulders, and
in another moment I had succeeded
in lowering the large sheet-iron pan
ilently to the floor.
"Room 'nough yere fer two men ter
, Bncet," chuckled my companion, in
rare delight "'The chief in silence
trode before.' Yere goes."
His weight left my shoulders; there
was a slight scramble, another shower
of dirt, then the sound of his voice
once more.
"Lift up yer han's, Cap; dig in yer
toes on ther stones, an we'll begin
cur vl'ge."
He grasped my wrists . with a
strength which I had no conception
the little fellow possessed. There was
a moment's breathless struggle, and
I squirmed through tha opening, and
lay panting on the flat slab3 which
composed the foot of the great funnel.
To afford me more room Bungay had
gor.e up a little, finding foot-lodgment
upon the uneven stones of which the
chimney was constructed. For a mo
ment we rested thus motionless, both
breathing heavily and listening to the
music and Bhuffling of feet now almost
cjon a level with our heads.
The noise, which was strong and
ccnlinuous, rendered discovery from
my misstep highly Improbable, and a
OF . X.
aelay was dangerous neither of us was
disposed to linger long.
"Be ye all ready, Cap?"' questioned
Bungay, bending his head down. "Fer
if ye be, I'm a goin up."
"All right," I answered, struggling
to my knees in the narrowepace;
"only take It slow, Jed. I'm a trifle
bigger man than you, and this is
rather close quarters."
"Wal, yes, maybe a matter of a
poun' er two," he retorted, and the next
moment I could hear him scraping
his way upward, feeling for foothold
upon the irregular layers of stone. I
followed, pressing my knees firmly
against the rough wall, and trusting
more to my hands than feet for se
curity against falling. There was
evidently a fireplace of some kind on
the 'first floor, with a considerable
opening' leading from It into the chim
ney we were scaling, for as Jed slow
ly passed, I could perceive a 'sudden
gleam of light streaming across hi3
face from the glare of the lamps with
in. He glanced anxiously that way,
but did not pause In his steady climb
upward.
A moment later I came opposite
that same beam of radiance, and
cautiously peered down the sloped
opening that led to the disused fire
place. All I could perceive was a
pair of legs, evidently those of a cav
alry officer, judging from the broad
yellow stripe down the seam of the
light-blue trousers, and the high boots
ornamented with rowel spurs. He
stood leaning carelessly against' the
mantel, talking with some one Just
beyond the range of my vision.
At that moment the music ceased
suddenly, arid afraid to proceed until
it should strike uj again, I braced
myself securely on a projecting stone
and bent my head over the orifice un
til I could catch a portion of the con
versation being carried on by my un
conscious neiehbors.
i'No," said the cavalryman, gruffly.
and apparently in rply to some previ
ous question, "the fellow was most
devilish obstinate; wouldn't tell the
first thing; even a threat of treat
ing him as a spy and hanging him
nutrient Droved of no avail. But
Sheridan's theory is that Lee has or
dered Longstreet to hit our rear,
while he makes a direct attack in
front. That's why the 'old man' pro
poses to get in his work first, and
we march at daylight to form con
nection with Hancock. By Jove,
Chesley. but that woman in black over
there with Follans' -e is the handsom
est picture I've seen south of the line.
Mark how her eyes sparkle, and how
prettily the light gleams in her hair.
Who is she. do you chance to know?" !
"Yes," lisped the other, languidly, j
"met her at breakfast, headquarters.,
this morning. Deuced pretty and all ;
that, mighty good style, too, but taken,
old man. She's Brennan's."
"What! not Major Brennan?" in sur
prise. "Why, he's always posed a3 a
bachelor among our fellows."
"Don't know anything 'out that,
dear boy," indifferently, "but the lady
came in with him yesterday, was in
troduced1 to the crowd of us as Mrs.
Brennan, and he called her Edith.
Deuced nice name, Edith. As Bren
nan has shown such poor taste as to
be absent to-night, I am inclined to give
a little of my time to his lady. Far
and away the prettiest thing here.
Well, so long, Somers; see you In the
morning. I'm going to give the fair
Edith a whirl."
