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 L^ 1^^ "Md -ie*" » wide l)rlmaied hat. tSey^^^lMkedin fun. fi»^ '^inl grave BurpriJeb ;?iJuP Ti^e' nJ^eiSi^iSsStoof thine. ^Sly"°Jg«nncethe world be- tlS»Tch,S?5rft%^^S2" 'dutie-^^^i^oiigh -neath our tired {«*" ,«vUtooBhortfor iticrowdof OHes. ' the d»J^ " ,2. u8 tmawarea, fdo not *^° „" au too fleet. itnidJjlBfO'Sfiture day. Vr JS!SS^ iMt rosted key away pi w/Snru^a winged thing. fit whirl* »'°?»Vear8 »nd yean ago. "SSld^eTM baTeVaougttt that Time was u AVENGED: CALM AFTER STORM. CHAPTER VILâ€" (OoNXiNTJED.) ^„ Gordon is BtUl looking away the wivlat; graas and drooping L .,lf.abBorbed and dreamy .still, or r' Hi have noted the starUedlook and hlush with which her granddaughter iTtheae words fearing her coafuslon S be noticed, the latter aaya quick- ly mother and aunt Rosamond were g were they not ' .fJo, certainly not, child are you ling?" Lady Gordon asks, a little jdaliaed by the ignorance of the family 1„ thus displayed. "Your mother five years older than Rosamond itace came between them." Oh, 80 he did 1" Florence saya care- '"AnnC Rosamond was quite lone when mother was married, then " She was eighteen, and prettier than girl I ever saw. I can see her still she looked on her sister's weddlng- with her golden hair, her violet eyes, I giie wa3 your favorite, then, as Cres- la now," Mba Carmichael interrupts Jously. ' Sha waa every one's favorite, my dear was BO gentle and loving and good 'â€"L^dy Gjrdon's Up quiversâ€" ** my ^or and her virtues served her but llt- for when sbo disobeyed me I Qast â-  off, and never saw her again alive." 'What waa her sin 1" Florence asks Ith forced careleasness for conscience drawlc a pretty parallel between her 1 fltory and that of her unknown aunt. 'She 'fell in love,' as she calledit, with music teacherâ€" a young man named ighâ€" a gentleman by birth, as it turned but of course no match for her. He the impudence to ask me for her tdâ€" I have never forgiven him, Flor- ae 1" the old lady cries, her eyes ghtening and flashing over the angry enthesia " and, when I scornfully aUaed him, he persuaded my unfor- ate misguided child to choose between andâ€" ahe chose " And then r ' Then 1 never saw her again, I harden- Imy heart against her. I sent back her leta unopened, until she grew tired of tding them. Even the one I did read, Uch told me she was widowed, and left tthe wide world with a baby girl, did soften my inexorable purpose. Had I pleaded abject poverty, asked money 1 me, I should have given it but sha Inot. As she spoke of boarding in a ol, of providing for her baby, I con- ded that she had funds at her disposal, 1 so I let that last chance of escaping Ifelong remorse escape me too." 'Bat did neither my mother nor uncle btace plead for their outcast sister 1" |cence asks, with an indignation bom cret sympathy with the rebellions amend. ' Year mother was far away and in 7 delicate health, and Eustace was nduand even more bitterly indignant D I. For sixteen years we never meU' M Rosamond's name, and when we 1 at last break that proud silence she *»n8me only â€" remorse and forgive- B were alike in vain. Oh, I was ter- [ypanished,' the proud old woman ' with sudden passion " for I lost imy children at once 1 Eastace was Bdedln the lungs in a skirmish with Mliill tribe in Indiaâ€" a mortal wound; pe came home to die. "We brought Mere, hoping to the last that his nat- |w might cure hhn but it was not H »nd he knew it, and took the slow R as he met the swift buUetâ€" with IgUlant grace of a soldier. But to- ' â„¢iMthe grew very weak, and, ae delirium that came to him at night, r»UpitifuUy for Rosamondâ€" "baby F*! M he had been wont to call her pa child. At last he caUed me to ' and whispered so faintly that I could m«tfthewords- Jjother, forgive Rosamond and Uttle in,l ' ^?^^ namesake, you know, and te«\M before I die." 1 "i-n a breakbg heart I obeyed him, Iâ„¢ moments were numbered, and by wo^ V ^^^^^ ^036 his last look "Ki but even that were better than hTP „™^ Iwt prayer. So I wentâ€" Ik n^ death-bed of one chUd to 2^^v. ^^^^ of another; for ,,,?^ahad been dead for fourteen ^y.