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The affair haviog died out Mateo marâ€" ried. His wife had brought him t first three daughters (to his great rage,) and finally a son, whomhe named Fortunato. He was the hope of the family,the heir to his name. The girls were all married; the father could reckon, when needed, upon the daggers and carbines of his sonâ€"inâ€"law. The boy was only ten years old, but of promising character. One fine day in autumn Mateo went early with his wife to visit ove of his flocks in a clearing in the maquis. The little Fortunato desired to go with him, but the clearing was too far off, and, besides some one must rem»in to guard the house, So the fathar refused. He had been gone some hours and littla Fortunato was lying quietly in the sun, gazing at the blue mountains and thinking how he was going to dine next Sunday in the town with his unâ€" cle, when his meditations were suddenâ€" ly interrupted by a gunâ€"shot. He jumped up and turned toward the side of the plain whence proceeded this noise. At eighty paces distant a lighted canâ€" dle was placed behind a transparent papeér as large as a plate. He took aim, then the candle was extinguished, and, at the end of a mowent‘s time, in the wost utter darkness,he shot and pierced the paper three times out of four. Enâ€" dowed with such transcendent merit Falcone had ‘attained a great reputaâ€" tion. He was said to be as good a friend as he was a dangerous enemy, and, heâ€" sides being neighborly and charitable, he lived in peace with all the world, in the district of Porte Vecchio. His skill in shooting passed for someâ€" thing extraordinary, even in this counâ€" try, where there are‘so many good shots. For instance, Mateo would never shoot at a mouflon with a gan loaded with buckshbot, but at one hundred aod twenâ€" ty paces he would kill it by a ball in the head or shoulders, as he chuse. He used his gun as well at night as in the daytimeâ€"and they related the followâ€" ing evidence of his skill, which might appear incredible to one who has not travelled in Corsica. Mateo Falcome, when I was in Corâ€" sica lived about half a league from this maquis,. He was quite rich for that country, living ‘nob‘y,, in Corsican phrase, (that is to say without working himself# from the produce of his flocks, which the shepherds, a : kind of nomaâ€" dic race, pastured here and there in the monntains. When I saw him two years «fter the events I am about to relate, he appeared about 50 years old, at the most. Imagine a small but robust man, with crisp, curly hair, black as jet, an aquiline nose, thin lips, large bright eyes, and a akin of deep tan color. 1f you have_killed a manâ€"tly to the maguis of Porte Veechno, and you will live there in safety proviged with a good gun, powder and ballâ€"do not forâ€" get a _ brown cowled clouk, which will rerve as both mattress und covering. The shepherds will give you millk and cheese, and chestnuts,and y®u will have nothing to fear from justice or the reâ€" lations of the defunct, except when you will be obliged to go to the town to reâ€" new your ammunition. few years attain the height of seven or eight feet. lt is this kind of heavy undcrbrush that goes by the name of maquis. â€"[t is composed by different kinds of trees ani shrubs, mixed »ud confounded as the good God pleases, A man can only open a passage through it nxe in hand, and maquis have been known so thick und bashy that the mountnin sheep thetmselves cannot get through, ~ . f the fiames spread fartbekfithan is necessary, but then he is suja to. have a fine barvest, when he sows| his seed in this soil, fertilized by the\ ashes of the trees it once bore. The grnt:.reuped and carried away (for they l&ave the straw, which it wourd be troublesome to gather,) the old roots which have reâ€" mained in.the earth unconsumed by the fAames, shoot forth in the following <pring very thick branches, which in a As you leave Porte Vecchio, and go northvjest, torward the interior of Cor: sica, the land rises rapidly, and after three hours‘ travelling through winding paths, obstructed by huge rocks and ofâ€" tren cut by deep ravines, you find yourâ€" self on the edge of an extensive maquâ€" is. The maquis is the country of the Corsican shepherds and of those