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vnivn wueu tt aquatiy nnge, rea neaa ed, red shifted riverman with a week's red stubble, upou bla cheeks lurched
The Qlrl Shrank Against Her Compan- len and Clutehed His Arm.
out of a doorway ahead of tbem and atood snarling malevolently at O'Mam the girl shrank against her romimnlon and clutched hia arm. The red shlrted one fell to singing after tbey bad passed. A maudlin rendition of "Har rlgan. That's Me." followed them loag after tbey had rounded a corner. Steve looked down and smiled casually Into Barbara's wide and startled<«y«s.
"That's a river boss," he explained, "enjoying wbnt be considers a roaring good time. His name Is Harrlgan. He works on the Reserve company's cut. which we are to move In the spring, and whenever be has hnd a trifle more than enough he always sings that song He's willing to flght too, to prove that It was written espeolally for hlm!"
"He's not exactly a friend of yonrs. Is be?" she snid.
"Well, not exactly." Stove admitted "Not wben he ia In that frame of mind."
"Or In nny other." the girl persisted, and she glanced down at her hand, still lying upon tbe blue flannel sleeve. 'Did you know thnt your arm grew as lard as Iron for an instant? I never Knew tnai nny one s arm could grow as bard ns thnt. Aud is that the way you always prepare to receive yonr— friends?'
Steve colored n llttlo.
"I'prtinps I'm overcnutions." be re- pll(# •lint it has to be hard. It con¬ stitutes wlint ono of m.v meu. Joe Mor gnu. cmUs •accident insurance.'"
Then her fnce lls,'htod up again. Tbe delighted i)o[f of her head with which she greeted tbat nnme astonished thp man.
"Do you—wby, you must have heard of Joe!" he exclaimed.
"Joe Morgan." she laughed. " 'Fat Joe.' Isn't it? Aud of course I have beard of hlra. You don't realize It, but I know more aliout this East Coast work ai?d^and tlie men who ore do Ing It thnn I hnd any idea myself Why, I'll wager that you never knew, yourself, that he once wrote In to the offlcials insisting tbat the entry of his name on the files lie changed from 'Jot Morgan, cook.' to 'Joseph Morgan, as atotant to Chief O'Mara!' "
Steve's chuckle of appreciation was answer enough.
"I want to know Joe. please! Can't I meet him. Mr. O'Mara?"
But the (|uestton wn.s unnecessary Joe MorKon—Fat Joe to tlie river front and the construction stpiad—was ol- ready bustling hi their direction, even before Steve, with that slow gmile tuuu glng at his tips, hnd flnished assurhm ber that H was never necessary to •ammon Joe into the presence of an attractive member of the opposite sex He came witliout being called.
"Morning, chief," Fot Joo saluted. In tbat thin and reedy tenor which none but fat men have.
gteve managed the presentation with •xtreme punctility and left tbem Wben he retunied, almoat an hour Ut •r, be beard them both laughing long batotm be came Into view, and on tbe way back up tbe bill tbe girl detailed for htm mnch of bar conversation witb rat Joa.
"Wby ahoold tbere be any—any ele- awnt of personal danger hi tbls work jroo ara doing, Mr. O'Mara T" sbe flnal ly asked. "And dU I do wrong hi iMntlonlng to Mr. Morgan bow that laan oan* oat of that—place and glar •i so at yonr Bla njolndar sboald ttara been vary
hlntteg at tbat
kas tet   Aftwr
«Mli cisMPsnai ts
oeiTove tnat i run naii.v a voritiihic gauntlet of nnmeless perils."
rtnrliarn stood, small (Ists Imrlfd In her sweated' pockets, studying' ii'f< smile of nmuscmont.
"I shouldn't like to bplU^o so," liei voice was fnintiy diffKlent. "And y" —you hnven't ncco|ited my Invitatio;. for Frid.iy. May ' e.xpect you'r 1 didu't tell yon. "tint .Vrclilc - Arciuicil • WIckerslinin —will lie tlicrc. us well :i> Garry. So—so you won't lie eiuii'cl> unacquainted."