^^^%" tnniing her head abruptly ^dma^ J^°^"°« »»y» softlyâ€"" Poor ' ' ^^'«' dreadful for ,j^^micle Eustace could you; have your unele Sastaea Then «ren Fioroice Oi ' -»« who la not a partioalaily utmdti^t jorn^ lady, qoaationa her no man aha would like much to pursue her inq(iiriM» for than ia an aggravating diserepaney batwMn facts aa heca told and faeta aa ahe kaowa tiiem, that ahe longs to aeeMDonntedlor. ' Oreaslda was eartatn^ not with her when she fe'-ched me from the ooiiTent at Parla two years ago," muMa Ifisa Flor- ence ** ai^ undo Eastaee was as eartafai- ly dead. Thier^'a a year wrong some- where, and I cannot aak her any more queatlona she looka auoh a wretehed old ghoat whenever ahe divea into that much troubled past of hers. I know. 111 ask Frank â€" Creaaidaand he are alwqra knock- ing their heada tc^ther â€" I dare aay ahe haa told him hw whole history 1" JnstasMtsa Osrmlohael teaches this stage in her meditotions, I«dy Gordon raiaes her head and says with reatored cahnn( i'Jf^J^^^' f^" through Lady i " (Setback to GJordonOroBB my ' Where Is Oressida, I wtmder I have not seen her for some time." ** Off with Frank, of course," the girl answers, with a blithe little laugh. ** They have gone for a stroll, and, If they dont get lost like babes in the wood, will be back in time for tea. Oressida Invited me to accompany theaa, bat Frank looked not at all pleased at the Idea so, as the sun was hot, and I never did care for the picking of dairies, I obligingly stayed behind. Do you know, grandmother " Florence pauses with a malicious smile at the startled look on Lady Gordon's face. " Do I know what, child V ' That hearts have been lost and won since we came to Gordon Cross thao Miss Oressida Leigh may become Mrs. Francis Carmichael whenever she chooses to speak the important word 1 Grandma- ma, whatiaitr She may well ask the question, for Lady Gordon, the tranquil, self-possessed old lady, whoae movements' as a rule are regulated by a kind of courtly clockwork, so leisurely, elegant, and easy are they, has risen now with startling abruptness, and pushed her pretty work-table so violently aside that lb has fallen to the ground, and all its sliver and satin fittings are rolling down the verandah steps and out over the lawn faster than the kneel- ing Florence can pursue them. ' What was it startled you the girl asks, looking up curiously from her tiuik. "Not my foolish joke, surely!' "It! was foolish, very follish!" Lady Gordon repeats severely, though there comes something of relief into her look. " Do not let me hear you indulge in such ill-bred jesting again " Florence stares for a moment, as though she could hardly believe her ears. Then she colours, tosses her saucy head, and walks away highly offended by the rebuke. ** Cross, unreasonable old thing " she grumbles, as she mounts the broad stairs and makes her way to her own pretty room. ' I don't wonder poor aunt Rosa- mond ran away any girl of spirit would, when she found the string drawn so tightly I do not count Orewida she's too meek and mournful for me, though Frank seems to find that sort of thing attractive. What a rage ahe waa in at thought of their flurting even 1 Well â€" we shall see to what we shall aee I sup- pose she thinks she is to arrange every one's wedding, and loye la to go for nothing at aU. Ab 1" There Is a dgnificant commentary on Miaa Oarmichael's words and the vanity of earthly wishes, as exemplified by those with which she credits her grandmother, in t^e haste with which she unlocks a pretty Uttle inlaid cabinet and draws from it a photograph and letter. The picture she looks at with a sort of rapture, kisses vehemently, and replaces In the box the letter she reads with heightened colour and brilliantly spark- ling eyes. " My most beautiful Florence," it runs, â€" ' They think to separate us but'their efforts are and always will be vain, while you are true to yourgenerous promise and and to the man who so madly loves you. I have followed you to England, my queen, have mocked at all the watery waste they place between us, andam here again at your feet. Do you mock for my sake at the tyranny of the brother so in- solent to the man who needs must wor- ship you whUe he lives, and evade the grandmother who has forgotten love and youth, and steal to the park -gate to meet and bless once more with a I^d word and