who re at enmity with justice. You must know that the Corsican laborer in orâ€" der to spare himself the trouble of manâ€" uring Ins fields,sets fire to m certain exâ€" sent of wooded land.So much the worse "HOUSE OF A TRAITOR. wes.an id I ter a vigorons defsnes he had succeedâ€" l‘ed in making good his retreat, botly ‘ pursued and firing from rock to rock. But he was notifar in advance of the o l soldiers, and his wound made it imposâ€" r. | sible for him to reach the maquis before er | being gaught. _ _ _ ‘Do you know, you little scoundrel, that I can take you away to Corte or Bastia ;that I can put you in a dunâ€" geon on straw, with chaing on your ankles, and I will have you guillotined if you do not tell me where Giannetto Sanperio is P _ _ . The boy burst out laughing at this absurd threat, and ted : ‘M % er is Mateo 'l:.l.‘er," * 7 h . *Adjutant,‘ said one of‘tb;‘ fre is m lone Wae,thewere of qusrreling ‘You think, then, my cousin, that your guns make a great noise!> My father‘s carbine makes a much louder one.‘ ‘May the devil confound you. I am very sure you have seen Giannetto.Perâ€" haps you have hidden him _ Comrades go into the house and see if our man is not there. He was dragging along on one foot, and he knows two much, the rogue, to try and reach the maquis limping in that manner. Besides, the marks of blood stop here.‘ ‘And what will papa say,‘ asked Forâ€" tunsato, ‘when he knows people have entered his house when he was abâ€" sent? ‘Rascal !‘ said the adjutant, seizing him by the ear, ‘do you know that I can make you sing anotber tune? After I have given you twenty blows with the flat of a sword you will speak.‘ ‘My father is Meteo Falcone,‘saidForâ€" tunato, with empashis, ‘Can one see all passers by when one is asleep ?" â€" ‘This morning M. le Cure rode by our door on his horse. Piero. He asked me_liow papa was, and I told himâ€"‘ ‘Ha ! little villan ; you are playing the rogue, Tell me quickly which way Giannetto went, for it is he I am after, and I am ‘certain he‘took this path.‘ ‘Who knows ? ‘Who knows?‘ roared the adjutant ; ‘I know that you have seen him.‘ ‘You were not asleep, you goodâ€"forâ€" nothing little wretch ; the‘ gunshots must have wakened you.‘ ‘A man with a black pointed cap and a veet embroidered with red and yelâ€" low ? ‘Yes,yes !â€"answer quickly and don‘t repeat my questions.‘ ‘That will come by and by.â€" But have you not seen a man pass here? Tell me,‘ ‘Have I seen a man pass ?‘ ‘Yen ;§a man with a pointed cap of black velvet, and a vest embroidered with red and yellow.‘ ‘Oh! I am not as big as you, my cousin,‘ said the child with an air of simplicity. | â€" ‘How do you do, little cousin? said he , smiling to Fortunato. *How you have grown !Have you seen a man pass here lately ? , A few‘moments after six men in brownfuniforms, with yeliow collars,and commanded by an adjutant, were beâ€" fore Mateo‘s door. The adjutant was a distant relative of Falcone. He was called Tneodore Gambs,an active man, much feared by the outlaws, of whom he had already captured several. Then he made a gaeat hole in a heap of straw, or hay, near the house, Gianâ€" netto crawled in, and the child coverâ€" ed him up so as to allow him a little air to breathe, without it being possible to suspect, at a casual glance, that this heap of hay could hide a man. Moréâ€" over, with a cunningingenuity, worthy of a savage, he caught a cat and her kittens, and pluced them on top of the straw, as if it had not been moved for some time. â€" Finally, noticing traces of blood on the path, he covered them up with dust,and then calmly lay down again in the sun. ‘Tne outlaw fumbled in a leathern pocket, which hung from his belt, ana drew from it a fiveâ€"fring piece, which he had doubtles saved for the purchase of powderâ€" â€" Fortunatosmiled at the sight of the money, and, seizing it,said to Giannetto : ‘Fear nothing. I will hide you well?" _ ‘You are not Mateo Falcone‘s son. Will you ler me be arrested before the door uf your house ?‘ f The child appeared moved with comâ€" passion,. ‘What wili you give me if I hide you? said he, drawing newrer, ‘Wait! Cuarses on you ! They will be here in five minutes. Come ! hide me ov I will kill you.‘ Fortunato replied, with the greatest of coolness : * ‘Y our gun is not loaded,and there are no more cartridges in your belt.