The cavalry leg3 shifted thc.'r posi
tion; the band resumed its functions,
and in the renewed activity and noise
I began again the toilsome climb, my
mind now a bewildered chaos between
my plain duty to Lee and m7 nearly
uncontrollable desire to meet once
uore the woman who was dancing in
the room below.;
The little mountaineer, as active as
a cat, and not especially hampered by
lack of room in which to work, was
well above me by this time. The
chimney, acting as a tube, "brought
down to me from time to time the
slight noise of his climbing, varied
by an occasional exclamation or com
ment, but I could perceive no other
evidence of his presence. Above, all
was as black as the grave.
"Holy Brooke!" he ejaculated, prob
ably unaware that he was giving utter
ance to his thoughts. . "That was a
Eharp rock! Durn if thar's a inch o'
skin left on my knee. Ough! stop
thet! who's got hold o my fut?"
"Hush your rackat, you little fool,"
I said angrily. "Do you want the
whole Yankee army to trap us hero
like rats? I cannot get up this chim
n.. any further; it is growing too
small to permit my body to pass."
"Is thet so. Cap?" he asked anxious
ly. "Whut be ye goin ter dew 'bout
it?"
I made no answer for a moment; I
was groping about in the darkness of
our narrow quarters to see lf 1 could
determine exactly where we were.
"How high is this house, Jed, do you
know?"
"Three stories an' attic."
"How far up are we?"
"'Bout halfway 'long ther third
story, I reckon; must be jist b'low
whar ye are thet I stuck my fut
down an openin'. Reckon 't was 'neth
er fireplace, like thet one on tber
first flure." ,
I lowered myself sllentlyland felt
along the stones , until 1 located the
opening, and roughly measured its
dimensions.
"I shall have to risk crawling out
here, Jed." I said finally, "for 1 shall
surely stick Tast if 1 go up another
ten feet Do you suppose you can
squeeze through to the top?"
"I reckon I kin," he returned calm
ly. "But hadn't wo better stick ter
gether. Cap?" . '
"No". I answered firmly. "You go
on, and one of us must cet through
to Lee. Don't mind roc at all; get
down from the roof as best you can.
If I am caught it will be all the more
Important that you should succeed.'
"T is done 'I thank thee, Roderick,
for the word; it nerves my heart, it
steels my sword.' "
Even as he spoke I could hear him
creeping steadily upward. It soon be
came evident taat his progress was
growing slower, more difficult. Then
all sound3 above me ceased, and t
knew he. must have attained theroof
In safety. -'"
CHAPTER XIV. -
' I Became a Colonel of Artillery.
My own situation at this moment
was' too critical, too full of peril and
uncertainty, to afford opportunity for
moralizing over Bungay's chances of
escape. Only one possibility lay be
fore me there remained no choice, no
yVtLLMM-Tc
I Saw No Other Signs
necessity for planning. It was pure
luck which pries open most doors of
life, and It was upon luck alone I
must rely now. I have often won
dered since how I ever succeeded in
squeezing my body through that nar
row opening into the empty fireplace
without at least knocking over some
thing during the difficult passage. But
I did manage, working my way down
slowly, creeping Inch by inch like a
snake, carefully testing each object I
touched in the darkness for fear of its
proving loose, until I finally lay
stretched at full length upon what
was evidently, from its feeling, a
carpet of unusually fine texture. .
The room proved to be an inner one
and unlighted, a bedchamber, as I
scon determined, for my outstretched
hands encountered the posts of a bed.
Then a slight gust of air partially
swept aside a hanging curtain, which
rustled like silk, and I caught a brief
glimpse of the adjacent parlor. It was
likewise unillumined, but the door
leading into the front hall stood ajar,
and through that opening there
poured a stream of radiance, together
with the incessant hum of many voices
In animated conversation, the deep
blare of the band, with the ceaseless
movemsnt of dancing feet --Satisfying
myself by sense of touch
that the bed was unoccupied, for I
was far too experienced a soldier to
leave an enemy in my rear, I crept
cautiously forward to the intercepting
curtain, and drawing it aside took
careful survey of the outer apartment
It was a large and handsomely fur
nished room, a polished mahogany
writing-table littered with papers oc
cupying a prominent position against
the farther wall. A swivel chair
stood beside it. and across Its back
hung what appeared to be a suit of
clothing. I saw no other signs of hu
man occupancy.