And then at tliose words hia faci changed. .Ml In one fleet second, iii spite of the whole mornlnK's quick inti macy of mood and the snirit of coin iiniiiuiiMiiip wnicu ro ricr nnd seemed » dellphifully new yot time trie,I thina Barbain found that she could nut ren: an Inch behind those grave gray eyes She found his qnlct countenance us un readable as that of the utmost straii^'ci might huve been. And while she wait ed, not entirely certain how displeasi'd she was nt his deliberation, a blackesi of black horses soared splendidly over a fence to the north and came canter lug down the road. The rider, a tnll. bareheaded girl, lifted ber crop In sa lute as she caught sight of them.
"My friend, Miriam Burrell." the gin murmured in explanation to Steve, and something had gone from her voice and left It conventionally impersonal "She's riding Itagtime, and Isn't he a beauty—almost as much a beauty ns she is herself?"
Tbe horse came on, to be reined tip at last directly in frent of tbe two nt the roadside. Stephen O'Mara met for a moment tbe level, measuring glance of Its rider before Miriam Burrell turn ed to Barbara.
"I've enjoyed exceedingly onr mom lug canter, Bobs," her nIto voice drawled.
Then, before Barbara could reply, she threw one booted leg from the stirrup and dismounted. With the reins looped over ber elbow sbe faced the man In blue flannel and corduroy, a tall, lithe figure with coppery red hair and whit est skin and doubly vivid llpa.
"You're Stepben O'Mara," she sold "You're Stephen O'Mara. for a thou sand!"
"I've Just asked Mr. O'Mara to comi to my dance, Miriam." Barbara said, "and bow did you know him, pray'r I've asked hlm, but be Is unflatterlnRly long In accepting."
"Know hlm?" Miriam echoed. "Know hlml Oh. Mr. O'Mara and I have met before. I think before tbe fall of tbe Roman empire, wasn't it. Mr. O'Mara? Weren't they dragging me in at the wheel of a chariot one afternoon when you were dealing out a gold piece to each of your legionaries?"
Sbe laughed dryly, and Barbara felt smaller and more forlorn and lonelier
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"No doubt Mr. O'Mara basn't time to be flattering. Bobs," she commented. "But you will have time to come Frl day for a I ttle while, won't you?" she asked.
Steve glanced down at the band which still felt the pressure of her buckskin clad fingers.
"I have to work dny nnd night some weeks when thlncs break badly." Steve told her simply. "If I can." and he turned to Barbara—"tf I can I want to :ome."
Miriam nodded her head with brisk flnality.
"If you can." sho agreed. "Barbara no doubt has been telling you about Starret Devereau. hasn't she? Yes. ;ome If you can.    I have beard. Mr
O'Mara, that you have once or twice fought yonr way out of the dark when everybody else had lost hope. I want aa opportunity to talk with a specialist in such campaigns."
Stephen O'Mara had read a raeanliii.' In the words of that contained, often abrupt, stralu'htly tall girl of which Barbara Allison had not even drenme"! He stood watchin,' them when they turned up the driveway, the horse Ragtime inuzzlim; the woolly white sweater and followlnK like a dog. But he wasn't thinkUiLj of Miriam Burrell or of Garry Devereau. Flo was won dering about Arcliie Wickersham—tlii' Hon. Archie—thinkiiiL,' ahout that fun ny brawl of years heiore, which had not been so fuony ufter nil, wonderini If-
Late that nlslit, before she slept Barbara asked .Mlrlnni this question. "Sbould I hnve told Mr. O'Mara thai my engagement to .Vrohilmid Wicker Sham was to be announced at the p«Pt3>?"
"Why shotlld you have?" Miriam crisply replied.
CHAPTER Vlll. Moan to Marry Him." ' turned much colder with nightfall on the day of the party. A sharp wind wilii tbo tang of autumn was blow ing In off the river when Barbara, muf fled from throat to ankle In a sapphire fur edged wrap. sUjipcd In at the door of the Hunter home, having stolon away osteiwiblv to dls-plav to the In mates her costume. It was after the hour of 10, but the girl Un^'ered a lit tie after she had executed that mis sion.
"We are very sorry tbat Mr. O'Mara could not.come," she hesitated. '"I bad promised both Oarry and Archie Wick¬ ersham that he would be down."
"We haven't beard from hlm since be went back Into camp," Sarah an swered.   "He, no doubt, bas bsen an able to get nway."