‘ _ ‘I have my stilettoâ€"‘ ‘But can you run as fast as I can ? and the boy darted of and placed bimâ€" self out of the bandit‘s reach. He approsched Fortunato and said to bim : Y ou are the son cf Mateo F.lcone?‘ *Yes,‘ said the boy. ‘I am Giannetto Sanpicro. The solâ€" diers are after me. Hide me, for I can go uo further.‘ ‘And what will my fither say if I bide you without his permission P‘ ‘HMe will say you huve done well.‘ ‘Who knows P ‘Hide me quickly ; they are coming.‘ ‘Wait until my f«ther comes back.‘ raERt 0O e Waterlcoo County CJ It was not long before a man coverâ€" ed with blood, poinard in hand,crawled out, but,as he tried to rise to his feet, his wounded thigh would not allow him to stand erect.: He fell, and the adjuâ€" tant threw bidiself upon him,and seized his stiletto, ‘and he was soon securely tied, despite his struggles. Lying on ‘the mnd bound > up like a faggot, Gi turned his head toâ€" Fortunato raised his left hand slowâ€" ly, and pointed with kis thumb over his left shoulder at the heap of straw. The adjutant instantly understood his gesture, He let go the end of the chain and Fortunato felt himself sole possesâ€" sor of the watch. He arose with the agility of a deer, and ran a few steps from the head of bay, which the solâ€" diers immediately commmenced to overâ€" turn. _As he spoke he held the watch nearâ€" er, so that it almost touched thefchild‘s face. Fortnnato showed plainly in his face the struggle in his soul between covetousness and the respect due to hospitality. His naked breast heaved violently,and he seemed half suffocated. However, the watch continued to turn and twist about, and sometimes struck the end of his nose. Finally little by little,his right hand rose slowly toward the watch,the ends of his fingers touchâ€" ed it, and he felt its weight before the adjutant dropped the end of the chain. The dialâ€"plate was skyâ€"blue, the case newly po!‘i’shed, and in the sun it shone like fire. ‘The temptation was too strong. ‘May I loose my epaulettes !‘ cried the acjutant, ‘if I do not give you this watch, provided you do as I ask, My men ere witnesses,and I cannot retract my promise,‘ Fortunato smiled incredulously, and fixing his black eyes on those of the adjutant, he tried to read there how much to believe of what ha said. However, the adjutant seemed sinâ€" cere in offering the watch. Fortunato did not stretch out his band, but said, with a bitterâ€" smile : ‘Why do you joke with me ? ‘By heaven ! T am not joking; only tell me where Giannetto is, and the watch is yours.‘ ‘Fortunato glancing at the watch from the corner of his eye, resemmabled a cat to whom you offer a chicken. As it feels you are joking, it dares not put its paw on the fowl, und from time to time turns away its eyes, so as not to yield to the temptation, but licks its chops every minute, and seems to say to its master,‘Your joke is a very cruel one !‘ _ The child sighed. ‘Well, do you want this watch, little cousin P > *Â¥4 ‘Would you be delighted to have a watch like that hanging from yourneck? You would wlk the streets of Porte Veech10 as proud as a pencock, and when people would ask you,‘ What o‘clock "‘then you could say look at my watch and find out *‘ The adjutant drew from his pocket a silver watch, worth about ten crowns, and observing that the eyes of the child sparkledas he looked at it,hesaid tohim, holding the watch dangling by its steel chain : ‘And I, my cousin, will give you a picce of advice, which is, if you wait much longer Giannetto will be in the maquis, and then it will need more than ore strong fellow like you to go and find bim.‘ ‘Little cousin,‘ said he, you seem a very wideâ€"awake fellow ; you‘ll make your mark ; but you are playing an ugâ€" ly game with me,and if I was not afraid of giving pain to my cousin Mateo,may the devil catch me ! but I would carry you off with me.‘ ‘Bah ! said the child. ‘But when my cousin Mateo returns I shall relate the whole affair to him,a nd he will whip you till the blood somes for having â€"lied to me.‘ ‘Renlly I‘ ‘You will seeâ€"but holdâ€"you are a fine boy, and I will give you someâ€" thing.