Convinced that the apartment was
deserted, and discovering no different
means of egress, I crossed the room on
tiptoe, and peered cautiously out Into
the hail. It was not a pleasing pros
pect to one in my predicament The
lower portion, judging from the. in
cessant hum of voices, was filled with
people, who were either unable to
find place within the crowded ball
room, or else preferred greater retire
ment for conversation. Even the wide
stairway had been partially pre
empted, a young lieutenant, as I
judged from his shovlder-Etrapa,- sit-
pered eagerly into the attentive ear
of a pronounced blonde who shared
the broad carpeted step with him.
I drew back noiselessly, to figure
out the situation and determine what
was best for me to attempt. It would
be sheer madness to venture upon a
passage to the front door, clad as I
was in travel-worn gray uniform; to
rush through that jam was impossible.
If I were to wait until the dance was
concluded the later hours of the night
might indeed yield me"; somewhat
clearer passage, yet it was hardly
probabio that the house, used as I
knew it to be for a military prison,
would be left unguarded. , Besides,
such delay .must absolutely prevent
my getting beyond the Federal picket
lines before daybreak, and would
hence render valueless the news I
sought to bear to Lee.
I moved to the only window and
glanced out; it opened upon the back
of the house and presented a sheer
drop-to the ground. At the slight
noise of the moving sash a sentry
standing at the corner glanced up
suspiciously. Evidently each side of
the great building was abundantly pro
tected by patrols.
Something had to be attempted, and
at once. The room I was in bore un
questionable evidence of recent occu
pancy, and at any moment might be
re-entered. My searching eyes fell
upon the articles of clothing carelessly
folded over the chair-back. I picked
up the garments one by one end took
them out; they composed the new unl
form of a colonel of artillery, and
of Human Occupancy.
ere resplendent with bright red fac
ings and a profusion of gold braid.
With all my soul I loathed the thought
of disguise, and especially the hated
uniform of the enemy. It was re
pugnant to every instinct of my being,
and would certainly mean added
degradation and danger in the event
of capture.
Yet I saw no other way. Sheridan,
Brennan, Caton, the three who would
certainly recognize mo on sight, I was
assured were absent, although they
might return at any moment The
greater reason for haste, the less ex
cuse for delay. But if I should chance
to run foul of the rightful owner of
the garments amid that crush below,
and he should recognize them, what
then? I stood close beside the writ
ing-table as I revolved these consid
erations rapidly in mind, and my eye
chanced to fall upon an open paper
It was an official order, bearing date
a. 5 p. m. that same day, command
tng Colonel Culbertson to move his
battery at once down the Kendallville
pike, and report to Brigadier-General
Knowls for assignment to hl3 brigade
evidently the now dress uniform had
been carefully brushed and laid out
to be worn at the ball that evening;
tho sudden receipt of this order had
caused the owner to depart hastily in
his service dress, vigorously express-
ng his feeling3, no doubt, while his
servant, now enjoying liberty below
stairs, had neglected to pack up his
master's things.
This knowledge was the straw
which decided me; I would chance it
Hastily I drew on the rich blue and
red over my old gray, adding the dress
sword I had discovered in a closet,
and then, wondering curiously what
sort of figure I might cut in all these
fine habiliment3, sought a glance at
myself within a-mirror hanging upon
the bedroom wall. Faith! but it was
God's mercy that I did!
Such a face as grinned at rne from
tLat glass, peering over the high-cut,
decorated collar, would surely have
created a genuine sensation in those
rooms below. Serious as my situation
was, 1 laughed at the thought of it
ntll tears ran down my eneeks, leav
ng white Btreaks tho full length cf
hem; for no chimney-sweep in me
ill tide of his glorious: career was
?ver worse sooted and begrimed.
thoueht of the elegantly dressed
lieutenant and the blonde young lady
upon tne stairs surely they would
have supposed the very devil himsell
was coming down.
It took me nearly a. quarter of an
hour to get myself tolerably clean,
and I could not have done that had
I net used some grease that was upon
the stand. At the end, however. I
stepped back from the glass confident
that with good luck I should run the
gantlet eafely.
Just as I prepared to step forth a
new thought occurred to me who was
I? If questioned; as was highly prob
able, how could I account for mypres
ence? Who .should I pretend to be?
I turned over the mass of papers lying
before me on the table. They were
mostly accounts . and detailed orders
about which 1 cared nothing, but
finally my search was rewarded by
the discovery of a recent army list
I ran my eyes hastily down the artil
lery " assignments Barry, , Sommers,
Fitzmorris, Sloan, Reilly. Ah. there
at last was exactly what, I wanted
"Patrick L. Curran, Colonel Sixth
Ohio Light Artillery, McRobert's Di
vision, Thomas's Corps, assigned spe
cial service, staff Major-General , Hal
leck, Washington, D. C".