Barbara Allison recrossed tho lawn very slowly that nigbt She retraced ber steps with bead bent, tbe fall of ber slippered faet maffled by tbe car¬ pet of thick, unfroated grass. Vagaely troubled, vaguely disturbed at herself, sbe was within arm'a Isagtii of a dark flgnro in tbe bsdga gap throogh whicli sba bad Just emm befora she was awara of Its prsstaea. Btaphen O'Mara. waatbar beaten bat in band, was standing tbtia in har path, peer ing staadUr at tba stneea aa< tlaibar
lodsie  aiJ,^iit   rrom   eml   to  eiui   llKo  a huiro am! s|irawlinK elovvworm.
.\ii insistent ilesire atrain to meet the riniioralile .Vrchiliald Wlckershnm had led him In ri'i|iiest Knt Joe to hook U|i the team that day at noon for the lom.' drive down ilie river. Willi Stevo him self iKuii'iiiiiK the reins they had rolled the thirty miles at a speed whicii mirhi have niiliily unrprlsod Fat .loo hail he not been iiccnsroiiieil to imttini; tw^. and two toilet her to make si.v or elch; or more. .\iul Fat .loe's thin tenor was Just drifting' I'aintly ofT down the hill n monriil'ni remlitlon of '¦Morne, Sweet n,,me" —wiien liie Kirl stepiieil uoi-e ies'-ly forward and pnt a hnnd. feafhet liKht. upon the man's arm.
Again she felt the swift tensing ot the llesh lieneatli; sho fell hack n step before the stnrtiinK ahrnptne«s witb which Sti Ve wtiirled. She e\ en threw up one small hand, as if to shield her fnce. And then, the cloak railing open at ber throat, a slender, swayliiK fin ure in blue and shimmering wliite, she stood nnd flung a little laugh at him—a laugh a little unsteady, a bit tinged with mockery and as untroubled as the spirit of youth Itself.
"Is that the way you always prepare to greet your friends?" she asked.
The man just stood and stared at her-stared much as if he mistrusted bis own ears and eyes.
"Not all my friends," his slow voice drawled at last, but even the words were tinged with doubt "Not all my friends," he sold. Silently the man reached out and found the hand which had lain for a moment upon his arm.
"So you nre—you." he murmured, when his fingers touched hers. "1 wasn't-Just sure."
Suddenly unable to think quite clear¬ ly, Barbara wondered at the new pulse In her throat which beat and beat un til It seemed not easy even to speak.
"Then It—must be you too," she fal¬ tered. "I wasn't sure, either, even when I knew it must be. I'd begun to believe that you hadn't forgotten—that you didn't care to • • • Will you please say that you forgive ne—please -for something over which I have been sorrier than you can know?"
His eyes clung to the velvety face of that slim girl decked as Cinderella in bits of transparent slippers and shim¬ mering, star edged wblte, until even in spite of the gloom the girl recognis¬ ed the change which had come creep¬ ing over bis face.   She saw It surge up
"So you are—you," he murmured.
In his eyes—the old undisguised won¬ der of tho iKiy of ten years before, for whidi, uutil that iuslant, she had look¬ ed in vain—but It was a man's wonder of womau now, utter and absolute and all envolopins. Slie cauKht her breath then. She touched her lips with a dainty tongue as thou'.'ii they had gone dry of a sudden. Involuntarily she stepped toward him, that single pace whiidi sho liail fa Ilen away. And above tho tuiniilt of her owu senses she heard herself try inj; to lauRh nnd realized how unsteady tho cITort was.
"Then you do forjrive me?" she breathed. "Do I —pass inspection? Do you like mc—in ray mas<ineraile?"
"Tliere was tiovor need of a fairy godniotlier for you." he told her, his voice Kfave. "There wa.s never need of a transforinini.; miracle. You havo been thnt always yourself And ymi are not periiiitte<l to ask forgiveness from Ilio nor pardon. Men do not a<l mit that there cnn bo need of that where they have worshiped as long ns I hnve worshiped you. Vou knew I was eomini.'. I've been coming ten years now. But you can never know either how ioii;i ten years can be."
The words were blurred as a far off echo In her ear.s. She starte I to speak, but nil that she would have said eatiKlil hi her thri>fit and hurt her, and only her unsteady lireatli came I'rom parted lips. But when ar her Inarticulate ef fort at speecii he lu-nt his heiuI to her swiftly upfltiin,' t:tce her whole sleudor body IlKlitened tit tlie roiiirli contact of blue tlannel asnlnst her cheek .Vlmost before they held her she struggled madly from th«> circle of his amis White of f.ice, white of Itp. she broke away from him and ilarfeil througii the gnp in the heiK'e only to shrink back agninst him In imnlc the next In stant before the black shape upon n blacker horse betweeu her and the lights.