‘ One of the latter approached the heap of straw, and he saw the cat, and carelessly thrust his buyonet into the straw, shrugging his sboulder as if he felt the precaution was ridiculous. Nothing stirred, and the child‘s face betrayed not the slightest emotion. The adjutant and his troop were in desprir. Already they looked seriously at the plan as if disposed to return whence they came, when their cbief, convinced that threats produced no impresion on Falcone‘s son, resolved to make a last effort, and try the e(fect of caresses and bribes. who had alrendy seurched the house. It was not a lengthy operation, for the cabin of a Corsican contains but & sinâ€" gle square room. . The furniture conâ€" sisting of » table, some benches,a shest or bwo, and hunting and cooking utenâ€" gils. Meanwhile, the boy played with the kittens, and seemed to take a maliâ€" cious joy in the evigent coufusion of his cousin and the soldiers. ‘Yes, but your uncle‘s son already has \_ They had reached the getachment by this time. Giannetto was already }yâ€" ing on the litter and ready to depart. (When he saw Mateo in (GGiamba‘s comâ€" pany be smiled strangely,then, turning hÂ¥s head toward the door of the house, the spat savagely on the sill, crying : ~â€" "The house of a traitor ! + . Oply a man who had resolved to die would have dared to use the word ‘traiâ€" tor‘ in connection with Falcone. A stab from a m,xw.ld.g'e* mediately e eigen o e M Athat of carrving s ‘Damnstiog ® said Mateo, in a thick husky voice. ‘The knave fought like a lion,‘ conâ€" tinued the adjutant, somewhat mortiâ€" fied ; ‘he killed two of my men,and not content with that,broke Corporal Charâ€" don‘s armâ€"but that is no great harm he is only « Frenchman. Afterward be was hidden so finely that the devil himself could not have found him. I should nezer have discovered him had it not been for my little cousin, Fortuâ€" nanto.‘ ‘Fortunato !‘ exclaimed Mateo. ‘Fortunato,‘ said Gamba ; ‘yes, Gianâ€" netto was hidden under that heap of straw yonder. But my little cousin showed me his hiding place. So that I will tell his uncle in town, and he can send him a,fine present for his trouble. And h‘s name and yours will appear in the report that I shall send to the atâ€" torneyâ€"general,‘ ‘God be praised,‘ cried Giuseppa, ‘he stole a milch goat from us last week. These words rejoiced Gamba. *Poor devil,‘ said Mateo, ‘he was hunâ€" gry‘ * ‘Good»â€"day, comrade,‘ said the adjuâ€" tant holding out his hand ; ‘it is a long time since I last saw you.‘ ‘Goodâ€"day, comaade !‘ ‘I came to say howâ€"4oâ€"you do, as I passed,to you and my good cousin Pepa. We have made a long journey toâ€"day, but we have made a famous capture. We have just seized Giannetto Sanâ€" piero.‘. Mateo, without replying, had stopped and, while the other spoke, slowly raisâ€" ed the barrel of his gun, so that it pointed to the sky at the instant the adjutant reached him. ‘Ab, my brave comrade,‘ cried be, ‘how goes it? It is I Gambe, your cousin,‘ On the other side of the field the adâ€" jutant was much troubled at seeing Mateo advance in this manner, with measured steps, gun in hand, and his finger on the trigger. ‘If, perchance,‘ thought he,‘Mateo should be & relative of Giannetto,or his friend,and he wishâ€" ed to defend him, the contents of his two guns could reaeh us, one after the other as sure as a letter by the post, if he aimed at me, notwithstanding our relationship.‘ In this perplexity he took & brave resolution to advance alone toâ€" wards Mateo, and relate the"whole : fâ€" fair to him, accosting him as an old friend ; but the short distance that sepâ€" arated him trom Mateo seemed terribly long. She obeyed immediately. He gave her the gun from his shoulder belt, which might cramp his movements. H»e then loaded the one he.held, and adâ€" vanced slowly toward his house, skirtâ€" iag the trees which bordered the road, ready, at the least hostile demonstraâ€" tion of the soldiers to throw himself beâ€" hind the largest trunk, whence h â€" could tire under shelter. His wife followed in his tracks, holding the spare gun and its cartridge boxâ€"â€"the business of 1 good housewife is to load her husband‘s gun in case of a combat. ‘Wife,‘ said he to Giuseppa,‘put down your sack and be ready.