"Curran. Sixth Ohio" good; and the
other? I glanced again at the open
order. "Culbertson, Fourteenth Penn
sylvania." I would remember those
names, and with a Jaunty confidence
m my success, born of thorough
preparation, I stepped" to the open
door and strode forth into the bril
liantly lighted ball. Barring the single
accident of encountering a possible
acquaintance in the throng below, I
felt . fully capable of deceiving his
Satanic Majesty himself.
CHAPTER XV.
At the Staff Officers Bali.
- The young officer glanced up tastily
at sound of approaching footsteps, and
rose to his feet to permit of my pas
sace. IU wore the full dress uni
form of an artilleryman, and his evi
dent surprise at my presence made
me realize the necessity of addressing
him."
"Lieutenant." I asked courteously,
resting one hand easily upon the
balustrade, "could you inform me if
General Sheridan and those members
cf the staff who accompanied htm
down the lines this afternoon have
et returned?"
"They have not, sir." .
"Ah, I was in hopes they might
have arrived by this time.
I bowed to them both, and passed
slowly down the wide stairway, sev
eral couples rising as I drew near
to permit of my passage. The lower
hall was very comfortably filled witn
fisrures moving hero and there m con
verse, or occupying seats pressed
close against the walls. The greater
portion were attired in uniforms or
the various branches of service, yet
observed not a few civilian suits.
and a considerable number of women.
some wearing the neat dress of the
army nurse, others much more elabo
rately aUired daughters of the neigh
borhood, probably, with a sprinkling
of wives and sisters of the soldiery
Guards, leaning upon their muskets,
stood in statuesque poses on either
side of the main entiance, while the
wide archway, draped with flags, open
ine into the ballroom, revealed an
inspiring glimpse of swiftly revolving
figures in gay uniforms and flashing
skirts. Over all floated tne low.
swinging music of the band.
A fat, good-natured-looking man of
forty, an infantry major, but wearing
staff decorations, and evidently or-
ffciatlng in the capacity of floor-manager,
after whispering a word in the
ear of another of the saro kind beside
the ballroom door, hastily pushed his
way through the laughing throng di
rectly toward mt.
"Good-evening, Coionel," he Bald,
hewing deeply. "Your race is not
familiar to me, but you will permit me
to introduce myself Major Monsoon,
of General Sheridan's staff."
I accepted the fat, shapeless hand
he extended, and pressed it warmly.
'I was Just meditating a retreat,
Major, when you appeared," I replied
frankly. "For I fear my face is equal.
ly unknown to all others present, in
deed, I feel like a cat in a strange
garret, and hesitated to appear at all.
My only excuse for doing so was a
promise made Colonel Culbertson
previous to his being ordered out on
duty. I am Colonel Curran, of the
Sixth Ohio, but at present serving on
the staff of General Halleck at Wash
ington."
The Major's round, red face glowed
with welcome.
"Extremely pleased to meet you. In
deed," ho exclaimed eagerly, "and
you may be sure of a cordial greet
irg. Will you kindly step this way?"
As we slowly elbowed our way for
ward, all desire to escape from tne
ordeal fled, and I assumed the risks
of the masquerade with the reckless
audacity of my years. Before w
reached the Dallroom my conductcr.
his fat countenance fairly beamif-
with cordiality, had stopped at least
twenty times to present me to various
military titles, and I had accepted Irs
numerable invitations without In th
least knowing who gave them, cr
where they were to b fulfilled. FinaV
ly, however, we broke through th
massed ring, and succeeded in reach
ing the tall individual la spectacle
to whom the Major had spoKen previ
ous to seeking me, and I learced
through the introduction -which foV
lowed that. I was In the presence cf
nritradier-General Carlton, chiei t
staff.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Horrible!
What's the difference between aa
irishman frozen to death and a High
lander on a mountain peak? One H
kilt with the cold, the other cold with
he kilt Exchange.
J MAN doth safely rule but h
that hath learned to obey.
AKES WITHOUT MILK OR BUT-
TER.