He was gazing in their direction-the man upon the horse. He was laughing softly. And when he thrust back the black cowl that bid bis face and began to speak Stepben O'Mnra recognized that terribly pale, terribly drawn fa Garry Devereau rocked a little in |np saddle and waved a gracefully tin steady band.
"Blessings, my children," bs calle4 to tba two tn tbe shadow, and bis tom was not thick, bat only wavering. "My falleltations. And, e'en though I know not your identity, still I may sense yonr fond confusion. And yet wby blush, dear unknownsT 'TIS ta the air Bran I mvaalf bavs wtaiOaii
... .,,....w .^. ...MJiiiy, IWO nours aj,'u ) appeared ii)a.= l;ed in Iheso dingy vest- tnents as Love's Voung Dream, hnt with nie the mood Ins passed. Fellow romanceis. .vou have witnessed a nieta morpliosis. Vou nro now trnzlng upon tho Wrath of fJol ahout to thunder forth upfin a coal blacl; charger I merely riaiised to bid you hnste inside lost you nii.-s the crux of the evening When I vitiidrew the Hon. .\rchIo was alreti'Iy searihing with bravely con cealed disfraciion for the fair daughtei of tlie house. The hour bas struck It's masks off—m.'isks off from eyes and he.'irls."
Lie lauL-'heil aKairi. White fae>- whiter still ut,'ain.'-t the background of his soiiilier vestments, debonair and drmiketil.v inse"iiro in tho saddle. Gar ret Devereau tore out into the main i road and tliiiiulercd off Into tho nif-'ht.
"Is tiiat true'.'" Stevo asked quietly.
•She made no move to answer.
"Is tliat true?" his low and gentle voice commanded this time. "You still meau to—marry —hlm?"
"What I have done tonight I can never hopo to explain," she answered, recovering herself. "I can only hope that some day I mny cc::r.e to despise myself ns utterly as you have tatjght mo to nt this minute. And since you choose to regard it now as your right to asU that question I'll answer it for you. 1 mean to marry him. I shall be proud to I e his wife."
The lisht that .streamed over her shoulder fell full upon his face. She saw tho blood pour up, staining throat and cheek and brow, and then ebb away. She Kave him timo to answer hut ho did not .'^rioak, and smldenly she knew what scene of anotiic-- day he was remembering. Her eyes dropped to her imprisoned hand.
"You nre detaining me," she said.
He released her Immediately, and yet sho did not move. And while she wait¬ ed he turned nnd stooped nnd turned to her nKaln. She stood like stone while he wrapped her fur edged sappphiro cloak about her nnd fas¬ tened it close beneath her uptilted chin. He waited, bare of head. In the hedge gap until she had crossed tho lawn to the house that lay a sprawling glown\-orm in the darkness. A tunnilt of voices leaped out to him when he opened the door—a lilting crash of syncopated melody And then It was quiet asain.
After a glimpse of hia chief's eyes that iilKht Fut .loe essayed not so much as ono facetious protest against turn ing the fagKcd team homeward witb scarcely any rest at all. He reinaine<l as quiet as that too quiet man beside him
rie fell to whistlins,' Inter, nnd almost immediately his thin tenor was rolllnK ahoMil of thom through the hlack alley het ween tho pines, to continue In soul fnl reiteration until the construction camp cleariiiK loomed up ahead. Sud denly Pat .Joe tPj-hteiU'd the reins above tile favKcil team: then he shot forward ¦Uld- Inid the whiji across their tired iiks as they eleared the breastwork M ees
: eves   head   was  jerked   backward
lhe iihnuifness of their first plnnw.
; .1   then   h-'  saw   wliat   Fat  .loo  had
cen a seeond  before.   lliKh  np on the
'iillsi.Ie there v.'as a liKlit plow'ns from
lhe windows o!' the shack whieh served
the chief eniri'ieer of tlio I^ast ('oast ,loh
as odice and domicile too.   While Fat
.loe laid on the wiiip a mau came hur
tllnir past the ouitiuiiK door, siirang to
his    feet   and.    runniiiK   low   to   the
erouiiil. disappeared into tho blackness
3f tho brush    Joe swung tho horses up
ta a gnlloplnK curve and with one cat¬ like leap, iucredil'iy ii^ht for a man of his chunky build, was down from the seat and erasliin:: ihroUKh the bushes on tho trull .of thai fugitive whose noisy lliulit bad already become a faint crackle ill the dist.mce.