lookâ€" youa lover " Foolish, reckleas Florence presses her red lips on the dosing words, tho^ seta them in the firmnen of a stem resolve. " I will meet him," she aaya, with sparkling eyes and wildly-throbbing heart " taj king, my handsome, noUe lover l Let them deapise him and oondemn me If they willâ€" I cannot help thatâ€" I must bo true to him and myself. They wiU learn perhaps, as grandmother did, how hard and cruel they have been, when It la too Ute." Poor Lady Gordon If, in teUing the painful story of Rosamond Lei^^'i Btax- rlase, she haa hoped to warn her grand- AUd from the rock of diaobwUence on which her daughter had been so hopeless- ly wrecked, she wlU t*"^^,,*!***!!^ for Florence reads the allegory it containa in quite » different f Mhlon 1 The warn- ing la to hard hearted and oMuratopaj. eSa, ahe thlnka, not to raahand head- â- trong lovers. So. fortified rather than ahaken in bsr resolution, ahe -teab out to meet the Sn wtohaa dazaled ^^JOtm^If^ "jj made her fi««V «»' «*« ^* n»an of whom ahe knowa noAtog but thathbcala â-¼Â«rl«MMtoMie MidWi yfOM dangerooilyioRMdiweet. tooklrt ne^sof Wn yoi tak bdiere thati neve* dreamed ^tiibr ji'^^jL'!? *»««^»» •«•« to Ore*. BUaapittfiiliyaaaiaat appoaL The gU atanda, laU and ahadowy in her awaepbg while draas, ust aa ahe haa liaen from tS plaoo, against whioh har «"»rnniiTn atm Helaa tan, dark-halrad. fraak-faoed young man, by no maana haadausM, but Teiy phw m nt to looknpw Ina ganeml way,thoaghnowhia hranaed faoe looka a little hard and grim. She ia reiy pale, the aofk white draas that hancB in atataaaque folda around the Blender figure ia nol moire oolouilem than the lovely grieved Caoe but Oiesaida haa mora than fulfilled the promiae of her gidhood, aod oven in her pieaent diatreaa and dismay aha la undeniably beautiful. The two yeaoi that have ebpaed ainee that terriUe night in Paria, when ahe paased Uterally through the jawa of death into a new and a hapidae life than die had ever known, have ripened and per- fected that which waa fair enough before and Miss Leiffhâ€" or Miss Leigh-Gordon, as her grandmother prefera tiut ahe should be calledâ€" la the acknowledged beauty of the oonntry-dde. But, beautiful and courted as she Is, she goes very little into sodety. The dark atory of her past life ahadowa her present and her future too terribly for that, and those who admire her beauty most dedare there la a frosty reserve, a chill sadnew, that aets all thought of love or manriage absolutdy aside, aa though she were some exquidte statue â€" aGhdatea whom no Pygmallion could warm into human love. And she is well content that It should be so young and fair aa she is, a life of passionless peace lathe best she can look forward to. To her own heart and conscience she is still a irife, though her traitor husband has grown loathsome to her, and she knows that the law declines to recognise her claim. And she sludnks form even the semblance of flirtation, or the light gossip that might link her name with any man's, as from a deadly sin so it chances that, while allmen a^ire her, not one has come so near as to speak Us own love, or beg for hers. And, if Cres- sida's heart is empty and cold, her con- science is at ease â€" or has been until to-day. But to-day â€" to-day the earth has seem- ed to open at her feet, and, as by a lightning flush, she sees the abyss upon the verge of which she is standing. Frank Carmichael loves heir â€" has asked her to marry him. Oh, that she had told him alii The horror and shame of the moment are almost more than she can bear. A knife-like pain transflxes her heart. And yet â€" ^Is it only pain, only remorse and humiliation, that dizzy tluill, or is there a wild, wicked ecstasy, a rapture that no fear and shame can kUl, that wakes the cold heart to aching life? The doubt, the self -distrust is worse than all the rest to proud, pure Oressida, who .is only the prouder and purer because she bears so heavy a burden of undeserved disgrace. " Oh, no, Frank 1" she cries, rising abruptly from her seat at the phmo, and facing mm, with such horror in her start- led eyes and pale face that he comes to a sudden pause in his fervent pleading. " Ton must not, Frank it is wrong â€" wicked â€" ^indeed it cannot be 1" Fo a moment he