Melt two-thirds of a cup of fat.
either lard, butterine, snowdrirt or
any odorless fat, with sufficient salt
to give it a flavor; add one cup oi
powdered sugar and two egg yolks
beaten thick and yellow. Then add
a half cup of water alternately with
Dne and a half cups of flour that uas
been sifted with two teaspoonful3 of
baking powder. - All measurements
are level and the flour should be sift
ed before measuring. Flavor to suit
the taste and fold in the wnites jusi
at the last.
One Egg Cake. Add a cup of sugar
to two tablespoonfuls of melted short
ening, an egg well beaten; add a cup
and a half of flour Bitted with two
tablespoonfuls of baking powder, add
ed alternately with a third of, a cup
of water. Flavor to taste. , Raisins
may be added, if desired, and it may
be baked in gem pans.
Spice Cake. Beat one egg light,
add half a cup of powdered sugar, one
tablespoonful of mixed spices, two
thirds of a cup of molasses and two
thirds of a cup of melted shortening
and beat together thoroughly; add
two and a half cups of flour sifted
with one teaspoonful of cream of tar
tar, adding a cup of water and a ta
blespoon of lemon juice. Bake in a
Blow oven.
Ginger Bread. This is a cake that
has been given several times, but it
is well worth repeating, for it Is cer
tainly the best of ginger, cakes :
Take a half cup of melted lard of
other shortening, a cup of sugar and a
cup of molasses, one egg well beaten,
three cups of flour and two teaspoon
fuls of soda dissolved in a cup of
boiling water added at the last Uss
a tablespoonful of ginger and a tea?
spoonful of cinnamon for the flavor
ing, and do not forget to add a little
salt.
Hot Water Cake. Beat two - eggs
with a scant cup of sugar until very
light; add a fourth of a teaspoonful
of salt, one-half a teaspoon of lemon
extract and a fourth of a cup of rap
idly boiling water, beating all lh
time. Quickly stir in one cup of flout
which has been sifted with a teaspoon
ful of baking powder. Bake in layers.
JMEBODY near you Is strug
gling alone
Over life's desert sand;
Faith, hope and courage together arf
gone;-
Reach him a helping hand.
SOUPS FROM PRESERVED MILK.
To a majority of people the use o
canned milk seems an extravagant ex
penditure, but when fresh milk is nol
obtainable, as it is not in many places
removed from civilization, 'condensed
milk is a wonderful boon, and th
number of dishes which may be pre
pared from such milk is legion.
For soups, when wishing a creameo
soup, the condensed milk is especlallj -
good. -
Fish Chowder. Salt water nsn, oi
salt fish freshened, or any fresh watei
fish makes delicious chowder. When
using fresh fish, clean and remove the
hard fins and bones, simmer the bone!
In water to cover, and cut the fish is
two-inch pieces. Cut a fourth of a cus
of salt pork In small dice and cook
until the fat is extracted; add a small
onion, chopped fine, and cook untii
yellow. Add two cups of sliced and
narboiled potatoes, the liquor in wmco
the bones have been cooked; add th
fish and ccok until the vegetables ana
fish are tender. Add a cup of con
densed milk diluted with a cup o
boiling water, a teaspoonful of tfaii
and a little paprika; turn into a sour,
tureen over a half a dozen crackers
More seasoning will have toe added
if the fish is fresh.
Cream of Corn Soup. Add a quatl
of water to a cup of condensed mill
and a half can of corn, cook togethei
until thoroughly hot; add a table
spoonful each or flour and butter cook
ed together, season with salt and pep
per and serve hot with croutons.
Cream of Tomato soup tress i
cup of cooked tomato through a siev
and heat; add a fourth of a cup ct
butter and flour cooked together.
When well mixed add a cup of con
densed milk diluted with a cup ci
water; cook .until boiling hot an
serve with buttered toast.
Anv vegetable, such as peas, aspara
gus, potato or celery with condense
milk diluted and a Dinamg oi noui
and butter added, makes very accept
able soup.
A Demonstration.
"It is wicked to follow the fashioi
to extremes." "Why. grandma, I an
surprised to hear you say so! Isn't M
right to walk the straight and narro-
way, and that's what you have to dt
If you wear hobble skirts."
Method.
Mrs. Hokus Why do you aggravati
your husband so?
Mrs. Pokus Oh. I always get him
good and mad before I ask ttra ti
heal the ruga. Puck.
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