Fianie poured from Fat Joe's revolv¬ er. Two whiplike reiiorts sliaftered tho night quiet bc:'orc Steplien O'Mara moved. Thon he lifted himself heavily from tho seut. Sonietliiug nuzzled his shoulder whiie lie s;.ioil listenin;.' to the diminishin.i; tumult of tho pursuit, aud even lefore lie ti;nied ho know what It was. He paused a mument to stroke the soft nose cf the black horse stand- Im; theiv witii reins a-trall. It was ItaKtime, wet wirh lather and caked with dust, r.iit e-en thon he wns not preiiared for the sfLrht whicli met him when he entei'ed the sliack. Seconds must havo [lassiHl while he stood star¬ ing from tbe threshold, for Fat Joe cnme pulfins back from his fruitless chase In time to seo hlm bend and Hft a black roliod, lifelessly limp iioily from the tloor and sta.iTETor with It to¬ ward n bunk. Fat Joe's steady flow of profanity, oiidly. double vicious In his thin, complaining voice, wus checked short. He. too, stood and stared from the doorway-stood and lift;vl hts nose nnd sniffed.
"Seems lo be onr iil.Khl for callers," he remarked, with bad udldiiess, -and. say, itiis one's Kot a peacii of a load."
'Then tia rry Deverean's head rolled over, jih.istly loose and slack, and the plump one cnuKht idi-'ht of a raggetl gash in the senseless i,inn's temple.
"Sivo, that's il'/" he droned, nnd his coniplalnhiK voj.e was deadly n.caln. "So that's Itl Hut he wasn't so. far gone lhat he coul In't put up n tidy Ut¬ tle battle, was he'.- I'Miiny nbout thnt, too. hut I conld alwnys do my best lit¬ tle jobs of iiiiui handling when 1 was nbout half over myself." .
nis  pale  ey(>s  swept  the  floor.     lie pounied forward and rei'overed a sheaf of bine iirlnts from n  corn«r. be Continued)
.Mooit'stown.
f'layton Koeliler last, Thursday moved some of his household goods which he tiad stored with his grand parents, .Mr. and .Mrs. John Koehler, to Xywburg. Grant Kemaley done liio carting.
Kdwin Koeliler is remodeling his house at presenr. Paper haugera and painters, of Uath. are doing the work.
CiuiK.' a number of people from this neighborhood attended the champion public sale of L. G. Dech last Friday.
The .Misses Nellie and .Vattie Ren¬ ner made a business trip to Easton on Saturday.
Frank Trach, our merchant, and son Willard, attended the sale of Henry Anthony, near lialh, on Sat¬ urday.
Mr. and Mrs. John Koehler, Sr., and grand son Clayton, were visitors at .Vazareth last Friday.
-Mrs. Daniel Kaub made a pleasant call on Mrs. if. .\I. Kleckner last Tuesday.
Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Smith and daughter Mamie and Hiram Miller and Miss Amanda Weaver made a pleasant call on ,'\Ir. and .Mrs. W. U. Santee  lasl  Thursday  evening.
Mrs. David Snyder, ot Nazarelh. visited her parents, Mr. and Mrs. W. K.  Santee ouy^^aturday.
Mr. and Mrs. A. F. Meyer made a pleasanl ciJl on -Mr. and Mra. W. R. Saniee on/^unday.
Wanyy^f our neighbors attended the saie of Asher Zellner on Tues¬ day. Mr. Zellner will lake posses¬ sion of tjre Clearfield Hotel, April 1. . ..  .^^
Cleiirfleld.
-Vrs. Edwin ilol'ner, of l.iroad- j tu ¦¦ulsvllle. 'r'. I; several days here iwith her ii'.'Uiter, Mrs. Lalvin Kresge.
.Mr. and .Mrs. Harvey Hagenbuch visited the latter's parents, Mr. and -Mrs. Joseph Frantz, at Moorestown, on Sunday.