‘ As he caught sight of the soldiers his first idea was that they came to arâ€" reâ€"t him. Buat why ? FHad Mateo any trouble with the Iaw? No; he enjoyâ€" ed a good reputation, but he was also a Corsi:zan and a mountaineser, and there are few such who, in searching their memory, can not recall some peceadil los, such‘as gunâ€"shots, dagger thrusts, and other Iike trifles. Mateo, mor» than the most of men, had a cleir cou science in this respect, for more than ten years he had aimed his gun «t no man. But he was, however,prudent,and he took a position to wmake a brave deâ€" fence if nesessary. While the soidiers were employed, some in making a kind of litter out of branches, and the others in dreesing Giannetto‘s wound, Mates Falcope and his wife suddenly appeared at the turn of the path which led to the muquis. The woman walked slowly benaing painfully under the weight of amenorâ€" mouas sack of chestnuts, while her husâ€" band strolled by her side,carrying only his two guns, one in his hand and the other in his shoulder belt, for it is unâ€" worthy of a Corsican to carry any burâ€" den but his arms. *You ran‘quicker than a squirrel n while ago,‘ replied the cruel conqueror; ‘but be easy ; I am so glad to have caught you that I could carry you for a league on my back without fatigue. As for the rest comrade, we will make you & litter out of some branches and your cloak, and ut Crespole‘s farm we shall find horâ€"es.‘ + *All right,‘ said the prisoner, ‘put alâ€" soa little straw on the litter that I may lie easier,‘ you will be forced to carry me to the: a bowl of milk, which he offâ€"red t the town.‘" P | prisoner, his head henging down. *You ran‘quicker than a squirrel a| (Away, cur|‘ cried the outlnw, to while ago,‘ replied the cruel conqueror; ‘him. Then, turning to one of the ‘tbut be easy ; I am so glad to bave | gu«rds, ‘Comrade,‘ said he, ‘give me a caught you that I could carry you for drink.‘ dred schoolmasters,‘ said George Herâ€" bert, Men are what their mothers make thein. But if the mothers are peevish and irritable,through irreguiarâ€" ities, ‘female weakness,‘ and kindred ailments,they find no pleasure,no beauâ€" ty in the care of their babes. All effort is torture. Let all such, who feel weighed to the earth with ‘weakness‘ peculiar to theirsex, try Dr. QI:ierce‘s Favorite Prescription. They will find the little ones lPdelight instead of a Without casting a glance at the body Mateo took his way back to the house to get a spade to dig a grave. He had gone but a few steps when he met Giuâ€" seppa, who was running toward h m, alarmed at the noise of the shot. , ‘What have you done ? she shrieked. ‘Justice !‘ I ‘Where is he P ‘In the ravine. I am going to bury hico. He died like a Christian. I m .de him recite his prayers. God rest his soul ‘â€"San Francisso Argonaut. The child made a desparate effort to rise and embrace bis father‘s knees, but it was too late ; Mateo fired, and Forâ€" tunato fell stone dead. He was still speakingâ€"Mateo raised his gun apd took aim, saying, â€" *May God pardon you !‘ ‘Repeat them.‘ The child finished the litany in a sinking voice ‘Have you finished,‘ ‘Oh ! my father, forgive me. Mercy / I will never do it any more. T will beg my cousin, the adjutant,so hard he will release Giapnetto.‘ ‘My father, I also know the ‘(Ave Marie,‘ and the litany my aunt taught 2lody yoOut prayers, said ralicone. | un iia‘. since is departure t ‘My fatber, my father, do not kill | stonian [sish policy mstead of me " | help to the Liberal party haâ€" ‘Say your prayers,‘ repeated Metoe | into somwething perilously like in a voice which made the child‘s flesh | barrassment _ The Lords wou! creep. . | have axted in the way that t The child, sobbing and stammering, ‘l done had he been svll in c repeated the ‘Pater Noster‘ and the | As ho liss gone they take heat ‘Credo.‘ At the end of each prayer | us they please and carry their the stern father repeated ‘Amen.‘ | of lindlords‘ rights to bunt ‘Are those all the prayers you know!"" | feudal extremes, which wou Bflk?d he. i ]l:l\t,‘ 2;#44', \e;]{l;rml on before ‘My fatbher, I also know the ‘Ava|vears. The child, sobbing and stammering, repeated the ‘Pater Noster‘ and the ‘Credo.‘ At the end of each prayer the stern father repeated ‘Amen.‘ ‘Fortunato,‘ said he, ‘stand yonder near that great stone.