looks at her with a dismay that, if he were less traglcdly In earnest, would be almost comic to look upon. Sur ly never since the world be- gan had dedturation of lo re been received In such a fashion. She might not love, she might not even like him, though Francis Carmichael, by no means a vain man, can hardly bring himself to credit this but what can there be that is either ' wT^ng" or "wicked" in his words? But, as he looks at that pale exquidte face and re»ds the pain and distress so plainly written there, the truth comes dowly but surely home. In some inde- finable way he knowa that a terrible truth underliea her wild words, that he has em- barked all the hopes of hia manhood Ina venture that is destined so inevitable shipwreck. "Is it true Cremlda?" he exdaima, catching the two cold trembling handa within his own, and searching her pale face with eager hungry eyes. "Tell me at once I "^ur are not jeatlng; it is all truel" Tiie girl's heart achea to hear how keen pain has sharpened the full manly voice that waa wont to ring out with ao cheery a sound. She droops her golden head and answers with a humility that would Burpxise those who call Miu Leigh- Gordon **BO oold and proud"â€" "It is all true. Oh, Frank, forgive me 1" "There is a barrier between us T' ** There is a barrier between us," she repeats mechanically, jg;azhiig up at him with dim misty eyea. **Te8, a barrier that can never be removed." Hia face changes then so suddenly that she springs forward and lays one hand upon his imst, with lihe pleading passion- ate sry-^ „ "Fnmk-^ear, dmr Frank, forgive me 1 I never knew, I nevw guesaed." HsUfts hia head, and, though the pain lingers, and a gray pallor haa crept over the healtiiy bronze of hia aUn, all the angry scorn that bo huirt her haa vanldied bom the kfaid and ftank blue eyes. "Foq^ive yoni" he Mhoaa gently. " Nay, rather forgive n^ ownyegloua vanity, eouslnOreoida. Ifoigotlwaaa eouafai, and ao entitled to privibgaa tlut turiMd my foolidi head. When I aaw that you, ao odd and dialMrtioaU odien, wereUndand fiankleme, Ithow^^- no matter what I tbM^lH-Ihe iMiU waa aMa^ofva. Sono* loijkm widtaand ffigK*«««^ OiBBriila iirnir WeAajUb^ F»^ lUJJIL fiiands aUU, frienda wwaya, I hi^pe j.' *W f-^wWtit ♦de^aWy «ieoei art i mfT al^a arnBe:^** aenm day I hope to exlnid thai MMdaUp to the lukf iaDow who haa won your lov«.** r^« :»^-«^iL;^ Bar lips qdvar for a moment than tha taaia raah blindly to her ^yea, mid the good bnve faoe aha haa laamad to know ao wettia blotted froea bar gaaa. How good he ia, how ganeroaa, how trae and loyal a ventleman i How aafe and happy her life might have been if only they had met before 1 The thonglift hnaka from her in a UtHe of ex- -^ our d no an la no me as " Oh, atay," ahe aaya imploilnfl^, •• do not go Uke that I Atlaaat I owe it to yon to tell the whde truth, and however muoh it eoata, however mudi you mw blame and aeom me, you ahall hoKlt aU." He oomes bade but there is a look of trouble and rductance on hia frank f «e«, as though ha doubted the wftidom of yielding to her irish. "I am here, Orearida," he gently ** but there ia no need planation, dear. I fully understa IdndnesB to me was Undneas only way trenching on the rights oft you love." " The man I love V she repeats, her great brown eyea flaahing with fierce be- wildering scorn. "^«re la |nu such man. Bislleve me, ramk, there man on earth one half so dear to you!" The douda pass swiftly from Us face, which Ib lllnmlned with a sudden sun- shine. **My darling, then there is no barrier that can withatand my love 1" he cries exultantly, and would draw ibo dender form within his strong arms; but she shrinks from Us touch, and something in her steadfast look once more chUls and disconcerts him. The joy of Us face finds no reflection in hers, which is vei^ wUte, almost stem in its set gravity. It is not the fiuse of a girl hearing and ana wering a declaration of love, but of a woman passing through a mighty struggle, in wUch all her powers of nerve and will are teated to the utter- most, of a proud woman passing through the valley of humiliation and diame. Frauds Carmichael watches that sUent struggle wltJi hot and angry eyes. Then, manlike, he feels thathe can bearanytUng but suspense, and can