Mrs. Willis Erdman, of Bangor, is spending some lime wilh her par¬ ents, Mr. and .Mrs. John Clark.
Mr. and .Mrs. Wilson Smale made a business trip to Bethlehem on Friday.
Mrs. Clinlon Hagenbuch spent sev¬ eral days with relatives and friends al Bethlehem.
Misses Annie Bill and Margaret Bill spent several days visiting their aunt, -Mrs. Hugh Kintner al Kint¬ nersville, Bucks Couuty. last week.
-Miss -Mabel Hagenbuch relurned home afler spending some lime at Georgetown.
Clyde Rissmiller, who is employed at Betlilehem, spent Sunday at home.
.Moving will be ne.xt on the pro¬ gram.
William Rice and family visited :Mr. and .Mrs. Thomas Hildenbrandt on Sunday.
.\mmon Kresge and Darwin Crae¬ mer, moved some of C. E. Kresge's household goods to Nazarelh on .Monday.
Mr. and Jlrs. George Hildenbrandt visited -Mr. and Mrs. Richard Hilden¬ brandt cn Sunday evening.
Don't forget the parly to he held al Ciearlield Hotel on Saturday even¬ ing. Everybody come and enjoy the evening.
I'urcl^sed Farm,
Herbert Decli, residing in East Alien Townahip, near Snyder's Chvrch, puvChased the farm of James Fjinmona, sUuated on the roajl^stfaing from Bath    to    Beers-
e, near Dannersville, containing 31 acres with Improvementt, and everything in good condition, for ,^14800. Mr. Simons will sell hU farm stock aad household gooda at public saia on AprU 19.
ISoy Struck by .Auto.
Waiter Riegel, G-year-old son of Mr. and -Mrs, Stewart Riegel, who re¬ side near Butztown, was run down by an automobile near his home ahout 9 o'clock Monday evening and was seriously injured. He is in St. l.uko's Hospital, Bethlehem. The driver of the automobile, who is believed was aware lhal he struck the boy, failed lo slop, and residents of thai seciion of the county are in¬ dignant. The little boy's right leg is broken and he was cut about the head and body. He was taken lo the Iiospital iu the automobile of Wil¬ liam Brotzman, ot Bethlehem T.own- ship.
With the little hoy al the lime ot the accidenl were two of his sisters, both older than himself, and several men stood in front of the Butztown Hotel. One of these men hastened to a telephone and sent word to the proprietor of tho Park Hotel. Beth¬ lehem, in the hope ot apprehending the driver of the automobile. Sev¬ eral cars passed thi? hotel in a short time and the license numbers were taken. It is believed that the driver ot the machine that hit the little boy will be apprehended.
ISirlbda.v   I'arl.v.
Mr. and -Mrs. Benjamin NoU pleasantly entertained a number of friends to a chicken dinner and sup¬ per in honor of Mr. Nolf's 54th birthday. Mr. Nolf received many useful gifts, one of tliem was a ten dollar gob! tdece from his wife. Music was I'lrnished by Harry Ben¬ der and son Walter Bender and Ben¬ jamin Nolf. Those present were Jlr. and Mrs. Nathan Stewart and grand child. Stella Stewart, Mr. and Mrs. Israel Trine. Mrs. Charles Fehn<!l, ¦-Mrs.. Snyder, Mr. and Mrs. Herbert P'ries, E;iey Fries. Ida Nolf, ,\nian- dus Nolf. Harry Bender and Walter Bender, ot Nazareth: Mr. and Mrs. William Goldman, Robert Johnson, Mrs, Rosy Goldman, Mrs. Charles Daubert, of Kaston, and WUson Nolf, of Wilniin,^ton,   Delaware.
ivii lloiiseK Not Sold. reth  Building    &     Loan owns     six     houses     al hich    they    offered    at on Tuesday.    Jacob Mes John  R.   Daubach   dlrec- assoolation  and   Charles secretary, attended the sale The  houses were not   bid  up  to  tbe amount desired and they were with¬ drawn.
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Raymond! Ointher, of Nasareth ^ho is smplpyed at tho Harcules Ca- laent mill, f tockertown, aocidatrtally fail about /fifteen feet on Moadtsy, wBiie_3gsrBtlnK In loading a laifa roaster on a car and Injured his ba<k severely, no bones ware fraeturad He was removed to bis hoas ia tha ambulance and is oonflaad to bad.