‘ Meanwhile Falcone walked down the path some 200 paces, and stopped on reaching & ravine. He sounded the earth, and found it soft and easy for digging. The spot appeared a favorable one. _ > The child obeyed, and fell on his knees ‘Saqg your prayers,‘ said Falcone. ‘My fatber, my father, do not kill The mother embraced her son and entered the house weeping ; throwing herself on her knees before an image of the Virgin she prayed fervently. ‘Leave me,‘ said Mateo, ‘I am his father. ‘He is your son,‘ said she, in a tremâ€" bling voice, fixing her black eyes on those of her husband,as if to read there what was passing in his soul. Giuseppa ran after Mateo and seize bis arm. ‘Who gave you that watch " she askâ€" 1 ed in a severe tone. | ‘My cousin, the adjutant.‘ I Falcone seized the watch,and throw | ing it violently agâ€"inst a stone broken | it into a thousand pieces. i | ‘Woman,‘ said he, ‘is this my child " f Tne brown cheeks of Giuseppa turnâ€"| ed a vivid scarlet. ‘Have a care what | you say Metoc. Do you remember to ; whom you speak | _ Mothers. _ ‘One good mmother is worth The soldier harded him his sourd, and Giannetto drank the water civen him by 4« man with whom he Baa just exchanged shots. â€" Afterward he beegâ€" ed that they would tie his hands so that they were croseed his breast instend of having them bound behind his back. Giuseppa drew near. She bad just perceived the chain of the watch, on» end of which hung from Fortunato‘s shirt, ‘I like,‘ said he, ‘to lie at my ease.‘ They hastened to sstisfy him ; fhen the adjutant gave the signal for d(*hm tn:e, bade adieu to Mateo, who did not repiy and they descended with rapid stâ€"ps toward the plain. Ten â€"minutes passed before Mu‘co opened his mouth, The chiid reowed uneasily, sowetimes at his mother, then at his fatbher, who, leaning on his gun, looked at him with an expression of furious anger. ‘My father " cried the child, advarc ing, tears in his eyes, us if to throw himself at his knees. _ But Mateo cried, ‘Back " and he stopped, sobting and motionless, a few steps frem his father. 1+ meat [ [E sath America and a purse. T of the immatch were the be points and McGuire had i and Campbello 4, when : ceived a blow on the riz disabled him and MceGuire points to four. Philadelphia, Aug 1+.â€"Ma) MceGuire champion broad swo of the United States, ind N.R bello, champion of Canada met Winter Circus building last 1 armour an‘l on horsebâ€"ck in sword contest for the champiot Do you iave headache, d lo«s of appetize and other > ness? 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[illie gsuial Caint iJ l U cOUNTY The News County John Ktin!th was charge d tor McK «> dny, August the ofl ‘nce a The attitude C fact that lawyer be able to vead 1 without much di the question of | & sufficient hint intends _ carryi scheme for cnuen the legal mach: lature at tho This contempia be in the air courte of appeal printing of «pp unnecessary |! powere of coun ing interlocuto changes will iwi not entite‘y in 1Qev. J. U the Brrtish m ference | ®ALS ‘o‘. Cun\du to ference of the don. hie 2 ency t"-p TVCY. 22 of Woodstock pessor. ‘«Jim Smith, | as he pryfvrl‘s 1 pueenger agent Railway, hvndtu few days in Mo Smith, who ha populgr rail way of Awerica for who is brimmin and quaint shre for the followir el of corn a dist of whiskey whid goverl.lnwn geti raisged the corn ; way gets El, the the retailer gets gets drunk." 3 the back of all J conveys a a 19‘ of an omm with passe: station ros: injured, tw a closed rig bankmen : Wanger, a standing: } necessi‘ato the feet bhe Hengderso» 1y be lamed badly _ N MY”* ]“ £1 oadly tou y injur Chnd €801. 05 came fricht man who sells : who buye, and the poorer clase most directly in meximum of re of expenditure. eredit system to eause some emb Oor two but in tt ®would be benefi man who owe to jail any : five thouss cOS in London. sojourning 1 studving ~ vious to tw But no refor ery will be com in the division least, do away prison for debt. tlvtyftis employ under a mass of to plain Eoglis court judge eny for contempt power to put a cannot pay his in pl'i-on whe earning money and is kept the ©community. It would be 1 mess of the coun on a cash basis, are concerned a system is bad 81 T so visit t Rev. D. De â€"25th â€" years At the Afte y of the Cor and it is ru Fair as a Â¥0 C From ev. Dr \