bear that no longer â€" bo breaks the painful silence with the impatient cry â€" "Cresdda, are you mocking â€" are you playing with me For Heaven's sdce, speak, or let me go 1" " Walt 1"â€" she lays one hand on the tall chair-baok to steady herself for the final effort, and presses the other just above her^ heart to still its painful throb- blag. Then she goes on quietlyâ€" "Frank, do you remember bdng in Paris with Lady Gtordon and Florence, two years ago this summer i" " Of course 1 I came to fetch Florence from her convent, and take her over to the Govemor. But what has that to do with us, with this present question V " Wdt 1" she pries again, almost Im- ploringly. "Do you remember the night btfore you and Florence left You were on the river and â€" ' And was lucky enough to pick up some ui^ppy girl who hiul thrown her- self into it 1 I don't know how you heard the story but it is true enough. She had a narrow escape, whoever she was poor soul 1" He speaks absently, half forgetting the irrelevance of the question and the smarting pain of the moment in the buri- ed memories her words awake. " Did you ever learn who she was â€" ever know anything of the life you saved?" ** Never. We went off the next mom- hag, you know I had no time to make inquiries they took the poor thing to some home for English girls, and Lady Gordonpromlsed to visit the place, and, if it was a deserving case, to try to help her. I suppose it was not, as she never mentioned die matter again but-^' â€" C^ooA Heavens, Cresdda" â€" ^his look and changing with dectrlo audden- â- " why do you aak these queatlona 1 What was ^t girl to you " " Much 1"â€" her tacela absolutdyoolour- leas, her eyes are Uack with pain. " It was my life you saved, Frank I waa that forlorn and wretdied |^" For a moment there ia nothing but blankeat InaeduU^y inFrankCsrmlehad's face. By not the wlldeat freak of the i^ttgi^ft^^jnn oan he reeondle the two fig- urea preaented to hia thoughtsâ€" Lachf Gordon'a beautiful, statdy grandchild. Us own proud and p^re cousin, and the deapMate hunted oceature who had dared aU the myatio terrora of eternity in her despair of life, and, but for him, would have ended aU her eartUy woea in the dark waters of the Sdne. No, it is impossibleâ€" dearly, hopdeasly impoBuble and yet, even as he negativea the idea deddvdy, there cornea to him a swift remembcuiiBe of the cold wet ce that lay upon his breast, and the long dripping hair of pdeat gold that fell acroas his arma two yean ago. And, with a pain ao sharp that it almoat atops his bteadi, the truidi eomea home to him at laat. The ce he looked upon in the Paria moonlight with no more than a passing human j/ity for the ymmg life ao terribly marred, the face he looks upon now with a mortal agony in his Und frank eyea, are one and the same. What, then, is the terrible secret in Creaalda Leigh-Gordon'alife? (to bs ooimHvnD.) Napoleon, Hidi., haa a poatmbtreas of tiie Ukid that requirca vary eai^ if ling on thn.part of an opponent to ootiganaEal her. Knowing she had to go, ahe daolpd out harpreaumaWyauuBMifiil nrtjapeilliMr and him. ^?WW^f!W^WW. DnrlngthelMbthKeeveahpthe troops of thn Ikomiaion Ja the Northweat and ihU inaevenlnapeeta. ThaaaB adiana have been hoafly pwBolBg the Indk ana of Bxo Bbab's hand, who eeoaped ea at ward and northward from the neq^* borfaood of Fort Pitt, whOe the United Statea regulaia have been aa aaslduoaaty traeking the saTagea of GauOHZifo's band In their dreoitooa fli|^ firat north and then aouth and weat from the nelghbor- hoodofFort Apadie. In both oaaaa thn fugitives h«d been gnllly of horrible aft- rooitlaa,the Qree murders at Frag Lake being hardly leaa wanton in barbari^ than those committed by the Cniiriaahnaa ammg the Bine Moontalna and near Sil- ver Oitf. In both oampaignB the pursa- era have outnumbered the pursued. Gui- OKiKo's band ^ompriaed mly about IM persons, of whom 34 were wsnlors. Bio BAn.8 may have reached 500 In all, but probably he haa never had 800 gunain action. Gen. Mxddlbioh, en the other hand, has at least 1,800 men under hia orders, though a smaller number may have been on die aotud trail; while Gen. Obook, with hia scouting parties and hia garrisons stationed in the Mexican paasea, commands as many. Both these offioera have called to thdr aid bodies of friendly Indians, enlisted to hunt down the hoB« tiles uf thdr race. Unfortunatdy, the paralld muat be Sursued still furaier, in the discouraging uHl of success which has thus far attend- ed both the Ariaona campaign and that on the Saskatohewan. MxDDUXOff, after vigorous punult of the Indians, was baf • fl^ by a broad swamp, interposed b«f tween him and his enemy, and by almoat Impenetrable foreats. He returned to Fort Pitt with Us traiua and Gfatllng guns, although only for the purpoae of atarting out again after Bia Bkak on a more prom- iung road. In Ariaona the escape of Gek- ONiMO to Sonora Is admitted, dthough there, as in the Northwest, hostilitiea may be revived by the voluntary return of the fugitive IncUaib for the purpose of plunder. While Middlbion has new plans for cutting off the repeat of Big Beab or intercepting him on his return, fresh forces have bMU summoned from Texas to dd in destroying Gebonimo, and Us fortune in Mexico is still unoertdn. On the whole, the Oanadians have more to brag of than our forces, for they began their campdgn by putting down the half breed rebelUon and completely vanquishing Pouitdmakeb. They have dso been fortunate in securing the Mif ety of many of Bia Bkak's captives. On the other hand, this cUef still holds some hos tages, whereas no citizens of Arizona were carried off by Gebonimo. Looking at the causes of the two Indian outbreaks, ve do not *trace them to any gro!S ill usage of the red men on either side. Gebonimo, in fac*:, had perhaps been treated with too great lenity. At dl events, he had no just cause for re- turning to the warpath. Bio Beab, we bdieve, wrote to Lieut. -Gov. Dewoney that he had taken up arms because hia tribe and kindred were doomed to be killed by the wUtes, and meanwhile were swindled by Gbvemment agents^ But whUe inveatigation may Bhow the latter chuge to Im true, Bia Beab had no reaaon for hia atrodoua murdera. Doubt- less among the fiercer Indians of the Northwest, as of the Southwest, a joy In war for the sheer sake of plunder and daughter wUl account most satisfactorily for bloody outbreaks Uke the present. â€" [N. T. fcun. Opening Vp of Asia. For the Immediate present there la no probabOity of war between Russia and Great Britain. Were hoatUites to break out the advantage of podtion would have been entirely on the side of the Musco- vites. When the inevitable war occurs it will be many miles nearer the frontier of India. The preparations for war wiU go on, even though there may be no fighting this year. The Russian raUway line that commences on the Oaapian Sea, wiU by next autumn be completed to the bordem of liie Afghdnstan. The tdegraph d- ready connecta Penjdeh with St. Peten- burg, and Centrd Asia swarms with Ros- siui soldiers. Aa a eonaequenoe, a new life has been infnaed into the apparently torpid populations of the elevated plateau wUA was the cradle of the great Aryan race. TheTusoomanB and o*ihw inhab- itanta of the Khanatea have become recon- dled to thdr Rusabn oonqueron becauae of the proaperity that haa come to them by the inerMsed trade of aU Centrd Asb. The Russian armtoa caU for the grain and cattle of the countiT, prices have risen, and there is a marvelous activity in aU the ehannda of trade* Teach Children to Sydm. The necesdtiy of having cUldren taught to Bwim can not be too atrongly imprewed upon the minds of mothers. There ia sura to be a time when the knowlet^ wUl be of important awvice. A cUld may begin at six yean of age. The mo- tions are very eadly taught. A swim- ming school Ib, of course, the most con- venient place in which to learn. If, how- ever^ tlw child ia taught in stiU water with a rope fastened about the waist and secured to a post or some object on term firma, thore is no danger even in deep water. A life-preserver gives a feeling of security to the timid be^nner. There are few Gbrman diUdren who can not swim. Pmsdan aolcUem have to learn Bwimming as fnrt of their military train- ing. At a Tuy moderate eatinmte, $11,372,- 000 a y«r ia saved hr leading American new apap em throogh their fBUure to accept beta oflbrftd about thebr drsolation. :il:-'iJl i I!- ty If 111 1 1! :.r." h3 nl fit v'ti â- ' I t IHFS 1 ',â- â- " .-* "m